I was innocently writing when I needed a break and stumbled across something- then this happened, yeah...

DISCLAIMER: I don't even own a fully functional laptop, what makes you think I own JONAS? Well just to be clear- I don't.

"What? ... That is… This is insanity... OH MY GOSH!"

Stella sighed at the latest outburst.

"Okay, Nick I give! What is it that is so shocking?"

Stella turned to see Nick in his chair, shocked. He simply pointed to the laptop he held. Stella sighed once more and trudged over to him- leaning over his shoulder to look. Stella started to read the contents and found herself stunned.

"Oh! ... Woah… that's… OH MY GOD!"

"Yeah" Nick nodded in agreement to her sentiments.

"What is this stuff?"

"FanFiction."

"So your fans…"

"yeah…"

"Do they know about your…"

"It's mentioned right there in the story!"

"But apparently your character doesn't care…"

"I care!"

"I know! But you are not- this," Stella waved her hand at the screen in an absurd fashion. "I mean that's not you at all."

"I know, but do people really think that the guys and I don't car-"

Stella shook her head. "No. They can't. No."

"But it's right here!"

"it's fiction though-"

"The author obviously thought of it."

"Nick, that's one author."

Nick clicked his mouse a few times and pointed at the screen again- watching for Stella's reaction.

"Oh- wow! That is an obscene amount of stories." Stella spoke each word slowly as she scanned the screen.

"yeah- and that isn't even the half of it!"

Nick pushed a few more buttons- Stella clapped her hand over her mouth "Oh Holy Crab!"

"I mean what am I supposed to do about, this?!" Nick waved at the screen in the same manner as Stella did previously.

Stella groaned and straightened twisting away from the screen- rubbing her temple with both hands, eye's squinted shut.

"Do what I'm doing. Try to forget you know it exists."

I wrote this with a specific type of ff in mind- but I'm curious what specific kind of ff do you think it was?