A/N This is my first story, don't flame me! Constructive Criticism is appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and The Olympians.
Travis was a lot like the other Hermes kids. Where most people saw little to see, he saw opportunity. Where most people saw a dead end, he saw a hole in the wall. Needless to say, when he saw something he wanted, he took it.
And what he wanted right now was Katie Gardner. The frustrating thing was that he couldn't get past her defenses. He put Easter bunnies on her roof, put tarantulas in her hair, called her Dirty Girl, and pushed her to her limits, yet somehow he always ended up as the bad guy, even though all he wanted to do was find an opportunity to ask her out.
So when word got around that Katie Gardner was dating Will Solace, the first thing Travis did was run to the arena, grab a sword, and hack a dummy to death, pretending it was Will. Connor walked in as Travis just finished stabbing Dummy Will through the gut.
"Whoa man. Back it up. What's going on?" Connor asked, fidgeting as he looked at the remains of the dummy.
"Nothing!" Travis snarled.
"Really? So there's absolutely no reason that the dummy right here was stabbed through the gut...and the head…and his heart was ripped out."
"No reason at all." Travis deadpanned, having managed to gain control over his emotions.
"Uh-huh, sure." Connor replied, gesturing to a nearby bench. "So what's up man?"
Travis spilled, about his anger that Katie was dating Will and that he deserved a chance and how much he would like to slice Will.
Connor thought for a moment, then grinned. "We're Hermes kids. We'll figure it out. But if anyone finds out about your little crush on Katie," he said, his grin fading, "you are not my brother."
Travis nodded, thinking about what Connor said. Then he realized something. "The fireworks are a week from now!" Travis nearly yelled.
Connor looked at me like Travis had grown four tentacles and said he wanted to be a ballerina. "Yeah, so?" Then his face split into a grin as he realized what his brother was saying. "I'm so in! But how're we going to break them apart in a week?"
"I'm working on it." And Travis thought he had a plan.
So, what did you think? I'm thinking of making this a 3 chapter story.