Energy Drinks
On day, the four friends were walking down the street.
"What's that smell?" Grover asked sniffing the air.
"Nico?" Thalia accused.
"It's not me."
"When was the last time you took a shower?" Grover questioned.
"The 19th…"
"That's tomorrow." Annabeth replied.
"Of last month." He finished in a mumble.
"Anyway, that's not it, it's more like a, like a…" He struggled to finish his sentence. "A monster."
"Holy cow!" Annabeth stated.
They all turned.
"Uh, I think you mean bull." Nico corrected at the site of the half-man half-bull in front of them.
"Yeah, it looks pretty red to me." Thalia agreed.
"Guys, this is no time to joke." Annabeth warned.
"I'm sorry, but Red Bull sucks and I don't think that's a coincidence." Thalia apologized.
"Yeah, it's right down with Monster." Grover added.
"Guys, I'm serious, we-" She didn't finish her sentence. A White truck with "Property of the New York band Institute" written on the side drove up around the corner.
The window rolled down to reveal Percy. "You like my new ride? I..." He hesitated, finding the right word, "'borrowed' it from some dude on 28th."
"And here's our Rockstar." Nico as he got into the supposedly car, shut the door, as Percy drove away from the confused Minotaur standing in the middle of the street, to the nearest gas station.
Sorry to all Red Bull, and Monster lovers.