[ WP ] A narrator shows up to narrate a story only to find there 's another narrator . They begin fighting each other for control over the plot , and the characters are already fed up with it .

A man was standing in the middle of nothing, like a pen hovering above a blank paper. After looking around, thinking, muttering few words to himself, he then started to speak. 
 
 As he spoke, the whiteness around him started to be filled with a scenery, characters started appearing like magic, and quickly the whole space around him was alive, full of details, excitement. Every phrase that left the man ’ s mouth would become reality in front of him, characters following the actions dictated by him, scenery changing in the blink of the eye. 
 
 But an *ahem* disrupted the flow of the scene and the man ’ s words. 
 
 “ Excuse me, but who are you? ” – It was another man, very alike to the first man. 
 
 “ Wait, **who** are you? ” 
 
 “ Doesn ’ t it seem obvius? I ’ m the Narrator. And what a mess did you make! ” 
 
 “ No, I ’ m the narrator. Not you. Did you fell and hit hard your head? ” 
 
 “ No, I didn ’ t. I ’ m certainly sure you are in the wrong story and you are messing with my story. ” 
 
 “ This is my story. Not yours. Now leave before you make a confusion and disrupt all my hard work. ” 
 
 The first man looks at the second, as if he was daring the other to open his mouth. What he didn ’ t expect was the second man not only opened his mouth, but everything that left his mouth was made reality around him. He looks very surprised and then angry, because now his hard work is been disrupted and thrown away. 
 
 He looks again at the second man, with anger in his eyes, and with a raised voice, start changing the story, regaining control. Soon, both are raising even more the voice, trying to win the control over the story, while the characters soon saw there was no sense in trying to follow the narrator ’ s voice. 
 
 Quickly, the characters get impatient, after all, they need to appear in other stories and need the money. 
 
 “ Hey, let ’ s get over it, please! We have other stories to be in! ” 
 
 “ For fuck ’ s sake, just let it go and narrate the fucking story! ” 
 
 “ Come on, we don ’ t have all day! ” 
 
 Both men ignore all the pleas from the characters, as they were immensely focused on winning the upper hand and controlling for once and all the story. 
 
 Most of the characters already gave up and left the story, going into another story, leaving only a group of 4 characters who decided to stay around, since one was injured, but not bleeding and the two others only need one more story to go home. 
 
 The injured character tries to interrupt both men, but no success at all. He then noticed there is a few useful objects around him, but as the narrators are still trying to win control over the story, the objects disappear only to reappear seconds later or they would be flickering, making it hard to grab and keep them on your hands, like slippery sand. 
 
 After what seemed very long minutes, a loud popping sound scared all of them, making the whole ambient silent. 
 
 “ Hey, look! We can kill the narrators! ” – One of the characters screamed. 
 
 The surviving narrator looks scared at him and then at the dead narrator. He tries to speak a couple of times, with no sound leaving his mouth. He barely was blinking his eyes. The other two characters looks surprised at the third character, who was holding a gun and then at the dead body, which slowly start to disappear. 
 
 “ So, let ’ s get it over with? We lost too much time! ” 
 
 The narrator nodding clears his throats and as soon he spoke the first syllabus, someone interrupted him. 
 
 “ I ’ m sorry sir, but are you sure you are in the right story? I was informed this story was mine. ” 
 
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 I feel I could have done a better job, but well.... This is what I could came up with. 

