First Encounters (EPIC FAIL)

AN: I own nothing this is a super random story that my friend and I started at midnight after a violent game of broomball. So basically it the result of adrenaline high multiplied by partial tiredness plus randomness times ten. She didn't want to ruin her fanfic reputation so I'm posting it instead. Enjoy!

"Six-hundredth floor please, I need an audience with Zeus."

The guy in the lobby starred at my friend and I, "There is no six-hundredth floor, kid."

I cracked up, "That's what you said to Percy the first time he came here! Memorized it by heart. Seriously, send us up."

"There's a hellhound three streets over and it's coming pretty fast," added my friend, Sierra, helpfully.

The lobby guy swallowed, "Um…"

"Helloooooo? Like, demigods attract a LOT of monsters by themselves. But, I GUESS, I mean, if we can't go up then I guess I'll have to call my mom and tell her to pick us up. You got your CELL PHONE, Sierra?"

"Yup. Right here," she pulled it halfway out of her pocket and flashed a smile at the lobby guy.

The lobby guy freaked out. "Uh, uh, no. It's ok. Great go on up. Please. We just repainted after the last one…" He handed us a card, looking desperate, and we sprinted for the elevator.

We cracked up, leaning against the walls for support, "Omygawsh, Marie, he totally fell for it! SCORE!" We slapped high fives.

Five minutes later

"He gave us a dud," I said, kicking the wall of the elevator, "Either that or the series isn't real."

We starred at each other for a moment, "Right, it was a dud."

I hit the wall and tried pushing the buttons again. We had gone up and down and up and down and up and down and up and up and I was getting sick and down and up and up and down and down and up and up and if you're still reading this you're insane and up and up and down and up and up and up and up and up…

"Uh… We're still going up." I looked at where she was pointing an blinked a couple times. The display was at five hundred and forty three and counting. My jaw hit the floor and I was still scrabbling around trying to find it in the thick carpet when the elevator said ding! No, seriously, it said, "Ding". In Apollo's voice. I fumbled and dropped my jaw again.

I scrambled out of the elevator, with Sierra right behind me. We walked past a statue of Zeus and I stopped bothering to try reattaching my jaw. I kind of just let it hang at the end of my face. We went past statues of Ares, Hera, Aphrodite, and Hades. I stuck my tongue out at all of them and cracked up. Sierra kicked a statue of Ares and started screaming that she'd broken her toe.

We were feeling a bit high when we got to the throne room. I took a deep breath and burst in. Full council. Ohmygawsh. I drew in as much air as I could, pointed, and bellowed at the top of my lungs, "HOLY ZEUS, IT'S THE WINE DUDE!"

Needless to say, I was smoldering a bit effective immediately.

Sierra, at the same time was running around the throne room screaming, "OhmyGod,it'sTRUEit'stotallyTRUE!" Several 20-foot figures glared at her and she hiccupped, "I mean 'gods'. I mean 'Ohmygods,it'strueit'stotallyreallytrue!' OMG! ZEUS! Owie."

The last part was when he hit her with a minor lightning bolt. Instant Afro with smoking black tips. Do NOT ask Zeus to be your hairstylist.

So here we were, on mount Olympus. Two mortals. Surrounded by at least a dozen VERY irritable gods.

This was going to be fun.

AN: That's it! Hope you enjoyed it! Oh, this will never be continued, but you're welcome to play with the idea.