The teenagers were all standing outside, bleary-eyed and confused, talking amongst themselves. Behind them, the previously roaring flames were just about settled down, the men and woman of the fire department working tirelessly to destroy the flames.

Somewhere out of sigh, a freshman watched the scene with an annoyed expression, before turning it on the two people behind her, "Really, guys? Setting my dorm on fire? Really?"

The yellow cat-like creature pouted at her with arms crossed, looking just about as pleased as she was, "Hey, you started it. You're the one making all those stupid stories."

"They're. Just. STORIES!"

The two glared each other down, each with equal and intense fury. The third party, a small robot, blinked as he simply alternated his gaze between the two of them, attempting to decide which one to side with. On one hand, they did unjustly burn down her dorm. But she did create those... interesting stories about the two of them. But he was the robot's best friend... but she was simply a college student...

Decisions, decisions.

Meanwhile, the human girl and feline male continued squabbling, "I can't believe you! Just asking me and maybe bribing me with POPCORN would've made me stop writing fanfiction! But NO... instead you burn down my place of residence. Just for that, I'm not going to stop," Her eyes narrowed in determination, darkening in rage, "In fact, just for this little stunt I'm NEVER going to stop!"

"Please, madam, we apologize for the damage-"

"A little late for sorry now that you've burned down EVERYTHING I OWN!"

The girl huffed and puffed, attempting to calm her rage while the robot and feline in front of her simply stared. Finally, the feline sighed, "Okay, maybe I got a little out of hand-"

"A LITTLE?!"

"BUT," He added hastily, "I am sorry. We'll- we'll replace your stuff. And you," He sighed, "You can keep writing stories..."

The girl crossed her arms, a bit satisfied but still miffed, "I don't need your permission to keep writing stories. How about this? I'll keep my mouth shut, you'll replace my stuff, and we'll pretend none of this ever happened... and you give me your pyrociter."

"WHAT?"

"Ratchet," The robot snapped warningly, having apparently chosen a side, "Just give her what she wants and we can go home."

The feline pouted, annoyed, before he sighed, ears bend and head turned, "...fine. Just take it."

The fire-based weapon was placed into the teenage girl's awaiting arms. She gave them a lop-sided grin and tried to position the device properly in her arms, only to fumble with the device. It... turned out to be surprisingly heavy. After positioning it somewhat comfortably, she smiled confidently at the heroes and said, "Thanks."

The two opposite of her nodded, not quite happy by the arrangement but not terribly upset with it, either. What was the worst she could do?

"Hey, guys!" A man clothed in green snuck out from behind a nearby dumpster, "Have you finished talking to that chick with the slash fetish?"

The girl's eyes narrowed as he continued talking. When the man got close enough, she 'accidentally' pressed the trigger, raining fire upon the superhero.

Ratchet and Clank could only watch as the Authoress continued to chase Qwark around with the pyrociter. This was definitely the worst idea they'd ever had.

Disclaimer: Ratchet and Clank and the OTP Challenge do not belong to me.

Authoress' Notes: In which the girl writer refuses to use this prompt to its fullest potential.

What did I do good on?: NOT writing something "hot".

What did I fail on?: Investing any time in this last prompt.

Final Thoughts?: This was... okay. It was something to do. But I really should be putting some work into other things. At the very least, I had fun. And that's what mattered, right?

Final Stats (As of September 6, 2013):

Favorite Chapter: After thinking about it for a while... it's probably Chapter Two: Cuddling. Chapters One, Twelve and Twenty-Nine were also considered.

Least Favorite Chapter: Probably... Chapter Twenty-Eight.

Word Count: 31,162

Reviews: 70

Favorites: 9

Follows: 9

Random Question for Reviewers: What was your LEAST favorite chapter and why?