A brief report from the central offices at Dreams Come True, Inc, headquarters of the loyal League of Mary-Sue Factories:
"Mistress! Mistress!"
The Defective was showing more agitation than her breed was prone to, waving a sheet of paper at the monitoring camera. The Venomous Tentacula sighed.
This is going to be annoying, isn't it? She tapped a spot on her desk, and the door hissed open.
Yes?"It's the PPC, mistress!" the Defective yelled, rushing into the office.
The Tentacula stiffened.
Here? NOW? Activate the emergency pods! Contact General Dandy! If they've come for vengeance, we-"Uh, no, mistress." The Defective paused to take a breath. "They're not...
here."
... don't scare me like that. The Venomous Tentacula coiled her tendrils around the legs of her desk.
Then what?"They've killed... oh, mistress..."
Is it... what's the name of Wydenbrooke's replacement? That would be a nice break..."Um. No." The Defective held out the paper. "Rose Potter, mistress.
They killed Rose Potter!"
The Tentacula's leaves rustled.
... I'm sorry, who?The Defective couldn't keep herself from blinking. "Um, one of the greatest Mary-Sues of all time? The one you referred to as 'the pride of the League', and 'the most potent creation of these Factories'?"
Oh, THAT Rose Potter. So?The Defective was floundering. "So... so we need to get revenge! They can't just DO that!"
Hmm. The Venomous Tentacula tapped at her desk again for a moment.
Why not, precisely?"Because... because... because they can't!"
I see. Behind the Defective, the door swung open again, and two of her pale 'sisters' stepped in.
Seize her, the Tentacula ordered.
"What? Mistress!" The Defective struggled against her captors, but they were just as strong as her. "I don't understand..."
We have produced thousands of Mary-Sues from this factory alone, the Tentacula explained.
The loss of one, however famous it may be, does not matter one lateral. It is as insignificant as... well, as any given Defective. She returned her attention to the other two, ignoring her former secretary's cries.
Take her away, recycle her, and appoint me a new secretary. I want to see the front desk womanned again within the hour. Understood?"Understood," the pair said in perfect unison, and dragged their over-emotional sibling out of the office.
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