Author's Note: I only messaged Flagg about this story. I didn't want to take the time and message the six others.

This story wasn't even planned two days ago. It popped up in my head.

It's another Hahadavis parody and I had to look into a few chapters of another guy's fanfiction just for inspiration purposes. I'll give you guys a hint, he was a part of the Sonic fandom before he quit writing.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy.

Flagg's House Party

"She say she too young don't want no man.

So she gon call her friends now that's a plan.

I just ordered sushi from Japan.

Now your bitch wanna kick it,

JACKIE CHAN!"

Threebranch opened up a Pandora account just for this special occasion.

Today is Flagg1991's birthday. The fanfiction writers are at his house celebrating.

In one way or another, they have all been inspired to write fanfiction because of him.

Also at the party is AberrantScript, who is dancing along with Flagg and Threebranch to the music.

The Bodacious E, Salvo1985, and LoudRisque are seen socializing and having a drink together.

Captain Dodge and Zoryan El Muerto are having pizza together and discussing new story ideas.

Flagg himself, however, is feeling differently than everyone else who is just partying in his living room.

He thinks to himself.

"Damn. Another year older, and I'm STILL broke!

I don't even know why I'm even dancing with these two idiots, this is a stupid party!

Fuck this birthday! I ain't nothing but another year closer till the day I leave this Earth! Threebranch should have NEVER thrown this party! What was he thinking!?

I FUCKING HATE THIS SONG! WHY IS HE NOT SKIPPING IT!?

That sushi from Japan's gotta be stale by the time it's delivered and he KNOWS Jackie Chan is Chinese! There's no way he could have thought he was from Japan when he first heard that!

And here I am throwing my hands up in the air like I just don't care. I DO CARE!

Guys, if you're gonna dance at MY party, at least dance like normal! I'm tired of seeing that Fortnite shit!"

Threebranch stopped dancing for a bit to pat Flagg on the back.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAN! HERE'S TO ANOTHER YEAR!"

Flagg thinks to himself again.

"I don't know why he's telling me Happy Birthday. There isn't anything to be happy about. If he touches me again, I'll make SURE he won't see another birthday!

Shit, isn't his birthday in JUNE or something? Whatever. He's got a shit taste in music anyway! If he ever invites me to a party of his, I'll just tell him that I'm busy and can't go!"

Flagg then pops the cork off a bottle of really cheap champagne, spilling half of its contents on the floor.

The music then changes to You make me feel by Cobra Starship.

"Girl I've been all over the world. Looking for you.

I'm known for taking what I think I deserve.

And you're overdue."

Taking in the new music, he thinks again.

"Okay. OKAY! Maybe his taste in music isn't as shit as I thought!

Damn. Do I really need to drink JUST because it's my birthday!?

I should be in the circus. I look like a MOTHERFUCKING CLOWN!

(SINGING)

Everything you know, I'm flipping upside down!

Take you 'round the world.

You know I like it LOUD!

Tell me what you want cause we can do just what you like!

Damn, how OLD am I!? I'm willing to bet my FUCKING KEYBOARD that everybody else in this house doesn't know either! I definitely didn't tell them my age.

None of them even called ahead so they could purchase number candles to put on a cake or anything like that. I wouldn't have minded calculating my age using my drivers licence.

Hell, none of them even called me AT ALL! They all just showed up at my house unannounced!

I was just about to call the fucking cops when I noticed all those cars in my driveway, FUCK!

I was just about to watch 'Escape Room,' too. It's a one day rental and I got to work all day tomorrow. When I go to return the movie and the clerk over at the store says, 'How was the movie?' I'll say, 'I don't know, seven guys and a work day stopped me from watching it!'

This isn't even a party, it's a broke get together. All those bottles they brought me, I'm gonna take them back to the store and get the money back."

He then takes a drink, trying to drown his sorrows.

"Okay, this is really starting to get out of hand. Salvo is over there smoking a knife as if he thinks it makes him look cool and Abby is wearing MY lampshade on his head while dancing like Silent Fucking Bob!

WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS!? SQUIDWARD!?"

Flagg then walks over to Threebranch's laptop and shuts it, stopping the music.

"ALRIGHT! EVERYBODY GET OUT!"

"What? Why, Flagg? The party's just started!" Said AberrantScript

"WE'RE IN A P.W.N.G! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

"Okay, someone tell me, what does P.W.N.G. even stand for?" Said Zoryan

"A PARTY WITH NO GIRLS!" Shouted Flagg.

Suddenly, a Lincoln Loud in his mid 20's teleported to Flagg's living room.

"KRONOS!" Shouted Threebranch.

"FINALLY! I'M IN THE REAL WORLD!" Shouted Lincoln 'Kronos' Loud. A creation of Threebranch and the main protagonist in 'Things are Happening!'

During his state of bliss, however, Lincoln was then slapped in the face by Flagg.

"THE FUCK YOU ARE! YOU CAN GET THE FUCK OUT TOO!"

Unknown to Flagg, however, the moment his hand made contact with Lincoln's face, all his stories: The 'Cest Kids, Night of the Bimbo Sisters and its sequel, A House Divided, Pedophile… ALL OF THEM! We're magically implanted in Lincoln's mind in the timespan of that one second.

He fell to the floor. The scream he gave out… was deafening. One might even say Loud.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"GOD! MY EARS!"

Every fanfiction writer in that party covered their ears but it did almost nothing.

"Threebranch! Threebranch! Threebranch!" Lincoln is yelling for his author like he's about to die and is begging for his life.

"What? What do you want me to do?"

"Control your friend! He's crazy!"

Threebranch snapped back at his own creation.

"BITCH! None of this would have happened if you just stayed in your side of the story instead of crossing over to mine! Now you know the TRUE power of fanfiction writers! GET THE FUCK OUT!"

"Threebranch… I… I'm sorry."

"GET THE FUCK OUT AND RUN TO YOUR DADDY! RUN TO YOUR DADDY, KRONOS! WE DON'T NEED YOU HERE!"

Regretting his actions, Lincoln teleports away from Flagg's living room. And his life.

"Sorry you had to see all that, Flagg. He'll get over those stories of yours."

He turns his attention to the other writers.

"Okay everyone, party's over. Let's get out of Flagg's house and work on some more stories."

Nodding in agreement the six guys follow Threebranch out of the house while Flagg just stood there staring at his hand. Taking in the fact that he has a superpower he can use against fictional characters.

He then realizes something.

"Damn! I should have forced them to clean up all this mess first!"