Not a stereotypical Mary Sue? The idea of a bumbling Sue who fails at Suishness amuses me.

But! Plothole filling! Or at least lampshade hanging.



"So, um... my mother was moonlight? How does that even work?" the Sue asked. "And why are there Legos getting married?"

"I don't think you're getting into the spirit of these things, Luna," her father said.

"And why would moonlight name me Luna, anyway?" Luna muttered, before splitting into two Lunas.

"Waugh! What's going on?" they asked in unison.

Her father chuckled. "Oh, don't worry. You're a perfectly normal girl girl."

Luna morphed back into one girl, sighed, and walked away. Sadly, she walked onto a rope made of thenth and couldn't keep her balance, so she fell off the cliff and died.

Then someone picked her up and threw her into Middle Earth, but she was already dead, so it didn't really matter.

Clear as mud

What happens when Percu gets forced to join the army of Chaos and Annabeth is under the influence of Kronos? Well tea don to find out..this ist first fanfic so pls give it a try...percabeth with hints of thalico

(Spoilers for... ehm... technically I guess everything up to Son of Neptune. But not for the most recent book, because I haven't read it yet)

"So after Pingu-"

"His name's Percy."

"Sure, whatever." The faun waved a hand dismissively. "After Percu brought the five rivers of the Underworld together, the ancient god Chaos appeared. And Chaos was like, 'Join me,' and Percu was like, 'Noooooo,' and Chaos was like, 'But thou must!' and Percu was like, 'Okay.'"

The young daughter of Ceres shook her head. "Why are we listening to this, again?"

"Because you wanted to know about the War," her friend (son of Bacchus) pointed out. "Please, do continue."

"Oh, sure." The faun beamed. "So that Annadeth girl-"

"Annabeth."

"Sure, her, she'd breathed in some of old Kronos' dust, and she was all 'I AM THE TITAN LORD REBORN', and Pingu was like, 'AND I AM THE HERALD OF CHAOS', and then..." The faun frowned and looked around. "Hey, where's my tea?"

"You finished it," said the son of Bacchus.

"Yeah, and then ate the cup," his friend added.

"Well, that won't do," the faun sniffed. "Make me some more!"

Rolling his eyes, the wine god's son picked up the kettle and poured hot water into a fresh mug, then handed it to his friend to add the leaves. The faun took the tea, sipped, and sighed contentedly. "That's good. Percabeth with just a hint of thalico - lovely. Thanks, kids."

"You're welcome, Don," the younger demigod said. "Now, the story...?"

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Come on, 'tea don to find out'? 'percabeth with hints of thalico'? This was a beverage joke waiting to happen. And the fact that there's an actual character called Don (the faun) in Son of Neptune... yeah, it wrote itself.

hS

This is my first try, so... yeah. I have no regrets. >:)

Lord of the Rings- Daughter of Moonlight

"That is it," the plastic brick groaned, while the human above him shrieked and clutched at her foot in pain. "This is the last time I'll be stepped on! No more!" The brick rolled itself upright and began chanting in a strange tongue- the ancient language of Legomancy.

There was a bang and a flash of moonlight, and the stupid, lumbering human who dared to step on the brick vanished.

"Thank goodness that's over," the Lego muttered.

Harry Potter (Drug use warning still applies.)
"Dude, boys, I swear," Draco said. His eyes were roving everywhere except the two people he was speaking to. "Potter, Weasley and Granger were having a three-way! And they're all in Hufflepuff now, and they were sitting in a Pensieve! I swear!"

Crabbe and Goyle turned to each other, very slowly, then turned back to their friend.

"Pomfrey?"

"Pomfrey."

As they began to drag Draco towards the hospital wing, he protested. "No! No, wait! 'Cause, because Potter's grandparents were there! Like, did they even get mentioned before? I don't think they have names! I swear it's all true! Guys . . ."

Harry and Hermione watched the scene play out from afar.

"I swear, Hermione, wizard-born kids just have no tolerance for pot."

"Seems not! Another toke?"

"Yes, please."

Twilight
"I'm back!"

"Hello, Bella," said Charlie Swan. "How was college?"

Bella's face fell. "Sorry, Dad. I never turned around to look back, so it just turned out to be another piece of fruit." She held up an apple.

"Oh, honey," her father said, stern but pitying, "that's three four-year periods in a row!"

Bella kept looking at the floor. "I know."

"Well, hopefully, it will work out next time. Just remember, on your first day of class, look around and make sure it's a school and not a piece of fruit."

"Okay." Bella set the apple on the dining table. She and her father stared.

"That would make for a decent-looking book logo."

"Yeah, it would."

Star Wars (Wait. Did Anakin ever even meet Grievous? Oh, right. That scene on the bridge . . .)
"You lose, General Kenobi." Grievous jabbed one tip of the electrostaff into the frontal window of the Invisible Hand. The material cracked once, twice, then shattered outwards as the air in the bridge rushed out into the vacuum of space.

Grievous allowed himself to be pulled through; he had nothing to fear from the cold, airless galaxy, unlike the two human Jedi. Moving backwards through space, Grievous watched as they fumbled for something to hold onto. He looked for a solid surface to shoot his grappling tether to—but a sudden bright light made him look back at the bridge.

Just in time to watch a blue lightsaber approach on a fast trajectory, disappearing under Grievous' chin.

Back on the ship, with the emergency blast doors having sealed the bridge again, Obi-Wan appraised his padawan with a raised eyebrow. Both Jedi had seen Grievous in two separate pieces just before they shut.

"I'm sorry, Master," Anakin said even as he began to fumble with the ship's controls. "I couldn't keep my grip."

"A shame," said Obi-Wan. "But I suppose we can't argue with seeing two powerful enemies fall in one morning."

Anakin fell silent, thinking about his murder of the captures Dooku earlier.

Behind them, Senator Palpatine smiled. He had sensed Grievous's life force fade away moments ago; now, he felt the doubt and fear in Anakin Skywalker's mind deepen further.

Good, he thought. Very good.

(Oops. that was goodfic, wasn't it? Um . . .)

Avengers
"Hi!" said Nick Furry, an anthropomorphic ermine, because ermines don't get enough publicity. "You're cute!"

"Oh, balls," moaned the frost giant. "I hope I melt soon."

"I'm going to hug you and squeeze you and love you all to bits!"

A shot rang out, and Nick Furry's head exploded.

"Ah, hell nah!" said Nick Fury. "We are not even going to entertain this prompt. Yo, frost giant: Avenger's Initiative. You in?"

"Ragnarok, yeah!"

(I think that's all I've got this time.)