Author-chan: I'M ABOUT 98.9% SURE THAT MOST OF MY READERS ARE DONE WITH MY AUTHOR NOTES, AND PROBABLY THIS BOOK AS A WHOLE, SO IMMA JUST ATTEMPT TO MAKE ANOTHER CHAPTER.
Bill: NAH, THEY DON'T HATE YOU. YOU'RE JUST A SUCKY AUTHOR.
Dipper: Rude but true... Sorry, man.
Mabel: SHE IS FABULOUS HOW DARE YOU.
Swag-chan: JUST GET ON WITH IT, JEEBUS.
Author-chan: RIGHT. SO THIS IS A QUESTION. Can you guys communicate with other AU's of you?
Dipper: Like deer me? Or siren me? Yeah, but we don't talk... It's weird to talk to yourself, after all.
Bill: PIRATE ME IS SEXIER THAN NORMAL ME. IT OFFENDS ME.
Will: Uh... W-well, we're a-a-already AU's, s-so...
Tyrone: Yep.
Author-chan: WELL THAT WAS A BORING ANSWER. Also why DAFUQ am I talking in caps like
Swag-chan: Because you yell when you talk.
Author-chan: OH YEAHH. ANYWAY, LETS ADD SOMETHING MORE INTERESTING TO THIS GAME. LETS PLAY F*CK MARRY KILL.
Bill: TWO OF THOSE THINGS SOUND FUN, AND THEY DO NOT START WITH M.
Author-chan: Okaaaay... Moving on. Dipper! Out of Sebastian, Ciel, and Will, who would you f*ck, marry, or kill?
Dipper: Uhh... Kill Sebastian, sorry man...
Sebastian: *innocent smile* I take no offense to that.
Dipper: Marry Ciel I guess...?
Ciel: *shivers*
Dipper: ...This is weird...
Bill: WOW. F*CK MY TWIN. CLASSY.
Dipper: ITS ONLY BECAUSE HES CLOSEST TO YOU!
Author-chan: MHM SURE WEIRDO.
Tyrone: *bites Will's hair* Mine.
Will: ...
Author-chan: WTF *sprays Tyrone with a water bottle* BAD DOG. OOO! BRAINWAVE! NEXT CHAPTER WILL FEATURE SOME REOCCURRING GUESTS, AND WE SHALL HAVE A ROUND OF ULTIMATE F*CK, MARRY, KILL.
Swag-chan: In other words, we have about as many ideas as Buzzfeed Video.
Author-chan: SAD BUT TRUE. ALSO, SOMEONE GET BUZZFEED SOME ICE COS WE JUST ROASTED THEM.