The Notepad - Challon MAFIA Fanfiction
Chanel and Fallon are forced to play the game of Mafia in the Library. They find a notepad and discover a mystery that changes this game for good.  (First time writing fanfiction so hopefully this isn't too terrible. I might make a part 2) (Enjoy!! Challon fluff!) <3
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“Chanel..?” Fallon asks with hesitation.Â
Fallon was confused why the sorority princess was on her knees holding a small notepad. The sketchpad itself was simple, yellow lined paper, and had only a few words written with black pen ink. The blonde looks up at Fallon eagerly taking her curious eyes off the notepad.Â
“Mhm..? Yes?” Chanel replies casually.Â
“What are you doing on the floor?” Fallon asks with a slight serious tone. She feels conflicted about the blonde willing to kneel down on the hard wood floors. She knows how serious Chanel takes her fashion, clothes, and looks. So she is willing to sacrifice these necessities for a notepad? It seems out of character.
“I found this notepad Fally-” Chanel said as she stood up to eye level with the brunette.Â
“Well I see that-” Fallon responds with annoyance and comes to a halt, “Go ahead darling.” Fallon sighs, fixing her attitude. Chanel caught this and leaned over to kiss Fallon on her left cheek. Fallon becomes rosie pink at the sign of affection. “What? I thought you had authority!” Chanel teases with a smirk. “Just- Just tell me what is going on-” the brunette said, taking the notepad from her girlfriend's hand. Chanel giggles.Â
The yellow lined notepad had a few words written in black ink.Â
Athena is Mafia. Â
Fallon glances quickly back at her. Chanel nods as she reaches to squeeze Fallon’s hand with subtle intent. Fallon nods back with a gulp, “I thought so” she said. “We don’t know for certain-” Chanel frowned. Fallon knew of Athena’s suspicious nature, but she did not want another to die innocent. Fallon examines the notepad once again. She flipped through the yellow pages, most of them were blank. However, some pages had words with the same black ink.Â
Fallon cleared - Judge
Luke cleared - Doctor
Chanel cleared - Suppressor
Mia suspicious - Civillian
The list goes on to name others and their roles, but it is important to note that this wasn’t an ordinary notepad. “There’s multiple names here, saying who's cleared, who isn’t- ect” She said. “Who would have access to a notepad? They didn’t give us.. Ohh” Chanel stops and answers her question, “The Detective.” It was like a light clicked on within Chanel and Fallon. “Wow, we are so smart,” Fallon chuckled. “Don’t you mean, me?” Chanel remarks smiling as she places her hand around Fallon’s waist. “Yeah yeah yeah..” Fallon doesn’t argue, instead she stares with admiration. Chanel knows what she’s doing.Â
“We have to give this back to the Detective, don’t we?” the blonde asked.Â
“Smart girl” Fallon replies, pulling Chanel in for a kiss. They interlock lips.
Neither Fallon nor Chanel knows who this notepad belongs to. A mystery inside a mystery.
How exciting..











