Ah. Go Fish. One of my favourite games. I thought- children of Poseidon? Poseidon-ocean? Ocean –Fish? Maybe? Maybe? I don't own anything. Except Percy's random twin sister, Abyss. This is random.
"Do you have a... Queen?"
"Go fish."
"Damn."
"Do you have an eight?"
"Ugh, yes."
"A six?"
"Go fish."
"Crap."
"Do you have a King?"
"Damn you. Here,"
"Ha! Yes! A two?"
"I hate you right now."
"Seven?"
"Go fish, you miserable bastard."
"Hey! That's no way to speak to your brother!"
"Yes, actually, it is. Now shut up and go fish."
"Fine, fine. You know, I don't think Dad would approve of this game."
"Yeah. Let's not tell him."
An hour of insults later, Percy and Abyss were interrupted by Grover and Thalia.
"Hey, guys what took you so lo- Ah, Go Fish, Of course."
"Yeah," agreed Grover, shaking his head. "You guys take this game too seriously."
"Shut up."
"Can't you see we're busy?"
"Or are you blind?"
"'Cause we are busy."
"Very much so."
Thalia snorted and Grover shook his head again. When the children of Poseidon started playing Go Fish, they wouldn't –no, couldn't- stop until they were finished. They even did that weird twin talking thing, which never failed to freak people out.
"...Six...Seven... Eight..."
"...Four...Five... Six..."
"Ha, Percy! I win! Twelve! Ha!" Abyss jumped up and did a victory dance, then became very serious very fast, and turned to the satyr and the daughter of Zeus. "Can I help you?"
Thalia and Grover exchanged a glance. "No, we're fine. You just... Keep playing ..."
And with that they fled the cabin.
I actually wrote this... Months ago. I'm pretty sure I was fed too much caffeine that day. Stuff like this happens when I'm fed too many energetic substances. Abyss is, in my head, Percy's long-lost twin sister with a dramatic past and even more dramatic future. My story, For The Better, is centred around her, but that hasn't been updated in months and I haven't exactly been working on it lately. It might not be updated for a long time.
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