150 things I'm not allowed to do at Camp half-blood
Hey! My third Fan fiction here and now, but keep in mind I'm still new. Constructive Critism appreciated. Now this is for pointless fun and humor.
Sets place between Battle of the Labyrinth and Last Olympian.
Chapter 1. Prolouge
The huntress of Artemis had arrived earlier that beautiful morning and the radiant spring sun shone down in Hermes cabin. Connor and Travis were just about as bored as Persephone was in the underworld. They felt they like were at the bottom of their pranking game. They hadn't done anything nicked, shenanagingned, or hooliganedin weeks. Everything was calm... too calm, especially when the imposing threat of a certain titan loomed over them. Out of their subtle boringness, an Idea sparked in their all to mischievous minds.
The twins gazes met, which meant they where they were thinking the. exact. same. thing.
Alas, the list was the answer! They needed a list. They need to make a list, a glorious list, and do everything on that magnificent list. Yes, folks, the list is…. 150 things I'm not allowed to do at Camp Half-Blood.
Connor and Travis Stoll dashed to the camp gates as fast as their feet could take them and quickly bombarded Percy Jackson, Grover Underwood, Thalia Grace, and Annabeth Chase. They needed to get the four in on this chizz.
"Why hello fellow campers!" Travis greeted as he wrapped his arms around Annabeth and Percy.
"Marvelous day, isn't it?" Connor said without a trace of embrassment, wrapping his arms around Thalia and Grover.
"Um… Hi?" Grover replied awkwardly as he wondering what the notorious twins wanted from them.
"Ah, Dear Grover," Connor patted his chest, smiling from cheek-to-cheek, "We are a list."
"A marvelous list!" Travis added
"The list that's for you and for me!"
"What exactly is this 'list'?" Annabeth asked as a matter-of-factly in a tone that reminded Grover of Hermione Granger from the Harry Potter series.
"Well, I'm glad you asked," Travis sing songed, tightening his grip around Annabeth nearly choking her. "This list will be known for generations! It's your chance to go down in history.
Percy snickered. He was the child of the prophecy. No matter what he did he was already a walking legend.
"I think we'll pass," Thalia demanded. That was Thalia. She never said, only demanded or commanded- whatever term suits you best.
"But you don't know what it is." Grover said.
Connor immediately replied back to the curious half-goat, half-man. "Alas, my dear satyr the list we speak of is-"
"150 things I'm not allowed to do at Camp Half-blood!" Travis exclaimed in uber-excitement. The way the clowny twins said these things use might think they were those creepy traveling salesmen.
"The big one-five-oh!" Connor interjected. The two wayward campers outstretched theory hands together- one lying on top of another- like sports team do before a big game.
"Absouletely not!" Annabeth screeched, turning her head away and crossing her arms . No, Annabeth Chase was never known to be a rule-breaker.
Thalia Grace and Percy Jackson beamed at each other and nodded in agreement. They shrugged, "We're in" besides what could possibly go wrong. They should of asked themselves what's the worst that can go wrong. The two passive campers put their hands with Connor and Travis's.
"Um…" Grover slowly stroked his go-tee, muttering to himself the pro's and con's of agreeing to this little deal. The puzzled satyr thought for a long period of time, and hesitantly put his hand in the center.
"Annabeth?" Percy raised a brow in her direction.
"C'mon blondie," Thaila urged her best friend "Let loose a bit."
"Hmph." Annabeth rejected as she now reminded Grover of Angelica from Rugrats.
"Yeah Annabeth, I mean we have about less than a year until Kronos kills us all anyway. Why not make the most of it."
Percy shot a beam at Travis. Did this camp have any faith in him at all?
"Fine." The stubborn blonde caved as a mischievous smirk bequeathed upon Connor and Travis' face.
"Now-" Connor began.
"Of course there's a catch." Annabeth muttered loudly to no one in particular.
"There's always a catch, toots." Travis explained while a murderous look dawned upon Percy Jackson's face.
"As I was saying, Only Travis and I will know the contents of the whole list."
"-to keep the element of surpise-"
"So be on guard."
The Six flew their hands into the air.
Ohhh… They have no idea what their getting into.