Goosebumps: A Champ × Reader Fanfic. \\completed//

I just wanted a pic for my Instagram

After getting saved by that random dude, I found out that the random dude was Hannah's dad. We got in his car and he started to blow up.

"You just had to pick the Abominable Snowman of Pasadena?! You couldn't of just chosen Little Shop of Hamsters?"

Wait. How does he know the books? Why did he have the Goosebumps manuscripts?

"You're him, aren't you?" Zach asked. "You're R.L. Stine."

"R.L. who? I don't know who that is." Hannah's dad said.

"Oh well that's good because his books suck." Zach said.

"Um, no they don't!" I yelled at him. "Sorry." I apologized for yelling.

"I don't know which one I hate the most Monster Blood or Go Eat Worms? It's like stop trying to be Stephen King."

That's when he slammed on the brakes.

"Let me tell you something about Steve King, Steve King wishes he could write like me. I've sold way more books than than him but no one ever talked about that!" he yelled.

  "Dad your face is doing the red thing again." Hannah said.

  I couldn't help but smile. Champ and I started to fangirl.

"WAIT YOU'RE HIM! R.L. STINE! REALLY?!" We yelled in harmony. 

"Can I have a picture?" Champ asked. "No." R.L. said.                                                                                     "C'MON  I know you want to." Champ said.

Champ took the picture which blinded Stine. He yelled at Champ and I just laughed.

"Sorry, I just wanted to post it on my Instagram." He said in defense.

"Oh is that all? Can I see your phone?" Stine asked. Champ smiled and handed Stine his phone. Stine took the phone, threw it out the window, and drove off.

Champ looked so upset and I gave him a little pat on his shoulder. We pulled up in the driveway and we got out of the car. Zach slammed the door closed with Champ still in the car, I opened it for him and laughed.

"What do we do know?" Zach asked.

"You go home, put your p.j.'s on, and go nap-nap. In the morning this will all be a bad dream. Hannah, let's go!" Stine said.

"I-I'm sorry." Hannah said. She followed her dad in the house and left the three of us in the driveway.

"So, what do we do now?" Champ asked.

Zach and I walked to the house. "Wait!" Champ yelled.

  We entered the house and heard Hannah and Stine talking. We entered a room and saw Stine, he picked up a vase and threw it at a wall 3 feet away from us.

He turned around, shocked, "I could have killed you!"

"What? How? That was a terrible throw." We said.

Sorry I took so long! More on the way!!!