Lucky: Hey guys!
Jason: What's up?
Lucky: Jason's answering questions now! So send them in!
Jason: I am?
Lucky: You are if you want dinner.
Jason: What's for dinner?
Lucky: Steak.
Jason: I love me some steak.
Lucky: I don't own HoO or PJO. But Jason Grcace currently lives in my closet!
Jason: It's rather comfortable when you get used to it! You know, like being held captive for a week! Coughhelpmecough.
"Jason, are you sure you know what you're doing?" Reyna whispered as Lupa stared the two of them down.
"No."
He could litterally feel her rolling her eyes.
"So," Lupa said, "You're interested in a quest? Normally, I wouldn't assign one unless there was a dire need. Though I knew this day was coming. You were raised by wolves, Jason Grace, and it shows. You have the need to prove yourself. To become the leader of the pack. You are annoyingly insistant. Is that not correct?"
"I learned from you, Mother Lupa."
Instead of snarling, as Jason had expected, she radiated amusement. She looked him in the eye and chuckled, which sounded more like she was hacking up George Lopez.
"I suppose you did. Now, what did you have in mind?" Lupa asked.
"I don't know," Jason admitted, "I didn't think about that yet."
"Oh, Jason," Lupa sighed, "Sometimes I wonder if I should send you to school. You certainly need it."
He heard Reyna let out a laugh- An I-just-spewed-milk-on-my-best-guy-friend's-shirt-and-find-the-look-he's-giving-me-incredibly-funny-and-I-can't-believe-I-just-did-that laugh- from behind him and resisted the urge to rub her in meat and give her to Lupa's minions. He turned around and gave her a look that clearly said: I am not afraid to turn you into a Reyna-kabob.
She covered her mouth, but he got the feeling she was mentally laughing her *ss off. He blushed furiously.
"L-Lupa-"
"I suppose I have some adventures in mind for you," Lupa mused, "How do you feel about cannibal giraffes?"
"What?"
"No," She said, "Killing a dragon?"
"Too mideval."
"I agree. Slaying the Nemean Lion?"
"Already been done."
"If you keep rejecting ideas at this rate, you'll have to settle for helping an old lady cross the street."
"Seriously? Can I get that as a quest?"
Lupa sighed. "Again, I should send you to school. No. What about killing the Trojan Sea Monster?"
Jason perked up. "Is it dangerous?"
"Yes, Jason, it's dangero-"
"I'll take it!"
Lupa nodded. "And your companions?"
Jason looked at Reyna. "Just one," He said, "I want to take Reyna."
"Jason," Lupa warned, "It's risky, taking only one companion. If, gods forbid, one of you, ah, passed on during this quest, the other would be on their own."
"And with two companions, I'll be slowed down," Jason argued. "I'll take Reyna. That's it. When do I leave?"
Lupa sighed. "I'll give you three days to prepare. Now, prepare for supper. Dismissed."
Oh man. She said the D-word. If Lupa said the D-word, it meant you got out, or you were dinner for a hungry wolf. Jason and Reyna scrambled out of the den quickly.
They headed to the pavillon wordlessly.
"So," Reyna said after a while of silence, "The Trojan Sea Monster, huh?"
"Yep."
"What brought this on?" She asked, "The whole quest thing, I mean?"
"Power," Jason admitted. "I don't know what it is, but I feel the need to be in charge of everything. But then I realize what I'm in charge of, and decide I don't want to be in charge, I want to make people obey me."
"That's being in charge."
"No..." He sighed. "It's not. I want to order people around and make decisions. But I don't want to at the same time. I feel the need to take order, but I just don't want to."
Reyna nodded, looking somewhat lost. "Like, you want to be in charge, but you don't want to hurt people?"
"Kind of. I don't want to lead you to your death on this quest. I'm afraid of being a leader. Of...doing something wrong."
"I kind of get that," Reyna said just as they reached the pavillion. "We'll talk after dinner. I don't really want to discuss this in front of everyone."
Jason nodded. "Agreed."
Jason: I was so dramatic in this chapter!
Lucky: Yep. That's for peeing in my closet.
Jason: I told you! That was Sadie!
Lucky: Are you accusing my dog of not being potty trained?
Jason: Of course not!
~Lucky and an injured Jason Grace
