The worst thing ever

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The worst thing ever
Summary
fuckin what it says on the tin my lads, these were made in a round-robin style with franticfanfic.com and you all deserve to read this mastery. or the one where every chapter is a different drabble crack crossover
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Chapter 6

ITLE: Shall I compare thee to a little chef?
FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: william shakespeare, remy the rat
WRITERS: arson ;), sissy, spicy
RATED ALL AGES
William sighed after another show well done and returned to his quarters.
"Off to write another banger, Will, my boy?" asked the inkeeper.
"Verily!" He replied, and shut the door tight.
Nobody can know his secret. From within his trifold hat he drew Remy, his little companion with the true talent of a playwrite.
"How is it that thee, a little rat
can create a sonnet and a show
so astounding that the public cries
out that I am meant to cross the globe?"
He asked. Remy tugged on the meager hairs of his balding scalp. Not long now until the farce would be over; until he would not have enough to tug to make stories flow from his pen like masterpieces. His arm, by the rat's creed, raised to his quill.
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As he picked up the utensil, he sighed and put tip to paper. The rat tirelessly pulled and paced across his scalp, working his magic. The famous 'playwright' gazed at the parchment, mesmerized by the strange symbols that his own hand seemed to forge. He stared intently at the scribbles, trying make sense of the markings.
"'Tis a tragedy, friend. I never shall unravel the mysteries and masteries of the mind of thee. If only I had attended school."
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"True talent is nothing that can be taught in a schoolhouse William. All of my prose stems from my very soul, as if I were God's one creation put on this earth to create the most magnificent of art."
"I suppose you are correct dear Remmington, for I, William Shakespeare, could never strive to reach the talented writing of a rat I found in the gutter. Even with proper education."
The two write into the latest hours of the night, and the earliest hours of the morn'. As his hands move across the parchment Will stares out the window of his room. He imagines a world where the truth is revealed, where all of England knows the great works of William Shakespeare were truthfully those of a rat upon the head of a balding man. His reputation, his livelihood, would be ruined. He prays he will never live to see the day, and vows he will do all in his power to prevent so from happening.

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