If you're confused about the layout of the chapter, read the note at the bottom.
Recap:
There was a knock on the door, and it burst open.
"H-hi!"
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Annabeth liked to think of herself as a very accepting person.
But when the family walked through the door, she couldn't help but gulp. There were two kids, one a teenage girl.
She wore a leather jacket with ripped jeans. She had a shirt that said "Black Sabbath Reunion Tour '97". Annabeth noticed she had a small skull tattoo on her arm, the the ink wasn't a solid color, and it was smudged under her skin. Poorly done, like she had given it to herself.
Then there was the boy. He was a little younger. He had a ghost busters shirt on, and was grinning like a possessed pigeon. He had one of those #1 hats from Spongebob on. His pants were bright green.
Then there was the dad. A mountain of a man, he had tools hanging from his belt and was chewing a large chunk of tabacoo. He had a leather jacket on over a Alabama Crimson Tide shirt. He spit the tabacoo out onto the floor, and the boy sighed. He walked into the disgusting kitchen and got a paper towel. When he got back to the hall in front of the door, he bent down and cleaned up the mess, all while his dad stared at him, smiling.
"Hey, little lady," Annabeth couldn't help but tense. "We're the Abramos. I'm Brad. This is Amy and Bill," he gestured tonthe kids.
"Hi, I'm Annabeth Jackson."
The Abramos made their way further into the household. Annabeth followed them, noticing that Brad was carrying a brown paper bag in his right hand.
The man sat it on the table. "Ok, I got the Happy Meal. Amy, you got the Big Mac. And Bill, your McDouble."
He began distributing the food. Annabeth stared at him, it was hours away from dinner time.
"After school snack. We got you a small fry. We'll have freezer chicken alfredo for din-din," he said to Annabeth, and she smiled just to be nice.
Din-din? What is he, five? Annabeth thought.
"So this is how you always do dinner? And, uh, after school snacks?" She knew the answer, she had read the manual. But any conversation was better than awkward silence.
Badly just nodded in response. So much for conversation.
-Annabeth: Why would you eat fast food and microwave dinner every night? Come on, they're going have heart attacks!-
-Bradly: I don't know why she has a problem with it. I mean, it's our way of life...-
After the amazing gourmet dinner, Bradly just wondered off into the living room.
"Where are you going?"
"Play station, bro."
Annabeth resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Play station?"
Brad paused for a second, as if confused. "Oh, I get it. You're an Xbox person. That's cool."
The kids went upstairs, Annabeth guessed to their rooms, and Brad lay in a heap on the couch, sipping on a Dr Pepper and playing Call of Duty.
"Kids! What are you doing? It's Monday! You clean house! The kitchen is a wreck!"
Annabeth watched as the kids came down the stairs, groaning and arguing. Brad didn't even look away from his Zombies game.
"Stop your complaining. This house can't function if it's dirty!" He yelled, knifing a zombie in the head.
In five minutes, the kids were dusting and mopping, while Brad didn't move a muscle except to use the controller.
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Back in New York, Jill is just now meeting Percy and his family.
"I BROUGHT CANDY FOR THE LITTLE ONES!"
Right when Jill said this, she was tackled to the floor by a surprisingly strong and candy loving Markus.
Luke glared. "Dad says not to take candy from strangers."
Percy laughed. "I'm sure it's fine."
He had to admit, he had his concerns. He knew Annabeth was tough, but her going to whole other part of the country where any monster could attack was a but unnerving. It had even crossed his mind that the other family could be monsters, but he had convinced himself that was false.
"I'm Percy Jackson. This is Markus, who just tackled you. And that's Luke, Bob, and Sally."
Jill gave them an ecstatic wave.
"Ok, kids. Why don't you do your homework."
-Jill: Oh my god! How strict! Give your kids some space!-
-Percy: Jill seems nice, but I don't really know her yet, so I'm still kinda nervous.-
The kids were all doing their homework in the kitchen. Percy and Jill were watching South Park in the living room.
"Annabeth doesn't normally let me watch this when the kids are near," Percy commented.
"Then maybe she shouldn't be so strict."
"What?"
"You too. It's like, damn, the kids just got home. Let them get Burger King, watch a movie, relax."
Percy glared. "All I did was make them do homework."
"Actin' like a dictator," Jill snapped.
-Percy: Why is this bitch acting like this is such a big deal? She thinks she's sassy, she hasn't seen sassy yet.-
"I'm just saying you should give them more space."
"Ok, well, this is our week. Can you be patient?" Percy said slowly, like she was a three year old.
"Can you realize this is a big deal?"
"Can you realize that you're an idiot?"
-Jill: Ohhh he didn't...-
Percy and Jill just sat there for a while. Now he was honestly concerned, it was going to be really annoying if Jill kept making such big deals and overreacting about stupid stuff...
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Sooooo I hope you enjoyed this chapter. IT IS ABOUT TO GET REAL UP IN HERE. Anyways...
When the format is like
-Annabeth:-
That is a personal interview, like they do on reality shows. When it just shows one person talking to the camera.
Please review? What do you think will happen next? With Annabeth? What else will Jill blow out of proportion, and just how big of a deal will she make it?
-SltherinDemigod13
