A/N:
Okay, I have to admit that my chapters are turning shorter - I'm trying hard to improve that. But at least I'm updating :)
- Alex
Chapter Four
Percy Jackson posted on Annabeth Chase's wall: Is ... is that you, Annabeth? The one next to me?
Annabeth Chase: No, it's your Grandma - of course it's me fucking retard!
Percy Jackson: Wait ... how can you be you when you are my grandma? That doesn't make sense in any way.
Annabeth Chase: *facepalm* Nothing makes sense to you, Seaweed Brain. Like always, you are just a useless piece of *shit*.
Percy Jackson: I hope you are aware that I have FEELINGS. Since I'm a human being - apart from being a demigod. Maybe you should point yourself while saying the last sentence of yours. How does that feel, huh? FEEL THE PAIN, BITCH!
Annabeth Chase: Percy, I don't think last night did you well... Speaking of that, what *did* happen when I came here? Why am I on the bed with you? Wait, we're on a seperate bed, so that's cool. But ... why are we here?
Percy Jackson: ...
Annabeth Chase: ...
Percy Jackson sent Annabeth Chase a scream.
Annabeth Chase sent Percy Jackson a scream.
Percy Jackson OH MY GOD Athena Olympus IS GOING TO KILL ME FOR SLEEPING IN THE SAME ROOM AS HER DAUGHTER - I hope you guys are aware that even this can cause serious problems with a god! (sent from mobile.)
(Athena Olympus likes this.)
Athena Olympus: Correction, kelp head. Firstly I am going to skin you alive with a sharp razor blade, then squeeze the blood from your disgusting body to feed it to the blood-drinking creatures. Second, I will crush your bones into tiny bits of pieces and give them to my owl to send them to your father for him to mourn. Then I am going to rip your body into shreds, feed them to your horse, make him puke them, then eat it again, and I'll just wear your skin through the whole event. The end. But you are right about killing you.
Percy Jackson: ... ouch.
Blackjack: No way in *hell* I'm gonna let you do that shit to me. I have rights, woman! Oh, yo boss! How ya doin'? Haven't heard of you in a long time if you mind me telling you.
Percy Jackson: Wtf, you have facebook?
Blackjack: Um, ya ...?
Percy Jackson: Oh, okay. But, how can you type on your phone when you have hooves instead of fingers?
Blackjack: Hmm, let me guess why. Oh, because I'm a MAGICAL CREATURE STUPID ASS! Are you even conscious that we live in a world full of fuckin' mytholoical beings? You can just go fuck yo' self, Fuckson!
Artemis Olympus: What a way to make an animal feel miserable. Can you see that it also has a life full of feelings and losses? Boys are insuferable, especially you.
Percy Jackson: I take that comment as offence.
Artemis Olympus: It's supposed to *be* an offensive comment! Even Poseidon knows that - though he's a good-for-nothing god, who only manipulates the sea and earth shaking. Which I consider a useless power compared to having hunting skills. You can't survive with only water.
Percy Jackson: In *my* opinion, having the power to control the sea is very useful. It saved my fucking *life*.
Artemis Olympus: Don't you use that language on me! I am a godess, therefore, you must treat me with respect, boy. You know what? I don't have time to even argue with you anymore. You are just a waste to the civilication, and needs to be erased from it before you do anything absurd. I would gladly do it myself right now, using my best, and highly structured bow.
(Athena Olympus likes this.)
Poseidon Olympus: I forbid you to do this to my son! He has the right to live, as so does everyone else. So I suggest for you to leave him in peace, and let him be.
Percy Jackson: Thanks, Dad :)
Poseidon Olympus: No probs. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need some tan. I look like a fucking. White. Sheet!
Percy Jackson Oh my god, my Dad just defended me! Can't believe this, I'm out of the shit with these crazy phycopath girls! (sent from mobile.)
Annabeth Chase: Your already in shit again fucktard, so why celebrate? Now, if you'll excuse me, leave it to me to unsolve this mystery at how we ended up in these beds, and why. UNLIKE YOU.
Percy Jackson: Okay, you tell me when you finish with it. I need some rest, my head doesn't feel very good with the images Athena had infected to my innocent brain. Night, night.
Annabeth Chase: You are blind, are you, Percy?
Percy Jackson: What do you mean that I'm blind? I can see perfectly well.
Annabeth Chase: Oh really? Then can you tell me where we are? Can you tell me why we are in beds? Can you tell me where the fuck we are? No, you can't. Because your a fucking bitch ass who doesn't even know how to flush a fucking toilet!
Percy Jackson: Of course I know how to flush a toilet! I've done it a million times, let me tell you that. Don't tell me next that I don't know how to brush my teeth! Well, I don't know how to - but I have a reason to it! My Mom always brushes it for me even though I tell her I know how. Wait, why am I telling you this...?
Percy Jackson: Oh yeah, the toilet I can explain. Just because I have a mother who takes care of me doesn't mean I don't know how to do anything, okay. I am capabe of pulling the sliver handle that has millions of germs.
Aphrodite Olympus: I love, love! 3
Annabeth Chase: Random. Anyways, your explanation is considered pointless. As I, the daughter of Athena, have other things more important to worry about. Like, oh, is it just me or were we drugged by Aphrodite?
Percy Jackson: Putting a young lady in the position of being capable of doing that horrible thing to a demi-god is out of question! In my opinion, Aphrodite had *nothing* to do with this!
Annabeth Chase: Well, can you explain the point where we came in a room that immedietly smelled suspiciously like strawberries? Or the point where the room had pink all over the place?
Percy Jackson: It could've been the guest room for all I know!
Annabeth Chase: Since when do gods have guests that they need a room for them? Please, Percy, tell me because this does not make any sence. Eventually, it comes to the fact where I do not know what you are thinking to make you come to this point.
Percy Jackson: Well, well, well, aren't we a little frustrated huh? You know what? Fuck you, I say Aphrodite didn't do anything, and THAT'S FINAL.
Annabeth Chase: Go take a hike, Fuckson.
(Blackjack likes this.)
Percy Jackson: What the hell, Blackjack? I thought you were my friend!
Blackjack: Well, it's obvious it isn't, right?
Percy Jackson okay, it's been like one day since I talked to Annabeth, and this is getting riddiculous. Is it just me, or does she hates my guts? (sent from mobile.)
Nico DiAngelo: Your a total failure, man. Just go and apologize to her. That's the simplest thing to do when a girl is pissed.
Percy Jackson: What if she doesn't forgive me no matter how much I beg?
Nico DiAngelo: Trust me, she will Perce.
Percy Jackson: But, what if she doesn't?
Nico DiAngelo: OH MY GODS *SHE WILL* PERCY! What don't you understand from that simple direction?
Percy Jackson, Nico DiAngelo, and 54 more people will attend to the 'Capture the flag! Hell yeah!' event.
(Chiron likes this.)
Percy Jackson: My suspicion is back...
Chiron: Fucking shit, just let it go! It's nothing that is supposed to consern you.
Percy Jackson: Supposed?
Chiron: Shit.
Random Girl From The Aphrodite Cabin wrote on Percy Jackson's wall: Hey Percy, do you want to go to the lake with me? 3
Percy Jackson: Er ... huh? The lake? Um ... uh, sure.
Piper McLean: Snap out of it, Percy! You, leave him alone and don't approach to him in any other way or I'll tell Annabeth to rip you to shreds!
Random Girl From The Aphrodite Cabin: Oh my gods, I am very surpsirsed of you to treat one of your sibilings like this! How mother will be dissapointed!
Piper McLean: Shut.
Piper McLean wrote on Jason Grace's wall: Jason, can you please take care or Percy while I do something? Keep him distracted, and send him to the lake at seven o' clock. He *can't* be late.
Jason Grace: Sure honey, anything for you. Come on Percy, to your cabin.
Percy Jackson: Why the fuck do we have to go to mine?
Jason Grace: My, my, aren't we on a foul mood? Anywho, we have to go to your cabin because it's the only place where I feel confortable and safe without feeling stares on me the whole time I'm there. I mean, I have been to your place before ... but you didn't know.
Percy Jackson: What. The. FUCK were you doing in my cabin?
Jason Grace sent Percy Jackson a soft expression.
Percy Jackson: ?
Jason Grace wrote on Percy Jackson's wall: Annabeth. That's why I was in your cabin. Because she was there.
Percy Jackson I think I feel different; in a good way. (sent from mobile.)
(Piper McLean likes this.)
A/N:
I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writting it!
- Alex
