New to Narraration

DISCLAIMER:

I am holding the pause button on my other stories because I'm super-lazy right now. I'll get back to it June 12-13th.

This is just a random story.

PS: I qualify it as Animal Jam related, though it does involve other stuff. And it might be trollfic material. Honestly, I don't know.

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There is always a narrator to every story. Whether the story is third person narrated or first person, if the story isn't narrated correctly; or even, at all. The story will disappear. The. End.

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Chapter One- Animal Jam
"Okay then, sis. Let's see what you got!" One of the bunnies said, as she threw a ball over her head to her sister.

"Well I bet I'm better than you!" But before she caught the ball, she looked around slowly. "Do you... hear that?"

"Hear what...? Pfft. I bet your'e just hearing things like a ghost or something." The first bunny said bravely.

"Anyways... You're proablly right. I'm sure it's only my imagina-" She stopped, and looked up at the sky, "There! I hear it again!"

"Hey...I heard something too... But I'm star-ving. Could we go in and get something to eat." One of the two bunnies asked?

The other one nodded, "Sure! I'd really like lunch at this time about now!" They both laughed and headed into their Bunny Burrow, (hopefully) not noticing the narrator.

Rosy and Twinkle Shybelle lived with their mom on the quiet of Jamaa Township. Their mother, who was a skilled botanist and gardener happened to be quite famous in Jamaa, and was usually the first one who many jammers asked for when they needed help. Their father, however, had left them after the twins were born. But the twins never remembered hi-

One of the bunnies camed rushing out again, "Rosy! I heard it again! I even heard it from inside! It's the voice again!" She waited for her sister to come out, but asked, "Watcha talkin' about Mr. Voice?"

The story, odviously. I just introduced our main char-

"Who are they?"

You two of course.

"Cool!" Her expressoin changed from excited to confused, "Were you talking about daddy?"

I shouldn't tell you.

"What?! Whyyyy?" She sighed, and then her sister and mom came out.

"Hey! Mr. Voice! Say hi to my mom and sister!"

Excuse me, but you need to atop. I have serious narration to do.

Rosy huffed, "Okay, fine. I wanted to meet Mr. Voice too."

The mother laughed, "Mr. Voice? I think you mean the narrator."

The two girls, amused both asked, "The narrator? What does he do?"

"Well...They narrate our story, from what I know."

"Cool!" Rosy said, excitement filling her eyes, "We get to have our own fairytale!"

"Well...not exactly. But something like that, yes." She nodded happily, "I can tell you more if you come inside."

Both the girls nodded, agreeing to come inside and not bug the narrator anymore. Fascinated to their mother's words, yet at the same time, scared, they vowed not to mess with the narrator anymore, knowing they would cause danger. Little did they know that their tides would change upon them from the result of their actions a month later. And then-

Excuse me, NRrator of this Story?

H-Head Narrator? W-What do you want?!

I want to talk to you about interfacing with the characters of your story. They have caused you some trouble, and you caused them some too.