"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Miku asked, sitting down on the sofa next to her sisters as Yotsuba finished setting something up on the TV.

"Well, if we're in a manga (see chapter 3 of this story), then I'm sure that some people have written stories about us...aside from Haruba-sensei, of course." The fourth replied, taking a seat between Miku and Itsuki. "So, there's bound to be some interesting ones, right?"

"And there's going to be a lot of unfinished ones." Nino protested, but Yotsuba pushed forward, opening up a website and searching for their manga's name.

"Note: Just thought this would be fun, no offense meant." Yotsuba said, speaking into nothing and getting confused looks from her sisters.

"Let's start with the oldest one from the site." Ichika suggested, going to the last page. "Queen Ghidorakano by Bakaoniisan. Here we go." She said, yawning as the words appeared on the TV.

Queen Ghidorakano

"Mothraiha...that seems to work a little too well." Yotsuba commented, turning over to look at Itsuki who was pinching her stomach. "Is something wrong?"

"Why am I always portrayed as a glutton?"

"Now, now. We've only just begun, there's bound to be some story that's about you." Miku said, scrolling to find a story matching that criterion. "See? Somebody named Tusk Act IV made one. Though I do wonder why it's called..."

Rinse and Repeat

"Whhaaaa!" Itsuki cried, covering her ears as Nino and Ichika kept reading the work of fiction. "Stop! Please stop! This is highly inappropriate!" She said, joined by the fourth sister who had a small trail of blood dripping down from her nose.

"My, my. Itsuki-chan. You've been such a bad girl~" Ichika teased, taking passing control of the next story to Nino as she stood up and walking over to tease the youngest by tracing her nails on Itsuki's skin.

"Here's one about me." Nino called out, pointing to a story called...

Responsibility

"What the fuck!? I'm not like that, this author's got some nerve." Exclaimed, slamming balled fists repeatedly into the couch.

"Well, you did drug him." Miku rebutted. "Twice, if the manga is to be believed."

"And you are a bit...aggressive..." Itsuki muttered, still reeling from the previous story. "A-Anyway, it's Yotsuba's turn to pick."

"What? Me? Well, let's see here..." Yotsuba looked closely, thinking it over and ultimately deciding on a story titled...

Isekai'd

"Be honest, Yotsuba, did you pick this just because it's like one of your manga?" Ichika asked while the words loaded in. "Or because the author likes you the most?"

"A bit of both." The fourth quint admitted, raising her arms up in guilt. "Give it a shot, let's see where it goes."

After reading to chapter 4

"What!? That's where it ends!?" They all exclaimed, all hanging by the edge of the sofa. Yotsuba shot up, stomping angrily at something...in the room. "Yotsubrain, you better get back to writing! This was so good." She yelled, pouting before sitting down and glancing at the title of the story the youngest quint decided on...

"Yotsubrain-kun mentioned somebody named Xiuzou. He's written quite a bit himself, maybe he's..."

"No!" Yotsuba yelled, startling the star wearing sister to the point where she dropped the mouse she was using to scroll through the website. "Try that one with Nino as the thumbnail...Burning the midnight oil..."

"If we read that, we'd be here forever. Pick something short." Ichika commented, looking at the clock on her phone worryingly.

"Ichika has a job, I almost forgot about that." Miku spoke softly. "How about affection meter? Or Five Equal Angels?" She gave her own suggestions. One by one, they kept listing stories they'd like to read.

"You can all read those in your own time." Itsuki argued. "For my choice, we're reading..."

The Conquest of Uesugi

"See, that wasn't so bad, right?" Itsuki turned, finding her sisters glancing down at their phones or sleeping. In hindsight, reading a history book to people who don't enjoy studying may not have been the best idea. The only one that seemed to pay attention was Miku.

"He did well to rewrite it like a historical journal." The third commented, standing up and waking the others. "Though, now I'm curious. Why did Yotsuba not want us to read that one author's work?"

"Shall we find out?" Itsuki said, moving the cursor over the story titled...

"No!" Yotsuba shot awake, switching off the tv and the computer hooked up to it. "No, no, no!" Yotsuba yelled, waking the first and second quints with the noise. She reached her hand to the ground, pulling them into...

...the next scene. The sound of her sisters sleeping made Yotsuba sigh in relief. The night sky made her smile, seeing as it was just before noon before she pulled her stunt. "I did what you asked me to." She said to nobody.

A/N: Thanks Yotsuba. you're a lifesaver.

"You owe me one, Xiuzou-san." She spoke to nothing once again. "By the way, you, Mr reader. Thanks for reading this, and both Xiuzou-san and I think you should read the stories here. They're really good. And no offense to the authors of the stories mentioned here."

A/N: Isn't that supposed to be my line? Anyway, I just thought it'd be something fun to write. I'm sorry, and thank you to the authors.