Someone Please Take Out This Garbage

I've been writing and editing two separate pieces of longfic for weeks now, so over the weekend I thought it would be nice to take a break by playing around with some Ganondorf/Bowser crack fluff fic set in a Yotsuba&! AU. Within twenty minutes of opening a new document, I had a full character sheet and an outline for a complete ten-episode story arc.

I've been joking on Tumblr that I have no idea what I'm doing. This is a lie. I know exactly what I'm doing. It is crystal clear in my mind.

Why is it this? Why does this have to be the one thing the universe gives to me?