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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.

They were not dating at this point.

"Will, no."

Will's heart eyes grew wider.

Then he leaned in without warning and-

Splash!

One of the ten-year-olds slashed through the swirly-glowing-thing and flashed a huge grin.

The group cheered and praised the youngling. Then they moved forward like nothing happened because time is of the essence, obviously.

***

After swimming a few more miles, someone heard All Too Well (Taylor's Version) playing somewhere and everyone froze, mesmerized by the sound. Because everyone is a Swiftie, obviously.

...Down the stairs, you were there

You remember it all

It was rare, I was there

I remember it all too well

And I was never good at telling jokes, but the punch line goes

"I'll get older, but your lovers stay my age"

The music stopped abruptly. Mist floated towards them since mist can float inside the water now (fanfic logic). The scene in front of them filled them with horror.

'Luna no, I have a girlfriend,' said Percy Jackson.

'But I'm so much better than Annabae.' Luna Moon replied.

The words 'time skip' flashed in the mist.

The scene now showed an unconscious Percy and a Luna Moon singing Fight Song offkey. Suddenly she leaned forward and kissed the unconscious boy on his lips.

Snow White would have choked on her apple at this tearful romance.

The mist scattered, leaving the questers slightly nauseated, especially after learning that Luna was twelve and Percy was eighteen. Everyone used the powers of Hera to erase their memories of the scene (how convenient, right?) and continued their journey.

It was not before they had travelled for an hour when they had to face their next obstacle. The water was darker now, as the divers had gone deeper into the ocean. The older ones kept the youngest readers close and they travelled like a shoal of fish, except it was now a shoal of humans.

It was another one of the glowing swirlies again, only bigger and brighter.

This one was silent. No dialogues. Just a ton of scenes of Magnus and Alex sneaking into each others' rooms to sleep with the other without either knowing, despite being aware that both were equally touch-averse. They also were not dating at this point. Again.

Amber cringed at the sight and slashed through the water with an "Ew."

Selene stared at the now bubbling water for a minute before motioning at the others to move ahead. The hairs at the back of her neck had risen and she glanced at Amber, who had also turned to look at her. The two authors shared a look, knowing that some serious stuff was about to go down after this.

The two travelled alongside the group, whispering about what might come next to the older readers and helping them protect the younglings from getting scarred for life.

Everyone was high strung as they waited for their next obstacle. After a few tremendously long hours, it arrived in all its disgusting glory.

The scene showed Sadie, age thirteen, and Walt/Anubis, age sixteen/ a few billion years, cuddling in bed. An older reader slashed through the mist and water this time and everyone started swimming forward again.

Despite the blessings of the gods, the journey was getting tiring and traumatising.

As they got closer to their target, they knew that they were approaching their last obstacle. This time everyone was prepared. The older ones shielded the eyes of the younger ones, protecting them from the horrific sight in front of them.

This time it was a giant wall of clear water, glowing with the light of a thousand suns. Thankfully, with the powers of Apollo's sun-vision or whatever in the world his blessing was, it was bearable enough to see the next scene.

The images shown were too traumatizing to be written about. They featured a certain demigod getting the blessing of Aphrodite and the Fates and becoming the god of a certain something. You can probably guess who.

"All hail Perseus Achilles Jackson, god of erotic love and se-"

"Oh hell no," Selene muttered and pulled out a bow and the ghost of Arrow of Dodona (RIP) and shot through the wall of monstrosity before them. The wall erupted in golden sparks, slowly dissolving into a faint glow, guiding a way to-

"LAND!" the youngest yelled, pointing at the huge mass of sand and broken buildings in front of them.

The readers cheered loudly and swam forward with great gusto, anxious to find their old friend, Consent.

Consent, on the other hand, was passed out cold on top of the highest building. The fanon versions of the Riordanverse characters were holding it at gunpoint.

The readers looked at the authors with a mischievous glint in their eyes, "We'll handle this," they told them and they flew up to the top of the building using the powers they got from Zeus.

They yelled a battle cry that was probably 'peanut butter' or something and attacked. A grenade landed on the fanon Romans and they all disappeared as they were defeated by their greatest weakness.

BUTTERED POPCORN.

A twig landed on fanon Percy and he was vanquished. Fanon Annabae rushed to tend to her beloved and Nate River Waters took this opportunity to capture the Greek camp. The fanon characters were defeated and one reader grabbed Consent. They scaled the wall and reached the ground, all as energetic as ever, albeit with a few scratches.

At last, they had rescued Consent from Atlantis.

They swam back to the shore. They used their powers of pouring water on people (courtesy of Zia) to wake Consent. Everyone cheered. They all hugged each other. Then they went to eat falafels to celebrate.

THE END

Or was it...