This is the story that exploits the hell out of continuity errors. Half way through, I don't even THINK this is the case anymore.

So basically, I decided to write this fic. I was then eating a sandwich and placed it down on top of my coffee mug. In which, I grabbed the coffee mug and stared at the salad dressing that was now on top of the coffee mug.

It’s been a few days since I arrived in this strange, strange world. I was certainly terrified of the things that I’ve seen so far, but it eventually switched over from being utterly scared shitless, to being curious of the surroundings around me. If it’s anything, I’d say that I’m happier to be here rather than back at home. I mean, there’s virtually no pollution, and it’s outstandingly beautiful. However, the residents here in this tiny little town are interesting to say the least.

So I made this out of more boredom, but I actually enjoyed typing it.
And Baritone read it to me. :)
This is NOT a little mermaid story. Don't let that decieve you.