Annabeth
I woke up to something cooking, and it smelled divine. I walked to the small kitchen, where Percy was cooking bacon, pancakes, and eggs with orange juice. He was wearing an apron that said "kiss the cook." I couldn't help but laugh.
"What, can you not read? It says ''kiss the cook.'' And I'm the cook!" He joked. I smiled and gave him his kiss.
"Sleep well?" He asked. I nodded.
"Best in a long time." He smiled, and motioned to the chair behind me.
"Sit, and breakfast is almost ready." I did what he asked, and politely waited. He made bad jokes, making me laugh at his attempts.
"And breakfast's served." He announced, carrying plates like a waiter. He looked so goofy I had to laugh.
"There's a laugh!" He shouted, trying to sound like Robin Williams, may he rest in peace. He sat down next to me.
"So, what plans do you have with me today?" She looked up, shocked that I knew.
"Your mom told me." Go figure. Leave it to mom to tell a secret.
"Well, being honest, I didn't even know if you would go with me. So, movies?" He smiled.
"I think a Beatles movie came out. One of the last movies my father made. He plays Ringo. It was one of the few times I acted too. I played a younger George." So his father was alive?
"How old were you?" His smile faded.
"I was eleven at the time. But I hardly saw him. He was always away, filming." Oh. Now I feel like a jerk for bringing it up. But his smile returned.
"So want to?" I couldn't say no. We then started for a local family run thearter, whom I known since I moved here.
Luke
According to Rachel, who bugged the cabin, they are heading to the theater to see some film about a bunch of long-haired musicians. To cheesy if you ask me. I had Zeus plant a bomb at the theater, not enough to kill everyone, just three or four.
"Luke! Where is my rifle? Some rivals just egged our house!" Again?! How often must we kill their leader before they get it right?
"IN THE GUN SAFE!" I shouted. Soon, the theater will be blown up, and her new boy will take the blame. Oh, I must see it on the t.v!
"A family run theater has been demolished by a bomb being placed in the back. Three people were killed, and someone pointed to a boy and girl, saying the boy did it. That's all we know at the moment."
It already happened? Sure enough, it showed Percy being hauled into a police car, yelling he didn't do it. Ah, live is good.
Sorry for the bad plot twist. R&R!
