Chapter 7 - Izzy

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Slash = In fanfiction, the pairing of the fanfic in question is usually written as name/name, the slash between the names is now synonymous with a very specific type of fanfiction, the male/male (and as fem-slash, female/female) fanfiction. Using the word slash in this way is not appreciated by everyone, and some people feel that there should be a better way to refer to these types of fanfiction, even though it's an easy shorthand to talk about non-straight fanfiction. Related to this is the term 'slashable', which is a way to refer to official anime or manga which makes it very easy to write fanfiction of certain characters of because they're already really close, or because they act in ways that could be interpreted as more than just friendship. I like things that are slashable, because I love imagining characters together, and to imagine them having a happy loving ending in the story, even if they may not end up like that in the real story.


After the fanfiction and fanart panel, Evelyn, Mya, Kevin and I just kind of got stuck in that room for a while. It was so fun to talk to people who make fanart of fandoms that I really love, that I kind of lost track of time. So I had to rush to get us all to the cosplay contest on time. But we did make it, luckily.

One of the cosplay contest staff, Annabelle according to her name tag, looks at Elliot and me. "And you're going together, right? Because that means—" It seems like she doesn't even question it, just confirming what she's assuming, since she's the one in charge of the individuals part of the contest.

"No." I shake my head. "We're both on our own."

"Oh." Annabelle looks surprised. "Right. Could you point out your name on the list?" She holds the list in front of me.

Then Elliot tugs on the sleeve of my dress and I turn to him, curious. "Yeah?"

"We could do it, you know." He looks a little awkward.

"Do what?" I'm getting lost now, my eyes scanning the list again, trying to find my own scrawls from the signing up.

"Go as a team. We'd make a pretty good chance at winning."

I look his way again. "What?" I've not done that before, I've always gone on my own.

"If we go as a team, we'd probably win, and we wouldn't have to compete against each other." He's got a point.

I look at Annabelle. "We're going to need a minute."

"Not much more than a minute." She smiles. "I've got to finalise the list."

"Sure." I nod, tugging Elliot to the side. "Are you sure?" Because this is kind of a big change so suddenly.

He shrugs and I'm not sure how I should read the way he looks. "Unless you think I'd pull down the quality of your cosplay." He keeps looking so insecure. "I guess that could be an issue."

"No." I shake my head. Does he really think that? "I've just... I've always been on my own. I hadn't thought about it." I look at Elliot and then at how well we work together, how easy getting to know him has been and how easily we've been able to pull some of the character moves for shots. "You think we can do it? Pull off a signature move together? We still need to have a little 'act' thing, you know?"

He nods, smiling a little. "I know. I don't think that should be an issue. We just have to time it correctly. Just make sure that we don't step in each other's way and stuff."

"I guess." I shrug. I guess that could work. And Elliot is right, it would mean that we wouldn't have to compete against each other. Because no matter how insecure he is about his skills, I'm not sure I'd win against him. "We should give Kevin a chance to win too, you know." I wink at Elliot, who grins. Kevin is competing as genderswapped Violet.

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