The Official Fanfiction Academy of Chrono Trigger

Chapter One

And So It Begins

"Ow ow ow-ow-ow-ow" Charlotte moaned. Saying that she hurt was the understatement of the year.

What? she thought. The last thing she could remember was a large party at her friend Becca's house, and the writing of some fanfiction that she couldn't remember anything about.

Suddenly, there was a flash of negative light, and an imposing figure stood in her bedroom door.

"Are you Angleic_lair'?" he asked.

"It's Angelic_layer'," she corrected. He blinked and checked a piece of paper he held.

"It says Angleic_lair' here," he said, and then sighed. "Another person who forgets about spell check."

If she weren't in so much pain, Charlotte would've asked who this person was, and why he was avoiding light like a vampire.

"Right," he sighed heavily. "You've been accepted into the Official Fanfiction Academy of Chrono Trigger, or OFAC. It's not difficult, believe me. Anyway, here is your application." A rather large sheet of paper glided from his gloved hand and landed on Charlotte's dresser.

"I would suggest packing something. If you place it by your bedside you won't have to owe money. Someone will pick you up later. I would not forget, as Miss Cerberus is about lending money."

With another painful flash of negative light, the man was gone. Charlotte blinked, and digested the new information. Once her brain finally registered it (which was about twenty minutes later), she realized that she had just had a strange person appear right in her room. She vaguely considered contacting the authorities, but forgot that because she would have to move to get to the phone. Moving was not high on her list of priorities right then. At least, it wasn't until she felt a rather agonizing rumble in her stomach.

Charlotte grabbed the edge of her bed and pulled herself up. She landed with a surprisingly loud thud. Then, clutching her dresser's corner with both hands, she began to drag herself to her feet. Unfortunately, the application form was right where her hands were. They slipped off the dresser, and she landed on the floor again. The paper floated down and lay perfectly on her aching back.

Charlotte sat there for a few minutes, cursing everything from dressers to application forms to weird people. After a moment of silence, Charlotte felt a sharp prick in her side. She sat up very quickly and succeeded in hurting her back even further.

"Did you just poke me with your edges?" she accused the paper. It didn't reply.

She attempted to ignore the application form. But, before she knew it, a pen was in her hand and she was writing her name on the paper and filling out the questions. On the back of the enrollment form there was list of supplies. Charlotte skimmed it rather quickly. The materials were basic things, like pencils, pens, some kind of bag, heavily stocked first-aid kit

She began to gather some clothes and things to shove in a suitcase. Then, she paused to consider that last item.

"A heavily stocked first-aid kit?" she asked. "What I am officially afraid. I was scared before because I was actually taking this seriously, but now I think I'm off the deep end."

She turned back to where she had set the application form, but all that was left was the list of supplies. The other side was completely blank.

"Itdisappeared," she blinked a few times and turned the sheet over in her hands.

[A/N- I don't own Chrono Trigger. Nor do I own the concept of a fanfiction university, for it belongs to the incredible Miss Cam. I am not worthy to shine her shoes.]