Hi guys!
So, yes, I am alive. Sorry I haven't updated… got really busy with my school newspaper. I'm an editor, and I have people on my staff that give me an extremely tough time.
I blame my niceness.
Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, nor will I ever.
Needless to say, Nico was not prepared for the utter randomness that was Grover's subconscious.
Nico and Percy appeared in the middle of a vast meadow, full of different kinds of flowers and trees in full bloom.
Percy sniffed. "Whoa… it smells awesome here."
It was true. The various blossoms all gave off their own unique perfumes, filling the air with a multitude of aromas.
Nico whistled. "Persephone would be jealous." Then he sneezed. "Darn it. Apparently, I'm still allergic to pollen even inside Grover's head."
Percy closed his eyes and drew in a deep sniff. "Hmm… roses, for sure. Um, lemon blossoms. And I'm pretty sure I smell some freesia and chamomile."
"You forgot the lavender," a voice from behind them said. Nico jumped. Percy broke into a grin and opened his eyes.
"And the orange blossoms, lilacs, hawthorns, lilies, baby's breaths, clover blossoms, pansies, violets, impatiens, rues, tulips—" Grover continued.
Nico cut him off. "Wait… I didn't know impatiens had a scent."
"Blah-ha-ha! They do if you have a satyr's nose." Grover turned to Percy. "I'm impressed. How do you know what freesia smells like?"
"Um…" The son of Poseidon coughed. He changed the subject. "Hey, what's that over there?" Percy pointed to an odd-looking tree a couple yards away.
There was a tree, maybe twelve feet tall, with waxy dark green leaves and smooth silvery bark. That wasn't the odd part.
The odd part was that the tree had metallic silver flowers, and hung heavy with shiny tin cans.
"Oh! It's a tin can tree!" Grover exclaimed, starting to walk towards the tree. "I love these things, and this place is full of them!"
Percy and Nico exchanged a look.
"I didn't know tin cans grew on trees," Percy said.
"Huh. Me neither. I wonder if that's how they make Coke cans? You know, just grab a bunch of these trees and pluck the cans off and paint them," Nico said.
Percy rubbed his nose. "There was another smell, too… It smelled kinda spicy." He frowned. "I can't place it, though."
Nico sniffed the air. "Yeah, I smell it too. Reminds me of Mexican food."
Percy's eyes widened. "Wait. We're in Grover's dreams. You know what that means?"
"No… not really."
"Enchiladas," Percy said triumphantly. He pointed a little ways off. "Oh gods. There's even an enchilada bush here."
Grover was jumping up and down, knocking tin cans out of the tree and eating them. Nico stifled a snicker at the bizarre sight.
"Du-u-de! Are you listening to me?" Percy demanded.
Nico collapsed on the ground laughing. "This place is so messed up, I don't think we even need to do anything!"
Percy sighed. "True. And I'd hate to mess up Grover's dream." He frowned. "How come Grover has cooler dreams than me?"
"'Cause you're lame," the son of Hades answered. "So, no messing with Grover?"
"Just look at him… he's so happy. I'd feel bad ruining his dream."
Nico huffed. "Fine. So, where to next?"
"Um… Thalia, maybe?" Percy suggested.
Nico's eyes widened. "Dude! She'll kill us if we do anything!"
"All the more fun," Percy said. "She can't really hurt us… right?"
"Um…" Nico paused, thinking. "At that moment, Nico and Percy became invulnerable when in other people's dreams."
"Why is my name second?" Percy whined.
"Because Nico and Percy sounds better than Percy and Nico."
"… I like the second one better."
"Well, I like the first one better."
"But…"
"Hey, it's my dream amulet."
"Technically, it's Hypnos'—"
"Whatever. It was given to me, not you."
"You should be a lawyer or something when you grow up. You're certainly argu—argument—argumenative enough."
"I think the word you're looking for is 'argumentative,' not 'argumenative.' That's not even a word," Nico explained.
"Yes it is!" Percy jerked his chin up in mock defiance.
"In Percy Land, maybe."
"Damn, how'd you know?"
"I'm a special kid." Nico paused. "So are you sure we can't mess with Grover?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Fine. We'll just take him with us, then."
"Wha—" Percy began, but was cut off.
"Then Nico, Grover, and Percy were transported into Thalia's dream."
"Why is my name last?!"
Yeah, I'm guessing these chapters are going to be pretty short each time. Hope you guys don't mind.
If you could do me a favor—Google search "doodlydoodledot" and add ".blogspot" after it. This is a blog my friends and I are doing, and if you're ever bored… well, you'll have us and our randomness.
