Jake: Why do I get hungry every time you try to write?
Tricia: 'Because you're infuriating.
Jake: That's not a valid reason.
Tricia: Yes it is. Anubis is cute because he's the death god. That make sense?
Jake: No.
Tricia: Cause you're a guy. Deal with it. But speaking of Anubis, sorry to those people who like the Walt-and-Anubismorph-
Jake: I did.
Tricia: -so they were in one guy that'll date Sadie. I made this into a JAlt and SAnubis. Yeah, I'msorry butplease no comments about me being mistaken. I read all three books already and I really wanted Nico and Anubis to see each other person-to-person.
Jake: But, in their case, god-to-demigod. Cause Anubis is the god of death and Nico is the son of the god of death.
Tricia: Just disclaim already.
Jake: Don't get your sketches in a twist. My sister owns nothing but the plot, Viola Nightchase and Sage O'Neil. And the extras.
Tricia: If I owned either books for this fanfic, then this would probably be a book right now.
Vacation 1/2
Let's just say that finding some Egyptian god's spine in my locker before lunch didn't increase my appetite. It was the first day after Christmas break and overall it seemed normal until I went to my locker to get my lunch. So I found a Djed, the spine of Osiris, so of course my brain egged me to get it when I got home so of course I did. But it was like an audio-book reader and was obviously more interesting than my Biology homework. Turns out I'm related to a pharaoh of Egypt. Meaning one thing: so were my parents. Or to be more specific, my dad. Course over-protective parents like them won't let their fourteen year-old daughter go to Brooklyn by herself. They only said yes after I got the second audio-book.
Long story short, I got to Brooklyn from Philadelphia pretty late. Around, after Zia and Carter's date in Mall of America. I felt out of place what with all the risking their lives and the only thing preventing me from doing the same were my parents. Lame excuse if you ask me. But I was welcome none the less sine Carter and Sadie said it was fine. By the way, who knew that some crazed snake ate an old senile dude just to rule the world of nothing? I think they haven't heard about rehab yet. Wait I got off track again. So they told me I had to choose a Path of a God and to take my time but after knowing about Nephthys I jumped on the option and I got the crash course of Egypt myths in present tense. An average day in the Brooklyn House was what Julian called it.
I'm Viola by the way, Viola Nightchase. You know Carter and Sadie Kane? If you don't, better start thanking them for saving our butts from Armageddon. Carter told me that Sadie used to live in England but her accent is pretty faint now even if she denies it. But they are cool teachers. If only I could blow up my Math books, too. Life's too unfair. You're either the bug or the windshield. Better than the bug and the unlucky fellow who has a big mouth. Right now, I'm at the library with Cleo brushing up for the test Walt and Jaz were going to give us. Something about know which god did what stuff or blew something up.
"Cleo, does the Path of Thoth make this easier?" I asked but she just shrugged.
"Maybe. I'm not sure, I always did this before." She said still burying her nose in the scroll. I don't believe she could get any more engrossed in the words. Now most people would think since she loves reading and books that she would have glasses but her bright emerald eyes are what Sadie might say 'spot on'. And for today her platinum blond hair was up in a messy clipped ponytail and she was wearing a purple loose shirt, jeans and flip-flops.
"If it does then sign me up." I groaned and threw my head at the book. Suddenly, Felix came running in and yelled something we couldn't understand because of the ice cream in his mouth.
"Let me guess," Cleo said. "It has something to do with the beach, right?"
"How do you know?" I asked in a monotone.
"Let's see, the beach shorts, beach ball, beach towel, straw hat, sunglasses and-" She raised a finger with each item she said an item.
"PENGUIN!" I yelled running to get the toy from the nine year old. "Felix, you're bringing Preston to the beach?" I asked pointing at Preston the toy penguin I gave Felix. Said nine year old took out the ice cream from his mouth but I barely cared still staring at Preston. It was a not-so-secret at the House that I loved penguins as much as people love chocolate. Once in a while I'd borrow Preston and play with him in my room. Sadie and Alyssa walked in on one of my weird penguin moments once and I think I just mentally scarred them.
"Bast is bringing us to the beach. All of us. And we get to stay there for one to two weeks. We leave in an hour." Felix stuck the ice cream back in his mouth and sprinted away. But not before getting Preston from my hands making me pout.
"If I can't bring Khufu, Philip or Freak anywhere, then I'm not going." I sat back down and continued to read.
"Viola, look at the bright side, you don't have to study for the test." Cleo said still not looking up. Seriously, that scroll must be interesting.
"I'llgopack!" I yelled so loud I think I would've gotten band from a normal library. Which never happened. Sort of. Anyways, I ran to my room and bumped into Bes, the dwarf god. The guy was around 4 flat and I was like 5'4 at the age of fourteen, but we still fell butt first onto the floor.
"You heard?" Bes asked. He stood up and brushed himself off. "Ra promised to make the sun boat just right for us. And he gave me, Tawaret and Bast a break to make sure you guys don't do anything stupid." I wiped my hands on my legs and crossed my arms. I glared at him and noticed something.
"Bes," I lost my anger and it was replaced with something like disgust and confusion. "You look…"
"Clean?" I heard Alyssa say. I looked at the hallway of the third floor. I saw Alyssa, of course, and Julian. They were cute together but a bit gross to be around during their PDA moments. Alyssa's mid-back brown hair was held back with her usual thick, white, cotton hair band; she had short board shorts, a black tank top under a green shirt showing her right shoulder and flip-flops while Julian had a red cotton shirt, khaki cargo pants and gladiator sandals.
"Woah," Julian looked at Bes in disbelief. "Fixing up for Tawaret?" If you're wondering, Bes had his hair trimmed and it looked made Bes look kind of nice, his usual loud clothes were replaced with a crisp, white button-down shirt, khaki shorts (Felix and Paul teased him that they were kid shorts) and sandals like Julian's.
"Shut it, Julian." Bes gave him a glare while Julian just raised his hands in surrender. "Now you, Viola, get packing. We leave in a few minutes." Now I would have gladly helped Julian and Alyssa tease the dwarf god with the tomato for a face but I saw their suitcases and they looked ready to leave. I ran into my room, which was between Jaz's and Cleo's, and got my navy green suitcase.
I threw in six shirts, two one-piece swimsuits, four short board shorts, two cargo pants, a cap and shades, toiletries and underwear. I also changed from bleached jeans and blue hoodie into a light blue shirt, cargo pants and my light blue/silver Naturalizer rubber shoes that didn't need socks. I also threw in my book Prophecy of the Sister into a small shoulder bag which kept my cell, the charger and a Sharpie just in case I have to draw on someone's face. So I got my suitcase and carried it two floors down to where the others were getting ready.
Once I was outside the warehouse I saw most of us were all there. Ever since the war, I heard that the number of trainees rose from 20-something to 40. So it was down to 40 trainees, Sadie, Carter, and Zia. So far, I knew all of them but now's not the time to introduce them. We were a big happy family but my closest friends were Dominique, my fellow water Elementalist and Angie, the angel of the house after Jaz.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that love was in the air. Carter and Sadie Kane had very… different relationships. But hey, they are Kanes so course they had weird affairs. It's hereditary. But it worked out in the end. Carter and Zia hit it off and for some reason Shelby and I kept asking if they could have a daughter in the near or far future and name her Candy. Luckily, Zia didn't try to give me a hair cut with flames instead of scissors. And Sadie got Shu to agree to her relationship with Anubis. 'Course Walt would be heart-broken but Jaz helped him cope and after the second week they announced they were dating.
The Kanes, Zia, and Anubis stood in front of Bes's momentarily clean limo talking things over. Carter's brown hair reached around the nape of his neck and he wore a plain orange cotton shirt with the sleeves up to the elbows, camouflage board shorts, and black-and-white checkered shoes; Sadie had a blue tank top to match her blue highlights, white short board shorts with a gray line on the sides, and her combat boots. Somehow, she made it work without using magic but she would have a hard time trying to get sand out of those. Anubis' black hair looked like he just got up but his brown eyes were shining bright. He was wearing black and white checkered cargo pants, a gray shirt, and black and white checkered Crocs. Zia's hair got longer and reached an inch past her shoulders, her amber eyes matched her yellow sundress that ended at her knees and her slippers with a small sunflower on each slipper. Ever since hosting Ra, she still kept her Khepri amulet.
Dom and Angie were chatting with Jaz next to the back of the limo. Dom had her dark super curly hair in a low ponytail, shades over her brown eyes, denim shorts, white tank top and brown flip-flops; and then Angie was wearing a white wrap-around dress with red around the edges, and flip-flops with her peanut-butter blonde hair flowing behind her back to her mid-back. Jaz was as perky as ever with her sunshine locks in a high ponytail and coffee-colored eyes. She was wearing a white baby doll dress with sunflowers on the skirt and yellow sandals. Angie noticed me and waved for me to go over to them.
"Hey, Vi, over here!" Dom yelled and I jogged over. "We're all here except for George and the ankle-biters."
"You know they mostly listen to her." Jaz said after helping me put my bag in the trunk of the limo.
"Oh yeah," I said after I remembered George's maternal instincts. "The ankle-biters just love her."
"Bast is helping her with the kittens." Dom said using air quotes for the word 'kittens'. "So," she turned to Jaz. "When do we leave?" Jaz looked at something past Angie's shoulder.
"In about one minute. Come on, Strings, let's put that other bag in the trunk." She said jabbing her finger over her shoulder onto my bag. After using my nickname, which I didn't like, I pouted.
"I'll bring it with me. And stop calling me that!" The three of them laughed and laughter, being the contagious thing it is, made me it's next victim. After about a few seconds of laughing about something that wasn't that funny, Walt came up behind Jaz and wrapped (I almost wrote 'snaked' and we all know the problem with that.) his arms around her waist.
"Hey, girls," Walt rested his head on Jaz's. "You ready to go?"
"Yeah!" Dom, Angie and I yelled fist-pumping the air making Jaz and Walt chuckle.
"Yo, Walt," Dom said grabbing Walt's attention before he turned around. "Where are we going?"
"I heard we're going to this resort close by. It's mostly for mortals but Bast told me that Isis put a spell on it that makes the mortals see thinks wrong if we did magic in front of them"
"And the best part is the beach is a private beach." Angie said fascinated. We talked about the vacation and got herded inside by Bes and Tawaret while the other car had Bast driving (she got better and slower at driving) and the college trainees were following. Unknown to us the Greeks and Roman demigods were heading to the same resort. 'Course we didn't know that yet.
Jake: Commas-103
Tricia: Words: 2, 051.
Jake: Seems short.
Tricia: Yeah. Maybe because I made the paragraphs too thick?
Jake: Hey, why is Bes cleaning up? Aren't he and Tawaret already together? 0.o
Tricia: It's another part of the fic, bro. Plus, I got the idea from Piggy and Micah.
Jake: Oh yeah-
Tricia: Shush! Don't spoil it for the readers.
Jake: If you have one.
Tricia: Excuse me?
Jake: Nothing. Anyway, flames and critiques are different.
Tricia: Even if they are I can't differentiate it.
Jake: I'll do it for you, baby sister. 'Kay the review button's the blue button.
Tricia: Please press it.