The Don'ts And The Definitely Don'ts Of Percy Jackson Fanfiction

The woman in the long white coat readjusts the book in front of her, dark brown eyes staring in a mix of awe and horror behind her thick black glasses. As she reads, she furiously scribbles in a notepad.

"Ms. U," a man in a white coat identical to hers walks in her study, "Are the notes ready?"

The woman looks up from the book, many emotions in her almost black eyes, the most prominent one being fear.

"Sir," Ms. U whispers, her voice shaky, "I think we're going to need more than just notes."

The man raises his eyebrows. "More than just notes?" he asks, "What do you mean?"

Ms. U hands him the thick book with trembling hands. As he reads it, his eyes grow more and more afraid.

"Oh dear," he mutters, "We certainly are."

"It's a foul creation," Ms. U says, "Percy Jackson fanfiction."