Welcome to this book by @Bookfunreader123 and @riptide2406, also known as Amber and Selene. This is our special place where we roast every overused Riordanverse fanfiction trope available and write horrible cliché fanfiction to prove a point. If you...
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[Magnus tying his hair back>>>>>]
Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to our lovely readers who have been trying to find consent in vain for so long.
"This is our last chance," Amber said, gazing at the ocean before her, her hair flying in the wind. Foam gathered around her feet as the waves hit the shore gently. Her face was tense and anxious, her eyes squinting from the bright sun. Selene looked over her shoulder at their readers, who were currently being blessed by all the gods of all the pantheons like good (y/n)s. She faced Amber again. "I know. The poor souls have been dying to find consent for so long. They almost gave up yesterday."
The readers walked up to the authors, chattering excitedly with huge smiles on their faces. They were armed to the teeth with weapons. Who could blame them, really? All of their failed missions had made them a little aggressive. They were not going to be defeated by cliché fanfiction scenarios and Luna Moon(s) again.
The two turned to face everyone and called their attention.
Selene started speaking, "This will be an extremely dangerous and difficult mission. Probably the worst one so far. We might have to face some... scenarios," she shuddered, "that might try and stop our progress but we must stick together and defeat them. Everyone should be prepared to do anything necessary to fulfil this assignment."
"Consent has evaded our grasp multiple times already and we must get it back. This mission is not for the faint of heart. You are free to leave now if you are not prepared to give it your all." Amber declared.
No one budged. "Glad to know. Well, then let's go... our exploding cathedrals." Selene said, whispering the last part. Hopefully, no one heard that.
They all dived into the waves without any diving equipment because, as mentioned before, all of them had been blessed by all the gods of all the pantheons.
***
It was the Justin Bieber songs that threw them off first.
Someone decided that playing "Yummy" would be a great way to distract the questers.
They were right.
A portion of water started swirling next to them and all of a sudden they could see the singer dancing on the table while repeating the same word over and over in a pink hoodie that matched his hair.
Slowly, the scene dissolved in the swirly, which was now starting to glow.
"Oh no," muttered one of the older readers, as an image of Nico and Will came into view.
"My little uwu gay baby," Will said with literal heart eyes to Nico, who was busy being very emo.
