All of the Digimon sat together at the computer.

"Wow," said the orange one. "Look at this!"

They looked at it.

"Wow," said the yellow one.

"People are writing stories about us and our owners!" said a purple one.

"Wow. Why would they do this? After all, we are merely two dimensional, fictional monsters who appear every so often to do strange things only ten year old boys are interested in!" The red one was confused.

"Hmmm. By the looks of things, it is in fact older teenagers who write these," the orange one said. He read a few, and laughed. "Hahahaha!"

"What fun entertainment," said the purple one.

"Yes, they are so bad they are good!" exclaimed the red one.

"No, they are not." The yellow one spoke up, putting its foot down with a firm hand. "This is an outrage! Here we are, innocent monsters living our normal lives, and these people we don't even know are making a mockery of a sham of us! This shouldn't be legal!"

"Ah, but Yellow Digimon, it is," nodded the purple one. "You see, fan fiction is fictions written by fans."

"Aha!" the Yellow Digimon got it now. "I get it now."

"Let us read," suggested the orange one.

And so they did.