Most of my fics suck but I try.
I own nothing but a few small ideas on how my fic is written, not the characters. Also, for any poor and confused soul, no I havent read books 2-5 but I am going off reviews and what others have told me.
in the end, my life sucks.
It was but a normal day at camp half blood, by normal it means that Annabeth, Percy, Grover and the Stoll brothers Connor and Travis were sitting around under a tree near the forest joking around. In the last five minutes, Travis and Connor had just gotten back from the pavilion with 5 of the magic drink glasses.
Without further adew, they requested their drinks.
'Cola,' ssaid Annabeth politly.
'Fanta', said Grover.
'Lemonade' 'cruiser' said both the Stoll brother.
'Were not allowed alcohol so the drinks wont allow them either you dolts, said a teed off Annabeth. 'You guys are stupid.'
'Why arent we allowed alcohol anyway?' asked a slighly confused Percy.
'They dont want us drunk and Mr. D gets jealous.' replied Annabeth, still pissed off at the peoples stupidity.
'Well, if we cant have alcohol, than I'm having the next best thing, said Percy, grinning evilly.
'A mother and V mix please.'
The group sat there, mouths gaping.
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