-Нет, нет и ещё раз нет!- замахал руками...

“No, no and no again!” The demiurge Shambambukli waved his hands. “I am categorically against it!”
“What's the matter here?” The Prophet was surprised. “I just wanted to add a few apocrypha ...”
“No apocrypha is needed!” Shambambukli said decisively. “I gave you my Book, everything that is needed is already there, and there is nothing to supplement. That's it, the conversation is over.
“But from the Book it is completely incomprehensible how fire and electricity relate, and whether the laws of one apply to the other,” the Prophet objected. “And besides, people are interested in what happened to the First Man the day after ...
Shambambukli interrupted the Prophet with an angry exclamation.
-That is, you mean, my Book is incomplete ?! Do you think she is imperfect ?! Such a wonderful Book, I tried so hard to be impeccable, and you suddenly declare ...
“That's all, I already understood!” The Prophet waved his hands. “I realized, I admit my mistake.” Indeed, the Book is magnificent, incomparable, just the same for all Books. Neither add nor remove.
“That's right,” Shambambukli nodded in agreement.
- No, really a brilliant work. Such convex, catchy characters, so figurative ... uh ... images! A complete delight. I bow to the talent of the author.
“Ah, what are you ...” Shambambukli embarrassed.
“I really admire it,” the Prophet assured, and handed the demiurge the recently rejected notebook with the manuscript.
“What is this?” The demiurge squinted suspiciously.
“Fan fiction,” the Prophet readily said. “Fan art. Based on a brilliant work. Uh ... maybe if a respected author likes it, we’ll include them in the new edition of the Book? Gift, augmented, huh?
“Fan fiction is good,” Shambambukli smiled rather. “Fans, you say, based on?” Well done, keep it up. This, of course, we will include in the Book, why not. We had to start with fan fiction. And then invented some kind of apocrypha, one shame! Where did you dig a word like that?