Sprinkles began to pace back and fourth.

"I must think! I'm a writer, writers get fictional characters out of bad situations all the time. Unless they are putting them in bad situations..."

Sprinkles shook her head. "Don't think like that, I need to get my friends out of that book!"

A voice spoke suddenly.

"You need my assistance?"

Sprinkles looked around for the source of the voice. "Who was that? Where are you?"

"You can not see me, I am simply a voice. A booming voice some may call me. Your friend Gandalf knows of me well."

Sprinkles relaxed and began to pour out all her troubles. The voice cut her off early with a reply,

"I know what has happened. And I can help you."

Sprinkles jumped in excitment. "How? Tell me!" Suddenly her plot twisting memory poked her. "Wait a minute. How can I trust you? What if you are really Glitter, or the monkey?"

The voice laughed. "If I tell you who I really am, will it satisfy your worry?"

Sprinkles hesitated in her reply. "..maybe..."

"Well I shall tell you quickly, then I shall show you what your next step is."

Sprinkles took a deep breath. She felt a major plot twist coming on!!

Eager reader- well??!! Who is it??

Me- I was about to say.

Eager reader- hurry up!!

"I am- Sauron." Said the voice deeply.

Sprinkles gasped. "WHAT??!! HOW CAN I TRUST YOU??!!"

"This is why I did not tell Gandalf. He must never know. I have been undergoing serious therapy and have recently made a break through. I am dedicating my life to helping others with my mystical voice."

"Are you really Sauron? I mean for real?!"

"There is no time to question my word. I am about to remind you of something important. Act on that memory."

"Ok. I'm ready."

"Thranduil owes you a favor. For all the lovely readers- that event took place in Part 14."

Sprinkles again gasped. "Ahh that's right!! Oh this is so exciting!"

"Act quickly. Time is short." With that the voice left and was never heard from again, except for once more at the end. Other than that, the voice was gone. At least in this story.

Reader- is there going to be a sequel?!

Me- I don't plan on doing a sequel. Believe it or not, it's hard being funny all the time.

So anyway.... Sprinkles then began to call on the great elf king.

"THRANDUIL! I need to call in my favor!"

Before Sprinkles could take a breath, Thranduil came riding in on his elk. The elf's hair still shimmered in the glorious wig made of stardust.

"What ever you ask, I shall do. But then I must leave. I was in the middle of combing my hair." Said the king.

Sprinkles nodded and took a second to think. 'I better make this good!" Her mind drifted to asking for a ride on the elk, a selfie in the dungeon, or to become Mrs. Thranduil. Thankfully she knew what was important and said,

"Your son and all the others are trapped in a book. I need you to somehow send a message to them. The enemy is a fangirl. And I happen to know much of that species, the only way to attack her is to hit her where it hurts. IN THE FEELS."

Thranduil raised a fabulous eyebrow. "What is a- feel?"

Sprinkles flipped her ponytail.  "Oh nothing much. Just this terrible burning slap that punches this imaginary organ beside every fangirl's heart whenever something cute, adorable, tragic, or heart wrenching happens in the fictional world."

Thranduil nodded. "Ah. I see."

"So... can you get a message through?"

Thranduil gave a laugh. "Is there anything I can't do? We elves have elf insight. Just tell me what you wish my son to know."

"Well...besides the fact that I love him, tell him that to defeat Glitter all of them must, uh, must, ah I know! They must quote emotional, touching, and tear jerking movie/book quotes. No fangirl can ignore such a quote." Sprinkles had a most devious grin.

Thranduil nodded and closed his eyes. It was clear he was heavily concentrating. After a few minutes, the elf opened his eyes and smiled. 

"Message received and confirmed. Although it made some of them cry."

Sprinkles clapped her hands gleefully. "Perfect! Once she is under attack I'll make her tell me how to bring them out of the book."

"Best wishes, and may words never fail you and may your pen never run dry."

With that, Thranduil hopped upon his elk and they rode off marvelously into a hazy fog of starlight.

It took no time for the quotes to start. They slipped through the old pages and flowed throughout the castle.

"Tuck in your tail little duck."

"Please Tommy please!"

"He gives me courage."

"How about side by side with a friend?"

Soon more and more quotes came out, some from different characters and fandoms.

"Don't go where I can't follow!"

"Do you remember the taste of strawberries?"

"Sing for me."

"I see her in my sister Prim."

"Go home, plant your trees."

"I'd hate to step on your-"

"Tea is at four don't bother to knock."

"I'm still betting on you, Girl on Fire."

"I don't want to be just one thing."

"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!"

"There is still some good in him."

"I belong with my brother."

"You want to know how I got this limp, Tommy?"

"After all this time, Always."

"I can't carry it, but I can carry you!"

"I'm just a kid from Brooklyn."

"Katniss, there is no district 12."

"It's like in the great stories Mr.Frodo. The ones that really mattered.

"I don't want to be just another piece in their games."

"I must have really loved you. You did."

Sprinkles heard the all too familiar sound of the feels! She ran toward the moaning sound, which was coming from the throne room. There, she found Glitter. Tears streamed down her eyes and she was flapping her arms as she tried to breath. The book was in the same room and it was shivering and shaking as the emotional limit was overloading.

"-Make it s-stop!" Begged Glitter.

Sprinkles folded her arms. "Let them all out of the book."

Glitter fell to the pink tile floor gasping for air, "Never!"

Sprinkles then knelt down beside her and said,

"Page"

Glitter moaned. "No! You wouldn't!"

"Two hundred"

Gasping for air she said, "The throne! A lever on the back of my throne."

Sprinkles dashed toward it, and there indeed was a large red lever. She instantly pulled it. To her pure delight, the book burst open and out came her dear fictional friends.

Before rushing over to them, she knelt beside the fallen queen and whispered, "Fifty." Glitter passed out from the attack of the feels.

Sprinkles and her friends embraced. There were tears, laughter and cheers! All was well. Until-

"Wait, how do we fix the fandoms. They were left in chaos." Said Glitter.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Spoke an annoying voice.

Everyone turned around to see it was none other than-

To be continued...

So close guys! We are so close to the end!!