Why hello there Percy Jackson archive! Long time, not write/read. So.. I've missed my OTP. This was originally a para sample I used (I now rp one half of Tratie on tumblr!) but I liked it a lot. So.. Ta-Da!
Disclaimer: I don't own Travis, Katie, Piper, Connor, PJatO or the Kingda Ka. Sorry to disappoint.
Travis Stoll was sick. He was very sick and he was sure of it. His cheeks were often flushed, and he usually felt like he was too dizzy to even stand up, not to mention that his stomach felt as if he had been riding the Kingda Ka for six hours straight (He knew from experience that it was the perfect way to describe it). He was incredibly ill, and he was sure of it. One morning he decided that his time had come, and that certain measures were to be taken.
"I'm dying," He announced as his younger brother, Connor, came through the door of the cabin showing cinnamon rolls into his mouth. Connor rolled his eyes and informed Travis that he wasn't dying, he just couldn't think of anything better to do. At least, that's what Travis believed he said- He couldn't truly decipher his brother's words with such a large amount of food occupying his brother's mouth.
Instead of dwelling on it, he ignored Connor's words and repeated himself, "I'm dying and I would appreciate it very much if you allowed people in to say their last goodbyes.
"You're an idiot, man," Connor laughed, tossing an apple to his brother, who caught it with ease. He was used to Travis' fake sick days to get out of something, but never had he been "sick" for three days, going on four. Nevertheless, Travis wasn't sick. He looked completely healthy, and he wasn't on his death bed.
To almost everyone else, it was a different story.
Outside of the messy cabin where Travis had remained in total solitude for the last three days, the camp was abuzz with rumors. "I heard he got attacked by a hellhound!" "Well I heard that an Ares kid poisoned his food!" "I heard that he was mocking Zeus, so he zapped him right on the spot!"
Piper McLean was among one of the skeptics in the (Not So) Great Stoll Illness, and decided it was about time to visit him. It wasn't too high up on her list of things she wanted to do, but she had enough with the "Save Travis!" foundation that had been spread around.
Travis wasn't too thrilled to see the daughter of Aphrodite waltz through the doors, and became even less thrilled (If it was at all possible) when she started insulting his cabin.
Piper had turned up her nose as she looked around, a grimace on her pretty little face. "This is disgusting. I can't believe you keep your cabin in this state!"
"At least it's not pink," Travis replied calmly, since he was much too ill to engage in another argument. And it wasn't his fault it was messy, either. Well, maybe it was kind of his fault, but not entirely. As she came closer towards Travis, she began to ask his symptoms.
"Nausea?"
"Yes."
"Have you thrown up?"
"Not yet."
"Are you feverish?"
"Slightly."
"Can you sleep?"
"Not at all."
"Have you been shaking uncontrollably?"
"Hardly."
"Have you coughed up a lung?"
"Nope."
"On a scale of one to ten, how dizzy are you?"
"It depends on where I am and what I'm doing."
After laughing at him for what felt like three eternity, she finally informed him that she had a diagnosis. He informed her that she was not any sort of doctor, and she replied that he wasn't any kind of ill.
"You're so stupid Travis! You've got the hot's for someone, plain and simple," Piper managed to get out between her laughter. Even if he wasn't dying, Travis didn't see what was so incredibly funny about it all.
After multiple rounds of him using his incredible skills of persuasion (Which apparently don't work on charmspeakers, who knew?), Piper left and told him to reach her when he was back to his senses, and that she'd trying and help him get over this little "Love Bug".
Travis Stoll is in love. He's very much in love and he's still coming to terms with it. He was often found blushing, and he usually felt like he was too nervous to even stand up, not to mention that his stomach was filled with butterflies that were moving at an extremely fast pace. He was incredibly in love, and he was sure of it. One of these days, he'll take certain measures to fix it.
So, there you have it! Originally, I intended for it to simply be a oneshot- But if you guys want me to make it a story, I'll be more than happy to. Let me know in the reviews?
april upside down xx =)