Hey, hey, hey! This is Biancarox. Okay, I'm going to be continuing this chapter from the last chapter, still in Bianca's POV. Sorry for all you Luke Lovers, but my friend recently gave me and idea for Luke's next chapter, and I've needed A LOT of time to think it through. Also, please comment if I should add Kelli the Empousa, and a good couple name for Bianca and Luke. And I've been thinking to pair up Zoe Nightshade and Lee Fletcher. Is that a good idea?

Part two:

Bianca POV

Where was I?

Oh yeah….

So after handing my fat cat over to Persephone, we made our way back to Elysium, and started finishing our packing (Nico insisted on bringing a 'Grow your own Yellow Snow!' kit, which took up his entire suitcase, so he needed three).

When Nico finally got over his packing, I rolled my eyes at him, and made my way to get a breath of cell phone service and before going to the….

LAND OF PAIN AND DEATH AND WAILS OF MURDERERS BEGGING FOR MERCY AFTER THEY CLAIMED INNOCENT LIVES FROM THEIR TOTUROUS PUNISHMENTS

And also, worst of all:

WITH ABSOLUTELY NO CELL PHONE SERVICE!

Scary, huh?

So, after taking a few selfies with Silena and Skye (Zoe thought that I was being 'mislead' from my teachings), I *cough*Skye*cough**cough* realized that it was four pm, and we went back to grab our cases.

"Nicci?" I burst through the door and called. "Get your stuff! And no chocolate!"

Nico came downstairs with three bags, one he said, for his grow snow kit, another for his clothes and a third one for his 'books and educational purposes', that looked suspiciously as if it was filled with Cadbury's fruit and nut.

"Bianca, before we leave…" He began, trying to make it sound as if he was giving an epic speech, like in Lord of the Rings.

"Hm?" I replied, to show I was listening.

"Um, I have to say something, but first… LEMME TAKE A SELFIE!" He sang in his annoying, singsong voice.

He started snapping photos of himself (till I abducted his phone, and pretended to delete all of them, but in reality, I was using Samsung S4 Sticker Editor to give him an apron, a wooden spoon, a crop of red woman's hair, a mole on his face, sunglasses, and a LO NOOB capitation), then I snatched his phone away from him.

"Get a move one, Chainsmoker." I snapped.

He put on a pouty face, and tried to lug along his bags, stopping after three steps from the house to whine "They're too heavy! My feet hurt!"

I muttered a few unflattering things under my breath and took a case from him, the grow snow kit case, while he took along his other two cases.

So, naturally, we were the last to arrive with the others.

Me: I'm feeling lazy today (no wonder, its 5:23 am) SO, I'll put in a part three up later. No hard feelings!

Nico: Did I really do a pouty face?

Me: Shut up and get a move on, Chainsmoker.

Nico: *Pouty face*

Me: See?