A/N- Oh god I haven't been on this site for so long! Long story short, my phone had space shortage problem and I to delete some of my apps, including this one sadly. But I got all of your messages and whenever one from this story popped up, I felt so bad! But I managed to save up enough space for games I enjoy, and this. I'm sorry for the wait and please enjoy this wacky story! Please don't kill me!

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Carrie fumbled with the remote then a loud BUZZ sound broke through.

"Hello, you've reached the Shipping Carrie, how may I help you?" Carrie drew her phone from her pocket in her sweatshirt.

"Huh. Okay. Yeah Writing Carrie, you should be scared. That dude put up a freaking poll. Scared you into writing this," Carrie muttered.

JC turned around and whispered, "We're fictional too."

"WHAT?! DO YOU REALIZE WHAT I WENT THROUGH JUST TO BRING HIM HERE?! NOW YOU'RE TELLING ME TO TAKE HIM BACK? ARE YOU CRAZY WRITING CARRIE?!" Carrie shrieked.

"I don't care about the Left Carrie, Writing Carrie! I'll be dead, and this whole mission will go down in smoke!" She wailed.

"Why? What happened to Writing Carrie? Is she being lazy like writing pointless stuff instead of writing the actual content the readers want to read again?" JC asked, backing away.

"Yes, and no. She says that Left Carrie is going crazy at Season Two and the new ships. Says I need to be accurate, but this is Season One! One!" Carrie yelled.

"And you're angry because . . . ? You love shipping. Your name is Shipping Carrie," JC continied to try to calm her down.

"And I gathered the Season One ships, but now I need to gather the Season Two ships! Okay, Ali you're going home," Carrie snapped, marching over to Rose and Ali.

"What do you think she means by that?" Marinette whispered, her target Alya, but Adrien interjected.

"JC said that we're all fictional so, I guess that there can be different planes of fiction? Like in our world we would have more power over them, but here, they have the power," he whispered.

"And how do you know that?" she whispered back, watching Carrie unlock Ali and hand him to JC.

She skipped over to Nathanial and Juleka and asked, "Hey, what about Nathanial? He's going to be lonely now. I'm letting this one slid, but I haven't even seen footage of this kid."

She grabbed their chains and unlocked, dragging Juleka over to Rose. Carrie plopped the raven haired girl next to the blonde.

"That's what I asked! Oh, wait I know what you're trying to do! Trying to stall from writing the actual chapter! Okay, then! Two can play at this game! JC! Start the show! Now! Quickly! I'm taking Ali back home!" Carrie traded the remote for Ali and dragged him off into the darkness.

JC shrugged and pressed a few buttons until Netflix popped up on the screen.

"This can't be real! We're actually a show?" Max cried.

"And I'm guessing that I'm the auidence's favorite?" Cholé jeered.

"Eee! I can't wait for this! Marinette, you know how much I want to learn Ladybug's identity!" Alya squealed.

"Come Writing Carrie stop putting unless content before the good stuff, are you trying to scare our readers off?" JC glared at the ceiling and pressed play.