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Published:
2025-08-16
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2025-09-09
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Unhinged Conversations

Summary:

In which a slightly sleep-deprived and over-caffeinated author has debates with the characters over how a story should end.

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(See the end of the work for notes.)

Chapter 1

Chapter Text

F’lon opens a chat.

F’lon: Hey, so I was thinking.

Ara, pinching the bridge of her nose: Please don’t.

F’lon: So you haven’t finished Rivals, yeah, you could totally still turn this into an AU.  I could just live in the next chapter, instead of dying.

Ara, with a long, exasperated sigh: No.  It’s canon.  You’re gonna die, Dragonboy.

F’lon: …

Ara: …

F’lon, sputtering: Did you just call me Dragonboy?

R’gul enters the chat.

R’gul: I like this one.

Ara, giving bombastic side eye: I don’t recall asking for your opinion.

F’lon: Me either.  I’m just saying it would make things so much easier if you just let me live.

R’gul: I hate to say it but he’s not wrong.

Ara: I thought you wanted to be Weyrleader?

R’gul: Not when I have to deal with all this shit.  Have you seen the mess he left me??

Jora enters the chat.

Jora: I beg your sincerest pardon.

R’gul: Look, you’re not the easiest to put up with, but I actually meant Fax and the other Lord Holders.  Not to mention F’lon’s brats.

F’lar and F’nor, in chorus, from the background: Hey!

Jora: Well, if she’s going to let F’lon live, then I demand a rewrite too.  I’m sick of being treated like garbage and I most certainly do not want to die either.

Ara: I never said anything about any of you living!

R’gul, looking nervous: I thought you said it wasn’t an AU?

Ara, sighing: Do.  Not.  Tempt.  Me.  I have enough people on AO3 doing that already.

F’lon: See?  Give the people what they want, let the hero of Pern live for a change.

Ara: …

R’gul: …

Jora: …

R’gul: Please stab him already.

Ara: Give me a minute, mate.

Jora, scowling: I’ll go find the knife.

Chapter 2

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

F’lon opens a chat.

F’lon: So, think she’ll notice?

Robinton: Nah, we’ll be fine.

F’lon: You know what to do then.

Ara enters the chat.

Ara: Excuse you both, I see everything.

F’lon: Look, you didn’t want to help us out, so we had to take matters into our own hands.  Rob, quickly before she gets any ideas.

Robinton, casually pushing Fax down a long flight of stairs: Problem solved.  Can’t kill you if he’s already dead.

Ara, sputtering: who, what, how…I did not authorize this!

Razz enters the chat.

Razz, squealing loudly: Nope, I did.  Thanks guys!

Ara: I told you not to tempt me!

In the far distance—somewhere around Australia—hysterical cackling can be heard.

Razz: You’re welcome.

F’lon and Robinton high five and exit the chat.

Ara, exhaling loudly: You are all going to be the death of me.

Notes:

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A ONE SHOT YOU GUYS.

Chapter 3

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

F’lon opens a chat.

F’lon: Told ya so.

Ara: Shut up, F’lon.

F’lon: I’m just saying, everyone wants the hero of Pern.

Ara: Shut. Up. F’lon.

Mardra enters the chat.

Mardra, slyly: I’m happy to make him shut up for you.

F’lon sputters and exits the chat.

Ara: You know what Mardra, go for it.

Mardra: It will be my pleasure.

Mardra exits the chat.  Vague shrieks for mercy can be heard in the background.

Ara, muttering under her breath: I’m sure it will be.  Gods I need more whiskey for this.

Notes:

F'lon was apparently correct about Fluffy Pern...

Notes:

I have the last chapter of Rivals done, it's the second to last that's doing my head in. Welcome to the brain rot that occurs when characters WILL NOT do what I want them to!