Help! My Fictional Knight Is Real?!
Chapter 1
[Seren’s Room – Past Noon]
Seren is peacefully sleeping, burrito-wrapped in her blanket, with zero plans of waking up anytime soon
Something heavy crashes to the floor
Seren wagner (fl)
(mumbling, half-asleep) Mmm… earthquake?
She rolls over, unbothered
Deep, unfamiliar voice: …Where am I?
Seren wagner (fl)
(groggy) Huh?
Her vision is blurry, but there’s definitely someone standing in her room. A tall, armored figure with a sword. A very real-looking sword
Seren wagner (fl)
(squinting) …Is this a dream?
She rubs her eyes. When she looks again, the man is still there
A man with golden-brown hair, stormy gray eyes, and a face straight out of a fantasy novel
Seren wagner (fl)
(still half-asleep) …Why do you look like Keiran Valtor?
The man frowns, gripping his sword
Kieran Valtor (ml)
Who are you? Where is this place?
Then, realization slams into her like a truck
Seren wagner (fl)
(bolting upright) WHAT THE—?!
Kieran moves instantly, raising his sword
Kieran Valtor (ml)
(serious) Enemy attack?
Seren wagner (fl)
ENEMY WHAT?! (panicked) PUT THE SWORD DOWN!
Kieran lowers it slightly, but his gaze stays sharp
Kieran Valtor (ml)
Explain yourself. Are you a sorceress?
Seren wagner (fl)
(offended) EXCUSE ME?!
Kieran scans the room, eyes narrowing at the glowing computer screen, posters, and fairy lights
Kieran Valtor (ml)
(muttering) Strange magic…
Seren wagner (fl)
STRANGE—THIS IS A NORMAL BEDROOM?!
Kieran Valtor (ml)
(calmly) Then where am I?
Seren wagner (fl)
(whispering) …Oh my god
Kieran Valtor (ml)
You are trembling. Are you injured?
Seren wagner (fl)
NO, I’M HAVING A CRISIS
Kieran Valtor (ml)
I see. What is a… ‘crisis’?
Seren wagner (fl)
(muttering) I was just writing… I was thinking about Keiran… and now…
Kieran Valtor—her Kieran Valtor—is standing in her room.
Looking at her like she just accused him of treason.
Kieran Valtor (ml)
(serious) You know my name
Seren wagner (fl)
(panicking) I—NO—MAYBE?!
Kieran Valtor (ml)
(suspicious) Are you a spy?
Seren wagner (fl)
FOR WHO?! THIS IS LITERALLY MY BEDROOM?!
Kieran scans the room again—his gaze pausing at her laptop, bookshelf, and the massive character poster of him on her wall
Kieran stares directly at the artwork of himself, wearing his knight uniform, looking all broody and majestic.
Kieran Valtor (ml)
…Why is my image displayed on your wall?
Kieran Valtor (ml)
Explain
Seren wagner (fl)
(dying inside) I can’t
Kieran Valtor (ml)
Then I shall investigate myself
Seren wagner (fl)
WAIT, NO—
Kieran reaches for her laptop.
Seren lunges forward and slams it shut before he can see her 80,000-word document of Kieran x Reader fanfiction.
Seren wagner (fl)
THAT IS PRIVATE.
Kieran raises an eyebrow at her sudden aggression
Kieran Valtor (ml)
You are behaving strangely. Are you hiding something?
Seren wagner (fl)
YES—WAIT, NO—UGH, I MEAN—
Kieran’s gaze sharpens, but before he can question her further…
A loud knock comes from the door.
Eleanor Wagner (fl mom)
Seren? Why are you yelling?
Kieran immediately tenses, gripping his sword.
Kieran Valtor (ml)
(serious) An intruder?
Seren wagner (fl)
(horrified) THAT’S MY MOM, DON’T KILL HER.
Kieran Valtor (ml)
…Your what?
Eleanor Wagner (fl mom)
Seren?
How the heck is she going to explain this?!
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