This story has been rated W for Weird as Hell. You have been warned.
Tim Burton - one of the last surviving wights after the Battle of Devil's Acre. Now, he's using his big name to get in on a movie deal with Ransom Riggs. But Ransom doesn't know about Burton's secret plans to carry on Caul Bentham's legacy.
The fangirls, however, are suspicious of Burton's motives. How could such a great film maker suddenly put seemingly no effort into the adaptation of such a brilliant novel? And why is Ransom so blind to all the signs? While Burton is tricking Ransom, a group of passionate readers set out to Florida to warn the peculiars about what is happening - and maybe even save peculiardom in the process.
DISCLAIMER: This story is not meant to offend anybody! It is purely meant to be satirical. All rights to Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children go to Ransom Riggs. Yes, I am aware that Tim Burton is not ACTUALLY a cannibalistic monster. Dude needs to lose the sunglasses when he's talking about the peculiar children, though.