I. Don't. Write.

"What the hell is this Karma!?"

The words were expected but it still had an effect.

"I just thought you'd like to read it is all."

Bytha Book was a good friend of Clean Karmas, but he still gawked at his friend, "You thought? This thing has literally know thought in it. Saying that you were thinking while writing this is false advertising!"

Karma, a black unicorn stallion with similar black mane, simply stared at his accuser, unamused.

"Look, I like it, it's not like it's really a story or anything. It's just a bunch of ideas that were running through my head."

"Tripping around in your head is more like it." Bytha Book had a brown coat and green mane, his cutie mark was a book mark with a crossed out 'A' on it. Clean Karma adjusted his glasses and remained silent.

"For example, the first chapter is in all caps. 'SLAP!!'? Is that the best you could think of?"

"I wasn't really paying attention to the titles. Some of the titles were made before the story."

"Hmm. This chapter about Appleslice isn't terrible once you get to the action part of it. But it's still a compilation of retarded stories."

Karma shook his head, "I believe the word is actually Anthology. A friend told me that. True Boo or something--"

"I don't care!"

"And I don't write."

Bytha faceslaped hard enough to hurt himself, "Then there's the title of the story itself. I don't Write is literally a lie! You can't do that!"

Karma shook his head and stood up, "Look it's my story and I'll write it the way I want. It's already online so there's not much that can be done about it." He then left and went to the kitchen.

Bytha continued to read and shake his head in frustration until he saw something at the bottem of the page, "What's this? Another chapter? 'I. Don't. Write.'? When did he add this?"

Author's Note

Yes, this is the last chapter, I'm not updating this anymore. Sorry. I hope you enjoyed the little adventures we had.