A/N: Psst. Can you hear a secret? I really hate it when people rip off my work. the end.
Dear Fanfiction,
This may have been said before, but let me rephrase this in a way your mortal brains can understand. My brother deserves better than a petty, spoiled barbie doll with a cheeto-tan and too much makeup. If you're going to "ship" him with anyone, ship him with someone decent.
Enough with the Drew shippings.
-Thalia
PS. Oh, and don't ship me with Drew either. Or Jason. Never ship me with Jason.
A/N: Okay. Yeah.