Story just made for the concept: Human Digitization Guide
Kinger saw a round, cartoonish bomb drop into his hands, the fuse lit. "Absolute bliss!" Sang Caine, his dramatic villain number blaring through the whole of the circus. "Wait! Wait! Cut, cut cut!" The jazzy backing track screeched to a stop as Caine waved his arms in an exaggerated "no" motion. Kinger stood there, awkwardly holding the bomb as it was about to blow. "Do you want this?" Kinger asked, holding it up to Caine. "What?! The fuse is still active?! I said CUT!" The fuse drooped sadly in response to Caine's shouting. "Bombington, you're fired!" "B-but I helped you through college-!" The bomb piped up. "Don't make this any harder than it needs to be Bombington! Just go!" The bomb- or, "Bombington", apparently, -hopped out of Kinger's hands and rolled away. "Sorry you had to see that, Kinger. But- that line got me thinking! If I know how to make you feel bad, then how about I just do that in reverse, and instead of hating me, you'll be obsessed with me!"
"Thank you for your input, Kinger." With a twirling teleport, he arrived in his office, looking through his files on each player. "Now who to help first...?" He shrugged, covering his eyes with his hand and pointing at the files randomly. "Eeney, meeney, miney, moe, moe junior, moe senior, doug... I choose...! Doug." He had landed on Gangle. "Ah, Gangle! I wonder what could possibly... I know!"He snapped, teleporting both her sketchbooks into his hands and beginning to leaf through them. Eventually, his eyes lit up. He teleported over to Gangle. "Gangle! I knew you loved me and my adventures! They're all over your secret sketchbook!" Gangle's eyes went wide as dinnerplates, her life flashing before her eyes. "Y-YOU WENT THROUGH MY SECRET SKETCHBOOK?!?" Caine didn't seem to register her panic. "Yyyup! And this 'HDG' thing is all over! It stands for 'huhmazing digital gircus' I presume!" Gangle nervously laughed. "I-it stands for 'human domestication guide'... i-it was this... um-... fanfiction about plant aliens who keep humans as pets a-and, um... I-it's okay- I don't think you'd like it-!" Caine grabbed her by her ribbon-shoulders "Nonsense, Gangle! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I'll like ANYTHING to get you to like me! ANYTHING!" "Um, Caine, are you oka-" "IN FACT, I'LL MAKE IT REAL! ALL THE FANTASIES IN YOUR SKETCHBOOK! REAL!" "W-WAIT! CAINE! I-I-!"
"Dang. Right after that flash of light, he just... left?" Zooble asked, cocking their head. "Well, I mean, yeah, unless someone else has seen him." A quick glance around and her peers proved to Gangle that noone had. "Um... guys...? My eye fell out during the musical number and I was trying to see if there was a Zooble part I could use as a replacement and..." Ragatha held up an unmistakably phallic attachment. "Oh, crap! He really DID read your sketchbook!" Snickered Jax as he elbowed Gangle. Suddenly, vines launched from a random door in the circus and yanked Gangle and Zooble into the room that the door had led to. Gangle fell to her knees when she realized what she was looking at. It was an Affini. As ethereally beautiful as the fics had told her, standing tall above her and Zooble. "G-Gangle- what is that?!" They whispered in an utter panic. "I-it's an Affini. ...l-long story, but, I think they're here because... they were in my sketchbook..." "Okay... so... if it's from your sketchbook then that's why it took you, but... why me?" The mass of vines and greenery laughed at Zooble's question, their whole body shaking in amusement. "Why, you're pinnates, silly!" It said. Gangle looked to Zooble. "Someone having a 'pinnate' means that... they're so deeply bonded with someone that they just... can't possibly be happy when separated from them."
"You... feel that way about me?"
Zooble put their hand around Gangle's.