CHAPTER 4:
ANNABETH'S POV (continued):
I woke up to Penelope on top of me, asleep, and she wouldn't move. When I finally got out of bed and changed, Penelope was running around my room. I grabbed her and went over to Hazel's room. Hazel was the youngest and shortest girls, so I thought her clothes would fit Penelope better than anyone else's. "Hey Hazel, can I borrow one of your shirts. It's for Penelope." I said while walking in a gem incrusted room. "Yeah, I've got a few to spare." She went into a closet and pulled out a light purple blouse. I put it on Penelope, and it was the perfect size for a dress.
I found Jack asleep on the floor of his/Percy's room. "Jack, Jack wake up." I said loudly. Then Penelope walked over right to his ear. "Wake up, Jacky." She screamed. Jack jumped up, hitting his head on the underside of the bed. "Ouch." Jack groaned. He got up and was looking for something. "Where's my staff?" He looked around. "Where's my staff?" he sounded worried. He started running all around the deck, and for the first time frost didn't follow him. We looked all around the ship, and we ended up on the deck. "Well…well, I see you have more friends, Jack." A dark voice came through the shadows. "Where are you? You no-good, cheating, son of a gun." Jack murmured under his breath.
A tall man appeared on the edge of a shadow, he had gray skin and piercing yellow eyes. He was holding Jack's staff and twirling it around. "Jack long time, no see. I guess that would be your fault. You know, banishing me to my lair, leaving me to rot while you had all the fun in the world. Well a certain goddess wants my help. You know nothing happens on this earth without her knowing about it." The man's silky voice tingled up my spine. "What do you want, Pitch?" Jack snarled at the man. "Oh, it's not what I want, it's what Gaea needs." The man named Pitch snared. "And what would that be?" Jack asked to play to Pitch's amusement. "The little girl, in trade for your beloved staff. A useless girl, who has no meaning to you. For a staff, the same staff that you died saving your sister with. The same staff that helps you bring joy and fun to children. The same staff that is connected to your very well being." Pitch said while spinning Jack's staff.
I didn't know what to think. Jack was a guardian, but if Pitch said was true, then why shouldn't Jack make the trade. "No, you're not getting Penelope." Jack stepped in front of her protectively. "I'll give you one more chance to give me the girl, or something might…" Pitch moved the staff to both his hand and balanced it on his bent knee. "…brake." HE slammed staff on his knee breaking it in two and through the pieces out to sea.
FRANK'S POV:
The noise that came down from the deck was so gut grinding, that every part of me shuddered. I was just sitting in my room cleaning the monster grime out of my finger nails. When all of a sudden, a scream comes down above my head.
I jumped up (still in my pajammas), and book it to the top of the stairs. When I get there Jack Frost is unconscious, and Annabeth and the others are looking around. The ship was also stopped. I was in the middle of thinking why the ship was stopped when Annabeth spotted me. "Frank, turn into something and you have to retrieve the two parts of jack's staff." Order Annabeth. She was freaked, upset, and downright furious. I turned into a dolphin and dove into the depths of the sea.
Even with echo-location, it took over three hours to find a broken stick. I was going to just grab it and go, but I heard a few mer-people talking. "Yeah that's what I heard, but you can never trust the guppies." A teenaged mer-girl said in a 'jersey-high-school-preppy' way. "I guess. Any more fin-flipping around. Or Nah." Another mer-girl said, clicking her tongue at the end of the sentence. "Well, I heard from Chelsey, who heard from Melinda, who heard from Jasper, who heard from Kaleb (with a K), who heard from a string ray, who heard from a crab, who heard from a naiad, who is best friends with a dryad, who lives at camp half-blood, who is the girlfriend of Grover Underwood (the satyr), who is best friends with Percy Jackson. Annabeth Chase (Percy's girlfriend/sidekick) told Grover that Percy Jackson is now a little girl, who is super cute and adorable but has all the powers of the ocean at her fingertips." A third Mer-girl rattled off in a none stop whirlwind of the gossip.
"I'm not Percy's sidekick. If anything he needs me more than I need him." Annabeth huffed as I finished my story. "Yeah, now tell us how this got all over the ocean floor." Coach angrily said to Annabeth. "Well, Grover IM-ed me last night, and was worried about Percy because a Pink cloud was blocking the connection in their telepathic link. So, what was I supposed to do, tell Grover that Percy was just experimenting with Pipers perfume stash?" Annabeth glared at Coach Hedge.
"Sooooooo how did this end up into under the sea, and how did Jack Frost go unconscious?" I asked (to break the stare down.) Annabeth explained the story about a gray dude and the wanting to trade Penelope for the staff. Him breaking it in two and Jack falling to the ground. "Jack, get back in bed. Sit down, stay, freeze, please." We all heard Piper yell from the infirmary. Jack walked up the stairs and spotted his staff. "My staff, how did you get it?" Jack ran to me and grabbed his staff putting the two pieces together. "I don't really think you can fix it like tha…." I was about to finish when a white light went around the crack. Jack lifted the stick up and started flying and the deck. "Cool, I stand corrected." I said a little miffed that it took all that time to find it, and only a couple seconds to fix it. "Jackie, I foundeded your staff." Penelope ran around holding up a twig. "You sure did kiddo. It looks like it shrunk though, but I can fix that problem." Jack laughed as he picked up the stick and hid his staff behind his back. "You have to close your eyes really tight, and wrinkle your nose, then wriggle your toes…"as Jack listed all these steps she did them. Then jack through the twig in the water and pulled out his staff. "…Spin around three times, then count to five and open your eyes." Everyone was stifling giggles by then. When she finally stopped spinning, and opened her eyes, her face was so amazed. She squealed with excitement (which made Annabeth bust out laughing even more.) I started laughing too, because it sounded like a hyped up guinea pig.
A/N: Sorry if my grammer and spelling aren't really great (or good) I'm not that good at english (the class, not the language). Oh, and thanks for the posts. Next chapter might take longer to put up cause I will be busy, being forced to have a life. (hopefully I won't have a delay though)