Well, i couldn't fit the new location, finding the pearl , ALL that good stuff in here, so i thought this'd be a good ole filler to keep yall occupied until i type it all up.
That way i can bring in some of that "WTF" Essence of my fanfic XD
ENJOY!
After Audrey told them what happened, they decided it was best to just leave as quickly as possible.
They ended up at Dino's, some bar and grill place, and the boardwalk could be seen through the window by which they were eating.
Grover, Percy, and Audrey were stuffing their faces; Annabeth looked to be deep in thought.
"Annabeth?"
"Yeah?"
"One doesn't waste time when eating New Orleans gumbo," Audrey scolded half-heartedly.
Annabeth grinned. "Oh, I know, it's just...we should really clean up after ourselves.."
Audrey looked at her defiantly. "My room is my sanctuary, I intend on keeping it as it is! Aren't there bigger problems afoot??"
Annabeth just shook her head.
"...I think she was talking about the minotaur," Grover informed her in a low voice before continuing to eat.
"....Oh. Psh! I knew that. It-it was just a joke."
"Mmmhmm," Grover replied, obviously in love with the head chef at Dino's.
Annabeth sighed. "Well, expect another report on the news tomorrow morning."
Audrey took a swig of her Coke (after her crappy night, she needed all the caffeine she could get), then tapped her chin as if in deep thought.
"Hmm. Maybe we should clean it up. But..oh no! I'm still eating, and so are you. Grover's obviously still eating. Alas. If only there were someone done already to help us out...." She sighed tragically before batting her lashes at Percy innocently. Annabeth flashed him her innocent and dazzling smile.
Percy rolled his eyes. "Would a son of Poseidon work?" Audrey grinned. "First you should do a heroic pose. Like flex your nonexistent muscles or something."
He waved her off and got up to go clean up the bloody Minotaur Mess.
Audrey and Annabeth laughed as he did the Superman Pose outside in the window before walking towards the cemetery.
"...You do know Percy has abs, right?"
"Oh yeah, I know. But it's still funny to mess with him," Audrey replied with a wink and a laugh.
"...Oh crap. Oh crap crap crap," Grover cried out ten minutes or so later, glancing from his wallet to the receipt.
Annabeth gave him The Look. "Grover...don't tell me.."
Audrey sighed and shook her head. "Great. We're officially broke."
Then she noticed (how she didn't notice it before was beyond her) that the music she had been hearing was from the karaoke bar towards the back of the restaurant.
A slow grin spread onto her face.
"Excuse me, Ellen?" Audrey asked, addressing their brunette-with-blonde-streaks waitress.
She blinked. "Yes?" "If I sang karaoke, good karaoke, do you think that could pay off our meal in tips?"
She put her pen's cap to her lips in thought. "Well...on average, our really good performers make about fifty a pop at least. All the tourists and such, y'know. So...yeah, that'd definitely cover it."
Audrey smacked the table with her open hand happily, making Annabeth and Grover jump about three feet out of their seats. "Awesome! Do you have a guitar?"
FIVEMINUTES LATER...
Annabeth tapped her on the shoulder hesitantly. "Are you sure this is wise?"
Audrey rolled her eyes. "I don't really think I have time to go find our car. So, yes, I do."
Audrey then hopped onto the bar stool and let out a loud whistle, bringing about everyone's attention.
"Excuse me!! Sorry to interrupt your pleasant meals, but does anyone in the vicinity have a guitar on them? Preferrably electric, but I guess I'm not in a position to be picky and all," she added, using her "Outside Voice".
The majority shook their heads, but some guy with an eyebrow piercing came up to her and held up his guitar- an electric.
Audrey grinned. "Thank you, my good man!" She commented in her best British impersonation, and the guy smirked and helped her down.
FIVE MORE MINUTES LATER...
"A-hem. Any requests?" Audrey asked the groups crowded around the stage.
Pretty much the only eligible voice through the din shouted at the top of their lungs, "I Want You to Want Me!!!"
Audrey shrugged and tuned up the guitar. "Not my personal first choice, but do-able. Good song, too."
A/N: I decided to be nice and not post the lyrics on here. It just means more scrolling for you to do, since we know you probably won't read them. ...Not that I blame you XD
if you want the lyrics, ask in your REVIEW (hint-hint) or PM me!
"That's one, two....seventy-nine dollars and fifty-seven cents in tips!" Audrey announced to a smug Annabeth and dumbfounded Grover.
She slapped two twenties on the table, and Ellen smiled and stuffed one of them in her pocket. "Good job, very nice. Loved the guitar solo."
"Thanks, Ellen! Bye."
"Bye now, enjoy your night!"
Percy walked in, and Grover flat-out started laughing at him.
Percy gave him a weird look, and Annabeth grinned. "He just heard Audrey sing. I guess he's still in shock."
"Dude...you missed...the awesomest version of that song EVER," Grover stated between laughs, making Audrey turn bright red. She hated compliments.
TWENTY MINUTES LATER...
"And the guitar solo?" He played air guitar for them, and Percy and Audrey both finally yelled "Just start the damned car already!!!"
Running again. It actually looked pretty peaceful and serene, wherever Audrey was.
So it made sense that the scenery changed.
Suddenly she was in a dark back room.
She felt sticky, like she spilled soda all down her shirt. In fact, she was positive that's what she had done.
Audrey's burn on her arm started tingling, and it glowed. And out of nowhere, the hooded figure emerged.
"Audrey, Audrey, Audrey. Can't leave well enough alone."
His voice had changed yet again.
"No, YOU can't leave ME the hell alone," she snapped, wincing as the pain got worse.
There was a flash; his knife glinting in the dim light.
"You're getting closer and closer still. Soon you'll be able to see my face; if you make it through the night with the challenge I have set for you. Either way, it'll be the last thing you ever see."
Creepy laugh.
There was darkness, and out of nowhere, blinding pain, followed by a blood-curdling scream-
Audrey, you're alright!" Annabeth told her firmly, and Audrey awoke with a start.
It was dark.
She wasn't too fond of the dark right now.
Audrey was panting again. The cold sweat was worse this time.
Annabeth looked genuinely freaked out. "...Are you okay, Audrey?"
Audrey's mouth was very dry as she simply said, "I don't know," before putting her head between her knees to stop the dizziness.
It was then that she saw it; she saw it out of the corner of her groggy eyes.
Audrey slowly lifted her head, and gazed at her arm.
The fleur de lis. Was moving.
It.
Was.
Moving.
MOVING.
She heard a ringing in her ears, along with the scream from her nightmare, and fell back against her pillows in a daze.
"Dude, and the-"
"If you even mention singing, or even Audrey's very name, I'll kick your satyr ass."
Grover laughed. "Sorry. I just thought Annabeth was bluffing. On the plus side, I'm now broke, so I don't have to pay her yet."
Percy laughed and flipped through some more channels. "Good point."
They finally settled for The Office (Grover owed him for chewing his ear off about Audrey's karaoke night experience), but before he could even turn up the sound, there was pounding on the hotel door.
They exchanged a "Should We?" look. Then Percy recognized it as Annabeth's pounding as it rang out another five times, making Grover jump.
"What the hell's their problem?" Grover asked out loud as Percy got up and, after scratching his back lazily, opened the door.
Annabeth stood there in her pajamas, arms crossed firmly across her chest (it must be cold in that hallway....Wait, no, stop it!).
"We have a problem. I think she's seriously sick."
Grover and Percy exchanged a sigh, and Grover slipped on some specially-made Hoof Shoes (How original) before following them down to Annabeth and Audrey's room.
The door had been left open as Annabeth had stormed out, and when he got a good look, Percy wished he hadn't.
She didn't just look ill; she looked like she was freaking dying, she was so pale.
Well, her skin was really pale, but it had a yellowish tint to it, too. And he could see her cold sweat all the way from the door.
She was breathing shallowly, tangled up in the sheets, her right arm hanging slightly off the side of the hotel bed.
Annabeth looked at their faces and sighed. "Now you see why I'm worried? She just fainted after she woke up from this really bad dream, it scared the...scared the shit outta me."
Now Percy was genuinely concerned. Annabeth NEVER said the s-word.
Grover cleared his throat. "Ummm...is that tattoo still on her arm? Or is that her pulse I'm seeing?"
Percy and Annabeth went to look at it. Annabeth delicately took her arm and held it to the light, although you didn't really need a light to see the fleur de lis moving idly on her skin.
Annabeth's mouth went slightly slack, and Percy poked it.
Annabeth hit him. "Gentle, honestly!!" She hissed.
He rolled his eyes. He highly doubted Audrey could feel it in the first place, but he touched her lightly anyway so Annabeth wouldn't hit him again.
He drew his hand back. "She's burning up."
Annabeth felt her arm, then her forehead and sides of her face. She seriously looked just like a worried mother; probably got it from her mom, Athena.
"Strange. In some places she's freezing, in others she's scalding. Should we call a doctor..??"
Grover scoffed, making them both jump.
"And say what? 'Oh, well, we were battling a Minotaur, but she met up with this guy who wants to kill her because of her dad, and now she has a tattoo on her arm that seems to be pure evil. Oh, and did we mention her dad is Apollo, and she's a demigod, and I have goat legs?' Umm, NO," He hissed.
"...Perhaps he has a point," Annabeth muttered worriedly. "So, what do you propose we do, Grover?"
"Wait it out. I guess it all depends on how long it lasts, how dehydrated she might get, and how well she can fight whatever it is off."
Percy and Annabeth exchanged a tired sigh. "Great. This definitely sets us back a while, she's gonna be so ticked off when she wakes up," Annabeth mumbled, sitting on her bed.
Percy pulled two chairs in the room together, and Grover went to claim the remote.
"Hey, bring me a pillow and blanket while you're over there, will ya?"
"Sure, man."
Annabeth watched him in amusement as he set up his little camp in an ideal spot to which he was near the tv, nearer to Audrey, and a bit nearer to the bathroom.
"..You don't have to stay in here."
Percy shrugged. "He snores a lot. Besides. I want to watch The Office."
Well folks, there you have it. Hope it wasn't too cliche or anything!
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