Hey there! Welcome to my new story. This project is a collab between me and my friend Carrot. We hope you enjoy the story!
Chapter 1
Also known as: Karaoke night
BAAAABYY, BABY, BABY, OHH~OHHH
THOUGHTTT YOUUU'D ALWAYS BE MIINNNE… Crackle, POP!
*Crash* GYYAHHHHHH!
This was what awoke Chiron at 2:00 am in the morning, an ungodly hour for anyone to be up. Tumbling out of bed, still half asleep, he grabbed his bow. Running to the source of the sound, he feared the worst. There, he found Percy, Grover and Annabeth huddled around some sort of… black box?
"What happened? Who died? Is Kronos back?" Those were the first words that came to mind, staring at the scene of devastation.
"I just don't know what happened!" Percy muttered, staring intently at the smoking remains of what was once a boom-box. "It was working perfectly. Then – BANG! This happens!"
Smirking, Annabeth glanced at Grover. "It must have been Grover's HORRIBLE singing… The machine's system obviously overloaded from sheer horror."
"Hey!" Grover snapped back, "My singing is perfectly fine!"
Chiron simply stared, mind still fuddled from sleep. "Grover's singing. That's all? Grover's singing…Grover's just sing-WHAT? GROVER'S SINGING!? Percy, you know better than this! ...Someone could have died!"
"What?" grumbled Grover. "Is this insult Grover day or something?"
"And who permitted you to use technology on camp grounds?" scolded Chiron. "You know that any usage of electronics attracts monsters!"
"Well, yeah, that's why we borrowed your shiny technology hut!" announced Grover, grinning.
Finally recognizing his surroundings, Chiron spluttered in surprise. "Y-you broke into the high security, bronze-plated, ONLY-TO-BE-USED-IN-EMERGENCY zone to sing karaoke!?"
"Well, it wasn't that hard."
Seeing the intense glare focused towards them, Annabeth looked down and murmured "Okay, time to break out the heavy artillery."
The trio gave Chiron the best begging face they could muster, complete with puppy-eyes, and said in unison, "You wouldn't deny us the joy of karaoke, would you?"
And Chiron crumbled. "Fine, but-"
At that moment, a raging Dionysus charged in. "What is going on here?" he bellowed, face a strange shade of puce.
"Well you see…" began Percy.
Chiron sighed. This is going to be a long day...
Yep, it sure was hard being a camp instructor.
Any thoughts? Comments? Queries or Questions? Speak now or forever hold your silence. :D
We're both novice writers, and are hoping for constructive crictism and help for our writing. If anyone is willing to Beta for us we be eternally grateful. Especially if they excel at dialogue. Chiron is fun to write, but he may still seem OOC at certain times, due to our... erm, n00bish abilities, to be blunt. We've wondered how he manages to have enough patience to deal with kids 24/7, so this is the end product of the muse.
WARNING!: Updates will come whenever the plot bunnies bite, or when our muse decides to bonk us on the head and shackle us to our writing chairs, so... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Requests are almost always accepted, and reviews would be nice. Even a random word or two could give us enough inspiration for a couple of chapters (our minds work in a strange way...) Your tempted, aren't you? Press the button, yeah? :P
