Dear Fanfiction,

Picture this:

Percy Jackson and Nico di Angelo, sitting in a smoky room, smoking Gods know what. They are both higher than a kite and drunker than Dionysus back in the days when he had his wine.

Can you imagine Percy or I doing this?

Oh, you can, can you?

There are certainly plenty of stories containing these... lies.

First of all; do you really think that poorly of us?

Second; think of our fathers. What would Poseidon and Hades say, hmm? Or, not say, perhaps, but possibly do?

Drown us and send skeletons after us?

Most likely.
(We're not that stupid. We know the consequences.)

Third; no. Just no. We defeated a titan (Percy has defeated multiple). We're smart enough to know that Percy's mother would whip him till he had no skin.

And Maria di Angelo would come back from the dead just to bring me with her.

Think about what pain this causes us before you make us experience it.

Never stoned, Nico.

A/N: AHHHHHH! We've done it people! 100 reviews! YAY! It hasen't even been a week, and I have one hundred reviews!

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