Fair warning—I've never written fanfiction before, had zero plans of doing so, and honestly had no clue how to craft this for you. Instead, I threw it together in a spontaneous burst of realization (or possibly sleep deprivation). My goal? Something engaging, sprinkled with my signature humor—dry, witty, and likely to make you question your life choices.
The chapters? A grammatical minefield, packed with enough what the hell was that moments to make an English teacher cry. Did I proofread? Absolutely not. It's as contradictory as a goldfish in a three-piece suit. I'll be editing and rearranging things with all the consistency of a school's dress code policy—so expect pure, unfiltered chaos.
But hey, at least you won't be bored. You'll have a wild adventure, even if half the time you don't understand what's happening. Consider it an interactive experience—like a scavenger hunt, but instead of finding clues, you're piecing together the sanity of this story. And if all else fails, just nod, pretend it makes sense, and enjoy the ride.