A/N;; Yes, this is my first fic, and my first fic will be yes, you guessed it right, a Songfic. All based on the song 'Raise you glass' by Pink. Lyrics and download link are on my bio.
Oh yeah, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year!
In the mortal world, we suck, we stink, and we are outcasts. We don't belong. We are the underdogs. But you see, we are just misunderstood people, err, demigods. And I have to tell you one thing, we practically breathe out awesomeness.
You, my friend, need to loosen up. I have the strangest feeling you do not understand the meaning of the word PARTY. Why so serious? Why give a damn of what people think? Why care what all the fancy people say? For the Gods' sakes, drink up and call me when the next demigod party's coming up.
Even if we're misunderstood, we all know we're faster, better, stronger, and Hades of a lot more awesome than you will ever be. We give the new definition to 'underdogs' and we totally ramp up the meaning of 'party.'
You may think us wrong all the freaking time, but in our eyes, we are wrong in all the right ways possible. We are crazy, insane, and extreme, and that's why we get the most out of this ride called life. So what if we're stereotyped? What if we're labelled? What if we're named? What the freaking Hades do we care if you call us dirty nicknames? At least we've got other punks and misfits to party with us, and not just stand there and always take the fancy, smart choice.
Underdogs. Outcasts. Misfits. Misunderstood. Weird. Crazy. Insane. Wild. Extreme. Aww, you make it sound so bad. But before we prove you wrong, you'll have to excuse us, we have to raise our glasses with the whole camp at tonight's party. See ya later, bitches.
A/N;; That was well, a little not good. But still, I just felt like putting up a Songfic and my first fic all of a sudden. Sorry that was short.
To all the wonderful and awesome people who are just like me, to the people who don't always belong, and to the awesome DEMIGODS like me, keep rocking out to Apollo's tunes.
Cescaloca out.
