Room 307, Monday Afternoon

[dollpocalypse]

It wasn't like Topher was writing fanfiction about one of his best friends or anything.
 
At all. Because that would be wrong.

It was just that, well, said best friend (shut up, he totally was his best friend) happened to be a superhero. A superhero with, as it turned out, an exceptionally devoted online fanbase. Who had… ideas. And something called a kinkmeme.

And some of them were just stupid. Like the one about the tentacles. Or the one with the… what was it called? Sailor fuku? Please. Tony would never wear something like that. He'd even said so. These people clearly didn't know him at all.
 
So, naturally, he had to retaliate. Retaliate in the form of a novel-length RPS story of his own, in which a high-school-aged Iron Man fell for a science-minded classmate named Chris Strink.
 
Take that, apepperpot.

[[omg blame hoorayimrich. open to artificial intelligence thingies, comments on his masterpiece, visitors, IMs, whatever you want.]]

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[dollpocalypse]

He should figure it out noooooow, Topher whined. Cause you're into him and I'm into him and he's all, you know, hot and stuff. And Stephanie sucks. Even though she didn't hit me for using her picture on my door on Halloween like I thought she would.

[selfhelphero]

Anyone he likes can't suck that much, because he's too awesome to have bad taste in people, even if they are girls, Billy said reasonably. And we can't make him figure it out now. But we have the power of fanfiction to tide us over until he does?

[dollpocalypse]

Huh. Topher... had never thought of it that way before. But really, now that Billy mentioned it, it seemed kinda true.

Oh, he realized. Yeah. You're right. Tony was completely freaking awesome, after all. Anyway we should hang out.

And write sonnets about Tony's pretty, pretty eyes. And metal-stink.

[selfhelphero]

We totally should. Not that this hasn't been entertaining.

Poor, poor Tony.

[dollpocalypse]

It was a good thing they would never both go out and get drunk with him or anything! Because that would be a DISASTER!

Yeah! And if you ever wanted to write something together, we could. If you want.

Because that was what the world needed.

[selfhelphero]

I've never written something like this before, but that could be cool.

If you read enough, surely you could write too, right?

[dollpocalypse]

Oh, surely. Unless what you read was tentacle stuff. Then you were on your own.

Cool, Topher agreed. See you around? Oh, and you should come to frat sometime. Tony's all responsible for it and stuff.

Purr.

[selfhelphero]

Billy had thought about the frat, but was ultimately too nervous to go. Now, he had a good reason!

I'll have to come check that out. See you around!