AN: Hi, thanks for reviewing and reading, here is the 2nd chapter.
Chapter 2: Letters are written and a Meeting is held
The next day, Percy and Leo met at Bunker 9 to sort out the invitations.
"So, who were we gonna invite again?" said Leo.
"Annabeth, Frank, Nico, Hazel, Jason, Piper and Thalia." replied Percy.
"So, like what do we say in these things? Just casually ask them to join, or, like, be really professional?"
"Leo, just leave it to me. I'm a bit of an expert at this kind of thing."
Leo stared at him. "Dude, you're dyslexic, aren't you?"
"Oh. Yes. I forgot about that."
Percy appeared to be in deep thought, and Leo started to get worried. I mean, Percy wasn't exactly much of a thinker.
"Aha! We'll type it up in Word. Spellcheck will take care of the rest."
So, using a laptop, they started making a sort of template for the invites. I looked something like this:
Dear _
The Demigod Detective Agency (DDA), requests your presence at the old weapons shed, Camp Half Blood at 6:00pm, Wednesday 15th, for the first official meeting of this top secret organization. You will be joyful to know that the leaders of this group are considering recruiting you as a member. Please be punctual and under no circumstances are you to tell anyone of this letter or the meeting. Remember, this is TOP SECRET! The fate of justice rests on your shoulders.
Secretly,
Agent X and Agent Y
Now, you're probably wondering how on earth Percy and Leo of all people came up with something this formal and distinguished. Well, if you asked them, they'd most likely tell you that it was their own "genius", that thought this up, but the truth is, before typing it, they had both scoured the internet for "professional invitation letters", until they found a website that had a template for exactly what they were looking for. Even with the help of this, it still took them a whole hour to type it up.
"Whew! That was hard!" Sighed Percy, flopping down on the sofa.
"Shall we place them in the cabins, now?"
Five minutes later, Leo and Percy were stalking around Camp, trying to be stealthy and sneak into cabins without anyone noticing. Thankfully for them, everyone was at various activities, so almost all the cabins were deserted. First, they "sneaked", into the Athena cabin.
"Wow, dude, this cabin is so neat… It's like no one lives here."
"Yeah, I know right? I feel kind of itchy. I think I'm slightly allergic to so much cleanliness."
They placed the letter on Annabeth's desk, and proceeded to go to the Hades, Artemis, Ares, Aphrodite (where they almost choked on all the perfume in the air), and Zeus cabins and do the same. They just managed to avoid the rush of campers flooding back from activities (which, in truth, they were supposed to have been at.).
Meanwhile…
Annabeth strolled back to her cabin, exhausted after a session of particularly strenuous rock climbing. She flopped down onto her bed and immediately noticed something different about the place.
"What…"
Someone had trekked mud all over the floor! Just after she had cleaned it for inspections, too! And what was that on the table? A letter? She picked it up and unfolded it. After reading it, she felt confused. What was this detective agency? She'd never heard of it before. "Probably a prank by those stupid Stolls…" she muttered. But then again… Even the Stolls weren't so obvious as to leave mud tracks all over the carpet. She decided to turn up to this "meeting", anyway, as she was curious.
6:00 PM that day…
Leo was, as usual hanging out at Bunker 9, fiddling with his tools and inventing useless objects. Perfectly happy, until Percy burst in. He frowned. "Ever heard of knocking?"
"Dude, we gotta go!"
"I think you can go to the bathroom by yourself at your age, Percy. You hardly need a toilet buddy, or whatever."
"No! I meant we need to go to that meeting! You know, at the weapons shed?"
"Oh, that. Wait, now?"
"Yes!" Percy, practically dragging Leo outside. They made their way to the shed, an old, dusty building that was no longer in use, as the weapons had been moved elsewhere. The room had a desk and one of those office chairs in it.
"Okay, so when they walk in, we gotta be like, all mysterious and dark, right? So I'll sit in that chair, and when they open the door, I'll turn around, real slow and mysterious, like they do in the movies." said Percy, excitedly.
"But where do I sit?" asked Leo, unable to see another chair in the shed.
Percy shrugged. "I don't know, the floor?"
"What?! But I wanna do the turning around thing!"
"Well, too bad! I thought of it first! You can just hide under the desk until after I turn around!"
Glaring at Percy and muttering curses under his breath, Leo crawled under the table and sulked.
20 minutes later
"Where are they?"
"Stop kicking me!"
"Well, you shouldn't hide under the table, then!"
"You're the one who told me to!"
"Oh yeah."
They fell silent. "I don't think-", began Leo. "Wait, shush! I think I hear them coming."
"They are coming! Quick, get ready!"
Percy sat still and laced his fingers together, trying to look all secretive and intelligent, like that detective dude. What was his name? Shirley? Sheila? No, Sherlock. Yes, that was it, Sherlock. I don't think I need to tell you that Percy looked nothing at all like Sherlock at that moment.
The door creaked open and the group of 'invitees', walked in. Now, if the lights had been on in the shed, Annabeth- and everyone else- would have been able to tell that the figure sitting at the desk was Percy. However, the lights had purposely been switched off, and Annabeth's eyes could barely just make out the outline of a shape at the desk. What in Hades…, she thought.
"Uh, hello?" she called out.
Slowly, the chair spun around and a creepy smile crept over the person's face. "Welcome. Welcome to the secret lair of masterminds.", he said, trying (and failing), to make his voice deeper and silkier.
"Percy?" said Annabeth, incredulously.
"What? How did you know?!", he spluttered.
The whole group burst out laughing. "I know what your voice sounds like, you know. And only would try a scheme this harebrained."
She spotted a figure hulking under the table. "Uh, who's that?"
There were a few bumps and noises heard, and then Leo stuck his head out. "That's me!" he said brightly.
"Okayyyy….."
"This is stupid. I'm leaving.", grunted Nico and turned on his heel.
"No, no, no! Wait! This isn't a joke!"
"Oh?" said Piper, putting her hands on her hips. "What is it then?"
"Well, if you all sat down and listened, then we could explain!"
Grumbling, they sat cross-legged on the floor.
"So, it-" Percy began, only to be cut off by Thalia. "Hey, how come you get to sit on the chair?"
"Because I'm cooler. Duh."
"No, you're not! You're just a stupid Kelp Head!", she cried sparks coming of her hair.
"Take that back!"
"Won't!"
"SHUT UP!", bellowed Annabeth. "Alright, so nobody sits on the chair!"
She got up and pushed Percy off it. "Hey!"
"Okay, so now that that's sorted, tell us why you made us come here.", said Hazel.
Percy and Leo exchanged glances.
"Well, it all started when…"