Bianca

Bianca was in the kitchen, helping Luke make unicorn poop slime.

"Bianca, pass me the borax."

"Ok! This one?"

"No. That's… Ok, I don't even know what that is…"

"Oh! This one says BORAX on the front! Here…"

Bianca poured some into the slime mixture.

Luke winced. "Um… Bianca? We're supposed to put that in the water. Here… let me see if I can fix it."

Luke grabbed a spoon and started to stir. He frowned.

"This isn't working. Let's watch the video again…"

As a cheerful girl with a British accent began to describe the process, Annabeth came downstairs. She scanned the large, sticky mess on the kitchen counter, and on the floor. Her eyes narrowed.

"Luke Chase-Jackson!," Luke froze, and the British girl continued to chatter. "I don't know what you're thinking, but you are 13 years old. Thirteen. And I expect you to clean your messes up, instead of sitting there and watching some stupid video!"

Luke sighed and began to clean up the mess. Bianca slowly reached over and paused KellyDIY's video.

As soon as the mess was clean, Annabeth announced,

"OK everyone. I checked the weather, and there is a storm warning. No going outside, or near the sunroom. Got it?"

Luke and Bianca nodded. As if on cue, it started raining, and Bianca heard the rumble of thunder. Then lightning. Luke jumped at the flash of light and ran behind the couch. However, Bianca was somewhat mesmerized by it. I mean, lightning is kinda cool, how it forms and such. Annabeth interrupted her thoughts.

"Luke, stop hiding there. I didn't vacuum this week. I'll be in my room, if anyone needs me. Also, no more slime for today."

Bianca glanced at the 37 containers on the coffee table, all containing various types and textures of… slime. Annabeth marched upstairs and sat down on her bed. Bianca glanced at Luke, still hiding behind the couch.

"Luke, are you gonna come out?"

"Ok I will, it seems like the lighting is done with…"

The sat down on the couch and played with various slimes.

"So this one is fluffy slime. It needs a lot of shaving cream. I borrowed Nico's because it smelled nice, and honestly, he doesn't even need to shave!"

"What's this one?"

"Ahhh. That is the famous butter slime."

"Doesn't look like butter," Bianca smirked. "Looks more like… your dad's breakfast."

The slime was dyed a bright blue. Bianca glanced down at her hands, which her also bright blue. Suddenly the lights flickered. It must be really windy. We might lose power. Bianca looked around for any other indicators of losing power, but everything seemed fine. Luke looked up too, and then stared at the fuse box. It was green. That was fine.

Then the lights went off. But only for five seconds. When they came back on, there was a sticky note on the butter slime.

RUN.