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| Please Be Mine; A Jonas Brothers Fanfic | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 13 2008, 02:59 AM (535 Views) | |
| MackenzieW | Jul 13 2008, 02:59 AM Post #1 |
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Title: Please Be Mine: A Jonas Brothers FanFic Author: MackenzieW Rating: T Genre: MST, Humor Text it is based on: Please Be Mine Characters: Jonas Brothers, three Barbie dolls Summary: Mackenzie and Crew's first MST, pre-Voldemort. They tackle a story where these three girls meet the Jonas Brothers. And we use the term "story" loosely. Warnings: Stupidity. Please Be Mine Disclaimer: I do not own Please Be Mine. beaniebopper over on Fanfiction.net does. I also don't own the sporking panel except for Mackenzie. Mackenzie walked into her basement, which was hotter than she was certain a basement should be. Quatre had positioned himself in front of the one and only fan in the room. Remus was lounging on the couch, casually flipping through the pages of the seventh Harry Potter book. He was also fanning himself with a CD lying around. Erik, the Phantom of the Opera, was curled up in a corner and stroking a crumbled up picture of Christine Daae. Jareth watched him with a mixture of disgust and sympathy. And Sai…Sai was… “Why is there a kiddie pool in my basement, Sai?” she asked, arms crossed. “It’s hot!” Sai whined, splashing a little. “I wanted a swim!” “I have a pool in my backyard!” “But we’re confined to your basement so no one will see us,” Sai argued. “You’re invisible to everyone else but me! You can go in the pool. Now dump the pool,” Mackenzie ordered. Everyone cheered, causing her to send them all looks. “What? He wouldn’t share his pool with us,” Remus explained. “My pool,” Sai replied, sounding like a five-years-old. Mackenzie sighed. “Look, it’s a kiddie pool with a grown man in it. You are all grown men—except Quatre, who is stuck at the age of fourteen forever.” She glanced over, but the Gundam pilot was not listening. “Anyway, only one of you would’ve fit. Now, Sai, drain the pool and mop up the water you’ve splashed out.” “Yes, ma’am,” he grumbled, moving everything. Mackenzie walked over to Jareth. “Has he been like that for long?” she asked, staring at Erik. “Since I got here. Which was…hey, Remus, when did I arrive?” “About two hours ago. That’s when Sai got his genius idea to go swimming in his kiddie pool,” Remus replied. “That long?” Mackenzie sighed. “Yes, I don’t know why I come here.” “Because you like me, admit it,” she teased. Jareth sniffed. “I? I the Goblin King? Don’t be ridiculous, little girl. I am here because I am having the goblins renovate the castle and their noise was bothering me.” “Translation: you pissed off Sir Didymus and he promptly threw you out of the castle,” Mackenzie said. “Plus, you and Erik have a bizarre friendship going on.” “I don’t have friends. I am the Goblin King, I don’t need friends. And he is the Opera Ghost, he doesn’t need one either.” “Jareth, what did we discuss about being truthful to oneself?” “It’s best else you go insane,” Quatre replied, spooking Mackenzie a bit. “Sorry, Mac.” “That’s okay. And that’s the truth,” she said pointedly to Jareth. The Goblin King walked away, so Mackenzie and Quatre decided to start up her computer. An eternity (five minutes) later, they were surfing the internet. While on, Mackenzie got a brilliant idea to take the men’s minds off of the heat. “Hey guys, want to spork a badfic?” she asked. “A badfic? Is it in Harry Potter?” Remus asked. “Because if it is, it better not be a Sirius slash me fic. I love the man as a brother, not like that. And I married Tonks, didn’t I?” “Like that matters to a Suethor,” Mackenzie shot back. “And no, it isn’t a Harry Potter fic for a change. It’s a Jonas Brothers fic.” “Jonas Brothers? Isn’t that that band you’ve been running around events for?” “Yep. Who wants to spork it?” Remus raised his hand, as did Sai and Quatre. “Jareth?” “I think I’ll just read it over your shoulder,” he replied. “Okay, but you are welcome to comment as you please.” Mackenzie adjusted the screen so everyone could see. Mac: Here we are, gentlemen. “Please Be Mine: a Jonas Brothers FanFic” by beaniebopper. Remus: Please Be Mine? Quatre: How sweet. Remus: How trite. Sai: beaniebopper? Erik: There is a greater evil than the Vicomte! All: Okay…Point Erik! Finally. The day of the concert. Mac: Must write in clauses. Sai: Full sentences would be too hard. NOTHING could bring Emma, Nikki, and Justine down today. Remus: Nothing? Sai: What if their favorite fish was ‘accidentally’ eaten by their best friend who knew that it was their dearest pet in the entire world and was just too lazy to make himself a sandwich? Remus: NOTHING. Mac: Sai, do you need therapy too? They couldn’t wait to see JB, but they all wanted to each meet a different person deep down. Quatre: JB? Mac: Now that is just lazy. You should always right things out, not use shorthand. Remus: Unless they were known by initials. Mac: Which they are not. Nikki had always liked Nick, All: No, really? Wonder why. and was SUPER excited to finally see him. Sai: Super excited. Quatre: You forgot the caps. Sai: Sorry, SUPER excited. Mac: I’m SUPER terrified for this fic. Emma on the other hand was head-over-heels about Kevin. Sai: How old is Kevin? Mac: Nineteen. Sai: And how old are these girls? Mac: I’m guessing around thirteen. I’m giving beaniebopper the benefit of the doubt since that’s how old you have to claim to be to register on fanfiction.net. Remus: So, it’s most likely illegal? Mac: Yep. Then there was Justine. She liked Joe… a LOT. Sai: And he is? Mac: Seventeen. Sai: Oh. Safe. Why did they all like different boys? Quatre: Because there were three of them and three boys. You do the math. Mac: And beaniebopper isn’t too good a writer not to have two like the same brother, causing them to have a fight until one of them actually started to fall for the neglected brother. Well, Nikki really loved their lyrics, they really hit home for her. Mac: I wish I could mock this statement, but they do have pretty good lyrics. Remus: Do they write their own? Mac: Yes, together. Remus: So that doesn’t really explain why she prefers Nick over the others. Jareth: Point Remus. Emma, liked Kevin because the heart in that boy, could he ever stop loving? Mac: I like Kevin because he plays the guitar. And all the boys are very loving. And we’re back to Justine. All: Hi, Justine! Quatre: Where’d she go? Mac: Point Quatre. She liked Joe because she loved his voice, that is so soft… but that can be so loud, but she really loved his personality, the craziness, and his sweetness mixed. Remus: Wait, what? Mac: I think that was two sentences unwillingly combined into one. Sai: Wouldn’t his personality contain his craziness and sweetness? Jareth: You are trying to apply regular logic to a Suethor. Mac: Point Jareth. The concert wasn’t far. Mac: Far from what? Actually, they were practically next door! Remus: How…convenient. The girls got there extra early, and lucky them, they got front row AND backstage passes! Remus: Do you think that it works like that? Mac: No. Backstage passes are more often prizes given out by radio stations. They all brought gifts, ranging from cards to obsessive t-shirts. Just kidding. Sai: No you’re not, beaniebopper. Mac: Point Sai! Jonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4ever Remus: Interesting divider. Mac: Look, fanfiction has a divider. It’s an ugly gray line but it doesn’t detract from the story and allows you to be taken seriously. Sai: Point Mac! “This concert is gonna be awesome!” Nick shouted. Remus: No description? Where is he? What does he look like? Mac: Once again, you are using regular logic. We don’t even know what the girls look like. Sai: Point Mac “YEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Joe yelled. Remus: Abuse of the exclamation point. Sai: It’s gone into rehab more times than Lindsay Lohan because of these Suethors. Quatre: Point Sai. *Mac writes up abuse violation* “Come on guys, were here. Sound check time.” Kevin said. Mac: Where’s the comma? Quatre: It saw what happened to the exclamation point and ran away. Mac: Point Quatre. The boys walked in normally, when all of the sudden, ploof!. Remus: Ploof? Sai: Ploof—it’s onomatopoeia. Quatre: Mac, aren’t writers discouraged from using such phrases as “all of the sudden”? *Mac is too busy writing up both an exclamation point abuse violation as well as a period abuse one* Joe fell. All: Ouch Nick and Kevin burst laughing and helped him up. Remus: At least that’s realistic. Sai: Point…beaniebopper? Quatre: Can we awards points to the Suethor? “I meant to do that.” Joe said jokingly. Sai (as Nick): Sure you did, bro. Quatre (as Kevin): You planned it perfectly then. Jonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4everJonas4ever Mac: Seriously. Use the ugly grey dividers. The girls arrived. All (flatly): Hurray. They showed their backstage passes to the guards and walked in. Sai: Unknown to the girls, they actually walked into a prison where they were imprisoned for being one-dimensional Sues. Jareth (impressed): Point Fish-boy. Sai: Mac! Mac (monotone): Don’t call Fish-boy Fish-boy. Sai: Thanks. *Beat* Hey… “OMJ!” they whispered together. Remus: OM…J? Mac (valley girl): Like, Oh my Jonas! The boys walked over and introduced themselves. Sai: How sweet of them. “Hey I’m Joe, I’m Nick, and I’m Kevin.” the boys said. Sai: They are all one unit. Mac: We have secretly replaced the Jonas Brothers with synchronized robots. Let’s see how long it takes the Sues to figure it out. “Hi. I’m Justine, I’m Emma, and I’m Nikki.” They said barely. Sai: They are all one unit. Quatre: Well, we already knew they were robots. Mac: That’s not how you write dialogue! Jeez Louise! Sai: Who’s Louise? Remus: How do you say something “barely”? Mac: No, I understood what the Suethor was trying to say. And it scares me. “What’s all that?” Nick said awkwardly. Mac: Uh, I think Nick knows what all your cards and obsessive fan stuff is, beaniebopper. Remus: And that is why he is uncomfortable. “Oh, it’s all for you 3.” Nikki piped up. Mac: WRITE OUT NUMBERS THAT SMALL! Sai: Calm…down… “You 3 must be hungry, it’s 9:00. Have you eaten?” Kevin asked. Mac: AND WRITE OUT TIMES! Remus: Wow, either that’s a late concert or the Suethor forgot to write about it. Sai: I think it’s the latter. “Actually, we kinda are, but are you guys sure we can-” Emma began saying. Mac (as Emma): Actually, we are synchronized robots. We don’t eat. Joe cut her off. All: HOW RUDE! “It’s fine! Come on over.” Joe insisted. All: Aww, how sweet! Remus: Which is one of the reasons why Justine loves Joe. Sai: Point Remus. They sat in a hexagon pattern. Sai: Ooh, fancy. Mac: And I care because…? It went girl, boy, girl, boy, ECT. Mac: Once again, I care because…? Sai: Isn’t et cetera all lower case? Mac: Yes. They all sat by the boy they wanted, they were more than happy. Mac: That needs a connecting word somewhere. Justine felt a strong connection with Joe, Mac: Because she totally crushed on him! Like, duh! and he felt it too. Remus: Of course he did. They same thing happened Sai: Who happened? Quatre: What? Sai: Beaniebopper said that “They same thing happened.” Who’s they? with Nikki and nick, and Emma and Kevin. Mac: Raise your hand if you saw this coming a mile away. *All raise their hands* Remus: There is absolutely zero conflict in this story. Sai: So, wouldn’t that mean…it really isn’t a story? Mac: Point Sai. They all hung out one on one, and really got to know each other. Remus: But she’s not going to tell us how. Mac: That’s probably for the best. Sai: And then Mac reported the story, the Suethor took it down and that’s all she wrote… Quatre: That we’ll read. Mac: Point Quatre. Mackenzie returned to her homepage. “Well, that was fun!” she said. “If by fun you mean incredibly painful, then yes,” Jareth replied. “It was a blast.” “Let’s tally up the points. What does the winner win?” Sai asked. “How about an hour in my room with my AC on full blast?” Mac suggested. Everyone agreed. “Okay, let’s see…” She quickly tallied it up. “It’s a tie between Quatre and Sai. Enjoy!” Sai and Quatre sprinted out of the basement. Mackenzie turned to the others. “Who wants to watch another Law and Order repeat? Erik, you can pretend the victim is The-Pretty-Boy-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.” Remus snorted. “That is more ridiculous than not saying Lord Voldemort.” A rumbling noise filled the room, before about three Death Eaters appeared in the room. “Damn, the Taboo!” Remus cursed. Mackenzie grimaced. “I don’t have a good feeling about this,” she said. |
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