Where's Demeter?"

"Dunno." Sheva shivered. "I'll think about it when I stop getting the creeps."

"Think those waitresses were real?"

"I don't even want to know. Did he just do it to weird us out?"

Storm shrugged. "Probably."

It was strange to walk from a fast food resteraunt into a normal hallway. They hurried up to the desk.

"Do you know where Demeter is?"

"Demeter... Demeter.... I think she's out somehwere. She's not here, anyway. I'll call her."

Storm tapped her foot impatiently. The least the gods could do would be to take ten minutes out of their precious immortal lives. Unlike the gods, the writers didn't have forever.

They waited for five, ten minutes.

"You could just look for her," The nymph said finally, tired of their impatient sighs after Demeter didn't answer her phone.

"Any idea where she'd be?" Sheva asked.

"In the garden, probably."

They left. The garden wasn't hard to spot- it took up at least half of the area. Either Demeter was busy or Zeus really liked flowers.

"Oh my gods." Storm knelt next to a bush and opened her camera bag. "Look at these leaves."

"Ugh, Storm." Sheva grumbled.

"Hey. Demeter's not here yet." Storm ignored the rest of the world for ten minutes, much to Sheva's dismay. "I could spend hours here."

"Don't even try." Sheva hauled Storm down a few random paths. They bumped into the goddess of the harvest mostly by chance.

"Oh." Demeter stared at them for a moment. "Are you those Veritas people?"

"Mmm Hmm."

"Oh. Well." Demeter turned back to her plants. "What were you going to talk to me about, again?"

"Grammar." Storm opened her laptop.

Demeter brightened, moved away from the dirt and sat down on a bench. "Ah, yes. Grammar is very important."

"More then most people seem to think," Sheva grumbled, sitting down on the paving stones cross legged.

"Yes. I looked at a few fanfictions a few weeks ago. The spellling and grammar is horrible. I blame texting."

"Speed, too." Storm added. "I got a review reply once saying that they would rather update quickly then bother to capitalize and put in commas. But when I see a fanfic written like that I usually stop, because if the author is too lazy to capitalize they're probably too lazy to write anything decent."

"Yes." Demeter held out both hands, palms up. "Thank you. You need to capitalize. There's no excuse not to. Microsoft Word even does it automatically for you. Also," she paused and pulled a crumpled sheet out of her pocket and handed it to Sheva.

look i didnt want to be a half blood. if youre reading this because u think u might be one to then my advice is close this book right now believe whatever lie your parents told u about ur birth and try to lead a normal life being a half blood is dangerous its scary most of the time it gets u killed in painful ways. if ur a normal kid reading this becuz u think its fiction great read on i envy u for being able to believe none of this ever happened but if u recodnize yourself in these pages if u feel something stirring inside stop reading immediatly. u might be one of us and once un know its only a matter of time befor they sense it to and theyll come after u. dont say i didnt warn u.

"Woah." Sheva's eyes were wide.

"It looks like junk, doesn't it?" Demeter commented. "For those of you with perfect spelling and grammar, you may skip the rest of this chapter. For those that don't, I can't stress this part enough. Now. This symbol, ',' is a comma. Whenever the reader takes a pause, like just now, you put in a comma. .The comma should be like second nature to you. You should not even need to think too much about it."

"Also, these are your good friends the capital letters." Sheva took a deep breath. "Ready? ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ."

"Capital letters are put at the beginning of a sentence. They are used when you say "I" and also for all places, names, days of the week and months." Storm announced, still typing away.

"Capitalization is probably the most important part. You can see it right away," Demeter sighed.

"Don't try and rush. I've been working on Cardboard God since… well, I'm approaching the one year mark. Don't rush. Check for typos."

"You're one to talk," Sheva frowned.

Storm tried to look innocent, as in 'typos? Me?' but didn't really pull it off.

"Yeah. Learn from Storm's mistakes in spelling." Sheva advised.

"Not hard to get less typos then Storm," Demeter laughed.

Storm crossed her arms. "I don't appreciate being ganged up on."

"We're not ganging up, we're telling the truth." The goddess smiled. "Everyone should also be aware of their word choice. Repeating words over and over in a sentence usually makes it sound bad. If you don't want to read it out loud, at least read it through a couple times. Extra points for letting it sit a day and then come back to it. If you look at this paragraph:

'Let's go to the gym,' she said. She went into the gym. Inside the gym were some basketballs. She picked up one of the basketballs.

Doesn't that sound bad?"

"My ears," Sheva moaned.

"Nasty," Storm agreed.

Demeter didn't seem to have any sympathy. "And I hope everyone knows about quotation marks. See these little things around my words?"

"Yeah," Sheva said in a well duh voice.

"You put these around the words each time someone speaks. Then, each time a new person starts talking, they get a new paragraph."

"Underline that, Storm."

Every time someone new speaks there is a paragraph break.

"And we don't need to go through periods, apostrophes, et cetera, do we?" Demeter asked.

"I only have one comment on the apostrophe," Storm said. " 'Its' and 'it's'. 'It's' is a contraction of 'it is', and 'its' means 'it belongs to it.' For example:

Its food bowl is empty

It's really annoying.

If you went 'it's food bowl is empty' then it would mean that 'it is food bowl is empty.'"

"And just remember to get the right forms of your, you're, there, their, they're, and so on." Sheva reminded everyone.

"Please do. We've been learning that for years and people still mess it up." Storm sighed.

"Yeah. If you have questions Google it or PM a Verita."

The group was interrupted by a small group running into their area of the garden. It was quiet an amusing site, really. A beautiful woman with her hands raised, shrieking periodically, and two battle worn teenage girls running after her.

"Thank the gods we found you," Theia moaned, plopping down next to Storm. In a low voice, she added, "You can deal wit her now."

"Uh oh." Storm glanced at Aphrodite, who was looking furious. "What happened?"

O-o

We'll find out next chapter. Suffice to say that Theia and Aphrodite have different values.

Now, for what you've all been waiting for…

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ThEfLyInGpUrPlEhIpPo: You are not the all seeing god. Third person is still in the character. You can't jump from viewpoint to viewpoint, e.g. "Percy wished Annabeth would be quiet. Annabeth wished Percy would be quiet." You still are bound to your character at least for that section, so notice things as your character notices them.

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