…There really isn't anything to say….'
Camp Half-Blood had never been so boring in all its entirety. The war against Kronos was over, Luke was brought back safely with almost no memory of what happened after Kronos partially possessed him, and the camp, as well as western civilization, was safe for another decade or so. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover were lazily lounging around the training area, enjoying the time they had off, which would last them until the summer ended. Throughout camp, half-bloods were still training, but it was no longer mandatory until another situation arose. Percy groaned again for the nth time that morning as Grover groaned in quick succession.
"It's so boring around here after that huge war…" Percy mumbled, doing finger tricks with Anaklusmos, or Riptide. He had already perfected the "around the thumb" trick and was starting to work on a new trick. Grover just bleated as he picked up a discarded tin can and chewed on its aluminum exterior. Annabeth had already done several blueprints on different kinds of architecture and was currently working on another one. Heck, she had enough blueprints to recreate a whole city! Just then, a half-blood from Hermes cabin ran up to them, gasping for air as he spoke.
"Hey! Mr. D called a meeting at the Big House! You'd better run over there, quick!" Percy, Annabeth, and Grover didn't wait another second to jump up and dash towards the Big House, leaving the other kid in the dust to quickly catch his breath and try not to inhale too much dust. As soon as the three barged into the door, the entire student body of Camp Half-Blood stared at them, but not for long. Their eyes swiftly turned to Mr. D as he cleared his throat, ready for his speech.
"Well, Chiron has decided on some activities for the rest of the summer before you all get out of my face. Whatever dreadful idea it is, hear him out," Mr. D side-stepped over to let Chiron stand at the podium to speak. His hooves clacked against the wooden floor as he cleared his throat, making a weird gurgling sound in his throat.
"I, as your camp director, have decided that you should all enjoy your summer after that grueling battle against Kronos and his minions. So, I have listed several activities that will be mandatory for all camp members to attend. Our first event will be held this afternoon, at around four. The first event will be….sleepover games?" The student body almost laughed out loud as Chiron shot an accusing eye towards nobody in particular. Mr. D didn't look particular different, but inside he was almost cracking up. Chiron scanned the rest of the list, his mouth turning into a deeper frown as he passed and read each one.
"…tunnel of love, karaoke, water balloon fights….who wrote this?!" Some students could have sworn that steam was coming out of Chiron's ears, as his face was starting to get really red. By the time Chiron had gone through over half the list, Mr. D had a smile on his face, mostly because it was funny. Chiron got so frustrated, he stormed out of the Big House, muttering something about tunnels and not having any. Once he left the building, the students roared in laughter, though nobody truly knew who wrote the list. Mr. D decided to take over for the time being.
"Well brats, I guess this is your activities list for the summer. Have fun, and all that," Once he finished, the students ran out the door and split into several groups. The first thing on the list was sleepover games, so that's what they did. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover sat under a tree and debated on what to play.
"So what do you guys think?" Percy asked his small group of friends.
"I say we play Spin the Bottle or something. That's usually what you'd play at a sleepover, right?" Grover suggested, which got him weird looks from Annabeth and Percy. "What?"
"Grover, why would you want to play Spin the Bottle?" Annabeth asked the confused satyr, who was munching on an old tin can.
"I dunno, I just thought it would be something people would play at sleepovers."
"It is, but why would you play? Is there somebody you want to kiss?" Percy was giving him an odd look as Grover blushed.
"Not really…it was just a suggestion, geez." Though Grover said that, he was still a bit flushed. After thirty more minutes of debating, they all sighed in frustration.
"You know what? Let's just go find somebody else's group and play with them. It's much easier than just sitting here and debating on what to play," Percy finished as he got up, waiting for his friends.
"Wow, I never would've thought that one day, you would've suggested something smart for once," Annabeth giggled as Grover started to chuckle along with her. Percy grew red from anger.
"Whatever, Wise Girl." The three walked on until they sighted a large circle of people, many of which they didn't know. Percy made a dash for the circle, his friends following suit. It turned out, the circle had a few people they did know. Silena, Clarisse, Charles, The Stoll Brothers, Luke, and even Nico and Thalia. By the time the group had reached the circle, it was already starting to disperse, leaving only the students they knew, except the Stoll Brothers. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover sat down somewhere in the now wide open circle and gained the attention of the others.
"Hey guys! What're you playing?" Percy asked.
"Truth or Dare. You guys wanna play?" Silena asked the other three, who promptly nodded their heads.
"Hey, why are you here Thalia? Nico?" Annabeth asked the two exceptions from camp.
"Well, the Hunters decided to stop for awhile near the camp, so I decided to come back and reminisce in Camp Half-Blood. Who knew you guys were spending the rest of the summer playing these games," Thalia finished as she decided the camp had gone crazy, though she didn't voice her opinion openly.
"I'm here because I wanted to see the camp after the war. I don't really like this place, but since you guys are enjoying the rest of the summer, I might as well be in it."
"Are we going to play or not? If not, then I'm outta here!" Clarisse yelled from her half of the circle. Everybody situated themselves in the circle and Silena pulled a bottle out from nowhere. She spun the bottle. It landed on Luke.
"Luke, spin the bottle and whoever it lands on, draw a card from this deck. If the number is even, you give them a truth. If it's odd, a dare. Aces are ones, Jacks are eleven, Queen is twelve, and King is thirteen,"Silena explained to everybody. They all nodded in understanding as Luke spun the bottle. It landed on Clarisse. He pulled a card from the deck, which happened to be a nine card. Luke grinned evilly, but Clarisse looked up to the challenge.
"Clarisse, I dare you to streak through every cabin and every group of people yelling 'Kiss me, I'm NOT Irish!'," Luke finished, which everybody gasped at. Truly evil, that Luke. Even Clarisse was afraid. As Luke grinned even eviler, if possible, Clarisse went into her cabin. Everybody waited a few minutes for her to come out, but she didn't.
"Do you think she chickened out?" Grover asked as everybody was thinking the same. Just then, out of the Ares cabin came a blur of skin as it ran all over camp, yelling "Kiss me, I'm NOT Irish!". The whole camp was in an uproar as several people fainted and others just screamed bloody murder as Clarisse passed every one of them in all of her streaking glory. Once she was safely back into her own cabin, she quickly dressed herself and went back to the circle, her face flushed a beet red. Several members of the circle were laughing loudly at her humiliation, while others were just silent.
"I think I've been scarred for life," Percy claimed as many agreed with nods. Clarisse glared at him, but all Percy did was hide his eyes. His innocence was all but gone and he would never be able to look at Clarisse in the eyes ever again. She spun the bottle, and it landed on Grover. She cackled as evilly as she could, her past humiliation still getting the best of her. Grover stared in horror as Clarisse's hand smoothly swiped the top card of the deck, which was a five. Grover's eyes went from horror, to pure terror as Clarisse declared her dare to the frightened satyr.
"Goat boy, I dare you to do something intimate with somebody from this group, in front of that nymph girlfriend of yours." Grover almost cried out, but all that came out of his mouth was an "eep". Clarisse cackled even greater as everybody seemed to shrink while others just backed away from her. When she finally stopped, she stared at Grover, a horrible glint in her eyes.
"So who's it gonna be, goat boy?" Clarisse challenged as Grover gulped. He stared around the circle, glancing nervously at each and every girl in the circle. They all glared daggers at him, as if they were just screaming in his face "don't you dare pick me!". He gulped to think what they would do if he happened to pick them. Then he looked at Clarisse again.
"Um…does it have to be a girl?" Grover knew how stupid and wrong that question was. Clarisse looked at him in a very odd way as everybody just stared at him like he was crazy.
"Uh… I guess not…" Clarisse started, a bit taken aback by the question. Grover knew that the guys could do so much worse to him, but if he did it with a girl, Juniper would get a completely wrong idea that he was cheating on her, so he didn't want to risk it. Either way, he was probably dead.
"Er….Percy?" Grover said, very hesitantly. Percy glared at him so hard that if looks could kill, Grover would already have become a pile of ashes. Then he noticed Annabeth was glaring at him too, as well as Silena, which he thought was really weird. Grover decided to do something about this situation.
"Please Percy? Help a buddy won't you?" Grover said in his best begging voice. Everybody looked at Percy, some saying to help Grover, others saying to not. Frankly, Grover just wanted to get it over with.
"Fine! But if rumors start going around, I know exactly who to blame," Percy groaned as Grover nearly jumped for joy, but then people would think he was weird. Unless they already thought he was weird, then they would think he was weirder. Percy grudgingly followed Grover towards the woods, but Clarisse stopped them.
"Don't worry, we'll just call Juniper here so we can see you guys actually pull off the dare," to which caused horrid faces from nearly everyone in the circle. Grover was a bit unpleased, no very unpleased, and Percy just glared at her, one, in anger, and two, in terror.
"Juniper!!" Clarisse called before anybody could stop her. From out of the forest came the dryad, confused at what was going on. She saw Grover, which enlightened her spirits a bit, but she was still a bit confused. Clarisse was grinning brightly, which was very odd, and Grover and Percy were staring at her in horror.
"Go on guys, do it." Grover was very hesitant and was thinking of backing down, but Clarisse had, for some reason, brought her newly fixed spear with her and was willing to use it if he didn't do his dare. He then stared at Percy, who was practically yelling "Don't do it!" in his face. Grover heaved a great big sigh as he slowly gained some courage.
"Forgive me Percy." Those were the final words heard by Percy before Grover's lips came crashing right down on his, which caused him to nearly gag inside of his throat several times. He tried backing away, but found he couldn't, which scared him greatly. Either Grover was gay and was enjoying this, or he wanted to prove Clarisse wrong that he wasn't a coward. Both of which would cause Percy to kick his sorry goat butt afterwards. The circle was practically gagging and staring in horror as Grover advanced on Percy, Juniper staring in pure fright and sorrow at Grover's actions. Her eyes were on the brink of tears as Clarisse's grin became an immediate frown. She didn't expect it to go so far, just a small kiss and that was it, but she didn't expect this much. As Percy backed into a very inconvenient tree, Grover started pushing rather hard, which caused Percy to nearly groan in pain at his back, which was scratching horribly on the bark. Grover was about to go farther and get really intimate, but Clarisse stopped him, which led into everybody protesting him to stop. What seemed to Percy as reluctantly, Grover pulled himself away from Percy, who was practically gagging on himself and spitting out hairs from Grover's goatee. If that wasn't enough for everybody, then the next thing was rather disturbing.
"Percy….you taste like chocolate and strawberries for some reason."
"Urgh…excuse me while I go and vomit up my breakfast and dinner from last night," Percy managed to gag as he dashed off to the nearest bathroom where horrible vomiting noises could be heard from inside. Everybody stared at Grover, who was practically beet red from his act and his words. Juniper had run off ages ago to cry her little heart out.
"What? It's not like I said it tasted good or anything…although it actually did taste good.." Grover mumbled the last part to himself, but sadly for him, everybody heard it.
"Oh my gods, I think I'm gonna join Percy in vomiting," Annabeth groaned as everybody gagged in agreement. They rushed to the bathroom to wash their mouths out as Grover was left by himself. Even more disturbingly, he seemed to be savoring the flavor. He ran off to go find Juniper and apologize to her. Once the group was back in the circle, with Percy leaning against a wall (he didn't want to risk his back on a tree) to catch his breath and to clean out his mouth and throat, Grover had already come back and was on better terms with Juniper.
"Grover, I'm gonna murder you later. You freakin' destroyed my back against a tree AND you've scarred me for life!" Percy groaned as Grover flushed and scratched the back of his head. The game continued as Grover spun the bottle, which landed on Percy. Percy mumbled some sort of curse under his breath at his horrible luck, but luckily for him, Grover pulled an even number. Grover thought long and hard, though he didn't want to torture poor Percy anymore.
"Percy, was that kiss I gave you your first?" Grover decided to try as Percy's face glowed with a slight tinge of pink.
"Er…no."
"Ooohh, who was your first kiss from then?!" Silena almost squealed as everybody leaned in to hear. Grover could tell from his empathy link who it was, and also from the fact that Annabeth was also pink.
"Hey! That wasn't in my truth, so I don't have to answer that!" Percy battled back as everybody moaned and sat back down. Percy spun the bottle, which landed on Charles Beckendorf, who has been ignored the entire game. Percy pulled a card, which came out odd.
"Charles, I dare you to….make out with Silena," Percy finished lamely as Charles became a glowing red lightbulb, along with an enraged Silena. Charles wasn't about to back down the challenge, so as Silena leaned in to yelled at Percy, he covered her mouth with his own as they started their heated makeout session. Percy and Annabeth, who were sitting the closest to them, quickly moved farther away to give them space. Though Percy hadn't meant for them to actually make out for a whole ten minutes, but who could resist the entertainment? By the time they had broken apart, they were even brighter red than a red carpet. Charles quickly spun the bottle and it landed on Luke, who stood up to the challenge. Charles drew a card and it was an even, so a truth for Luke.
"Luke, have you ever had a crush on somebody? And if so, then who? If there are more than one, then you have to name them all." Charles was confident with his truth, but Luke wasn't so confident with his question.
"Uh…well…I used to have a crush on Annabeth, but I figured it was just a brother-sister kind of relationship, then I started to see potential in Percy, if that even counts, and then the final one was probably Thalia," Luke finished, a bit happy at his nice presentation. Nobody was truly affected by this other than Thalia, and maybe Annabeth a little. Luke quickly spun the bottle to relieve any awkwardness, and it landed on Annabeth. The card he drew for her was a truth. He thought for awhile and frankly, he didn't know what to ask her. He thought for another few minutes before finally coming up with a good one.
"Annabeth, I heard about the disappearance of Percy case where you guys went to Mt. Saint Helens. So my truth to you is: What happened at Mt. Saint Helens? And you have to tell us all those nice details." Annabeth and Percy grew bright red as they remembered their little episode at Mt. St. Helens.
"Er….we were attacked by a bunch of telekhines and Percy told me to escape before they got to me. But I protested for awhile and after a few arguments, I finally decided to leave. But, uh, before I left, I kinda gave Percy a kiss for good luck…." Annabeth stopped short as everybody stared at the two with wide eyes.
"You what?!" Grover almost yelled, which caused some to give him odd looks for about two seconds before refocusing their eyes on the two main victims.
"Well, that explains who you got your first kiss from Percy," Luke announced, which made Percy only grow redder. Annabeth decided that her truth was over so she spun the bottle once again, which landed on Nico. Although still flustered, Annabeth drew a card and her blush quickly faded as her card was an odd number. A dare for the little devil son of Hades.
"Nico, I dare you to make fun of Zeus and Poseidon and mock them because they live in Olympus." Nico's eyes were saucers as he began his taunt, though it wasn't as strong-willed as he expected.
"Zeus, Poseidon, you two are just big phonies for gods because you guys are all high and mighty in your thrones! You guys don't have the guts to start your own kingdom in your own place! Hades is soooooo much better than you! Just because you live in Olympus, doesn't mean—" But Nico was cut short as a powerful strike of lightning smashed him into the ground. Just as he was recovering from his major injury, a huge tidal wave came crashing down on him, throwing seaweed and all kinds of aquatic nasties onto him. The circle laughed out loud as Nico spit out sea water from his mouth in an attempt to wash his mouth of the nasty taste. After an hour of laughing, everybody managed to stop their guts from busting. Just as Nico was about to spin the bottle, the intercom blasted, radiating Mr. D's voice across the campus.
"Hey you brats! Play time's over, so go to bed! Tomorrow, we're having a pool party, so go to sleep and don't bother me until tomorrow morning, of which I won't be there because of a council with the gods. Something about a student mocking the gods of Mt. Olympus or rather. Good night you little brats," Mr. D boomed before the intercom screeched off, blowing off nearly everybody's eardrums. The group scattered back to their cabins to get ready for bed. Tomorrow would be just another one of those eventful days where something weird has got to happen.
And it's done! This was seven pages long, which actually isn't that long. No, Grover is not gay, but it had to be intimate, so there you go. I'm doing this at about two in the morning, so don't expect the best out of me.