Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson, thanks :D
So this is supposed to be set after HoO, assuming all the characters I mention here don't die an agonizing death...
Lol this is kinda just me messing around and having some fun with my boys, Leo and Nico~ Anyways enjoy I guess.
Piper's POV
I should not have picked dare.
Annabeth's always been nice to me and nice in general, so when she smiled happily after I picked dare I thought it was a good sign. But I was wrong. She looked at her watch. "This may take a while, so we'll be back in say, eh, an hour?" She said, doing the math. "Make that two."
"Why can't you do it here?" Leo whinned.
"It'll take the surprise out of everything." She laughed and stood. "Come with me, Pipes." She scanned the crowd. "And Hazel. You'll have to give Frank to Leo or something." Hazel nodded simply and put Hamster Frank in Leo's lap, who laughed maniacally and held him up in his palms and started singing the song from Lion King. People laughed as I stood. I didn't think it would be that bad, but now with the inclusion of Hazel it made me less hopeful.
Leo flipped and shrieked, "Ow!" Frank had bit him. I laughed. I noticed, with Hazel coming, there were no people between Leo and Calypso, which made me think something bad would happen. Best case scenario... Leo would get his eyes gouged out. Worst case? He'd probably be dead.
Annabeth cleared her throat. "Since we'll be gone awhile, I shall give Frank the honor of continueing the game until we get back." She probably only said that because he was currently a hamster and couldn't talk.
Jason looked at me reassuringly, giving me a thumbs up. "Good luck. I'll miss you," I blushed a bit and kicked him playfully. He laughed and Annabeth turned to leave. Hazel and I followed, and as we left I could hear Leo stage whisper, "It's gonna be some sort of lesbian thing, I know it," then I heard from him another "Ow!" And I didn't know if Frank bit him again, or Nico hit his arm playfully, or Calypso had successfully gouged out his eyes.
Once out of the clearing, I asked, " What exactly is the dare?"
Annabeth shrugged. "You'll see."
"Why does Hazel need to come?"
"She's my helper!" She said simply.
"...How bad it?" I asked,then added hesitantly, "I'm not gonna die, am I?"
She laughed. "No, no, nothing like that. It's not that bad, either."
I nodded slowly. I had no way of knowing if she was making this so vague because she was trying to scare me, or if I honestly should've been scared.
We went to the Hades cabin, because Annabeth's and my own were full of people (Witnesses? I thought) And so since we had little Hazel Bagel with us, we went to her's. It was slightly messy, mostly being inhabited by Nico. There was a container of jenga blocks situated on the floor, which made Hazel laugh for whatever reason as she picked it up and set it on the beside table. And seriously, everything Nico owned was black. Like, everything, from sheets to pillow cases to backpacks. Annabeth left to get 'supplies,' which left me and Hazel to wonder what she was planning.
"She's a kid of Minerva," Hazel thought out loud. "She's super smart and cunning. Why would you pick dare?"
I shrugged, sitting down on the (also black) roll-up carpet on the wooden cabin floor. "Taking a dare from an Athena kid is different than taking one from say, an Ares kid. It could be worse."
Hazel laughed. "Ah, come on, what's the worse dare you think Frank could think of?"
I had to laugh at that one. "True, true. Probably, 'Um...Lick this tree,'"
She smiled and mimicked her boyfriend back. "O-Oh, Sorry Juniper. J-Just, um... Hug this teddy bear," We both laughed.
"So how is Frank as a boyfriend, by the way?" I asked. I always thought they were the cutesy blushy type, not getting a whole lot done relationship wise. Which I thought, would lead to unhappiness on one side eventually. That was precisely why I asked.
She shrugged and blushed a little. "He's good. He's so nice, kinda treats me like I'm the only person he cares about," she giggled.
I snorted. "So...You're his precious little gem?"
"Oh, haha, puns," She laughed. "I bet you get that from Jay a lot, though."
I shrugged. "Yeah," I let out a breath. "Sometimes he's a bit too nice, though, you know? Considering he was like, a leader of a 500 person camp, I thought he'd be less complacent."
She raised her eyebrows thoughtfully. "Maybe it's the charmspeak," She helped.
"Even when I'm not using it," I sighed a bit, as I heard the doorknob turning and horrified, I turned so I could see when Annabeth entered, holding...A knife? An axe? Did she raid the supply closet and was going to chop off my head?
But as she walked in, I let out an extreme relieved sigh, to see her holding a bag of hair products. Wait...Hair products? What was she going to do to my head? Luckily I never held my hair on high priority to myself. My siblings would be shrieking and crying right about now, though. I only didn't want to be bald, was probably my biggest fear out of everything.
She smiled goofily. "Ready for blue hair?"
Hazel almost looked horrified, while I held an attitude of indifference. "All of it?" I questioned, putting a bit of hesitant edge in my voice, for Hazel's sake.
Annabeth walked over and turned on a radio, what I guessed was Hazel's since Nico's boom-box was back in the clearing. I laughed a bit was Hazel looked amazed that she got it to work. So I deduced it was a present, probably from Nico himself. "Yup," Annabeth grinned. "All of it,"
Which was actually pretty cool, since I've always wanted to get my hair dyed. Why didn't I try that to get my dad's attention? After a minute I decided it would probably make me more a target for bullying, maybe not by the racist preps, though.
"Sounds cool!" I laughed. "Jason will flip out," I rubbed my hands together maliciously.
Annabeth laughed a bit. "That's the plan," She joined me and Hazel on the floor and pulled several things out of her plastic bag: Bleach, the dye, shampoo, conditioner, et cetera et cetera. She took out the bleach, opening the package and started preparing it. "Hazel, can you get a towel?" She asked. Hazel followed instructions hurrying to the bathroom and grabbing a towel, giving it to me so I could wrap it around my shoulders. I started picking at the random braids in my hair, starting to unravel them. Hazel blinked and decided to help. It felt weird, since I didn't even take out my braids when I was sleeping and usually only when I showered. (sometimes I would be lazy and not take them out anyway, because I'm such a great person when it came to taking care of my hair.)
Hazel looked over at Annabeth as we worked and asked, "So, how's you and Percy doing, then?" Getting back to the conversation we were having before the topic of dying my hair came up. Annabeth glanced up at her and shrugged. "Like usual," I couldn't tell if that was good or bad. But she laughed. "Stupid as always, but sweet,"
I kinda blurted out, out of plain curiosity and I wanted to make her feel awkward. "Have you guys done it yet?" I laughed and she sputtered.
"W-What? " She was flustered, "N-Why would you ask that, oh my gods," She dodged the question.
Hazel started fanning herself with her hand, like she did was topics like this came up. Every time she does I feel like I'm disgracing the 30's or something.
"Hey, you guys are the oldest, it would make sense," I reasoned.
"True," Hazel added, to my surprise.
"I-I-That's none of your business!" She fumed, blushing madly and tried to focus on shaking the bleach powder in its container. She had put on blue rubber gloves when I wasn't looking.
To retort, I said simply, "No answer means you haven't,"
She had no response for a minute, to which I thought she would just take it and not reply. Then she grumbled. "Fine. Yeah," She sighed.
I laughed and grinned. "Hah, really?"
"BUT I'M NOT ENCOURAGING IT!" She spat in a flustered fury. "You guys shouldn't! Especially you, Hazel!" But Hazel and I were already laughing so hard we could barley breath.
"A-Air," I laughed and gasped."I-I need air!"
Hazel was holding her stomach and was hunched over in laughter. She did a perfect imitation of Annabeth, "'But I'm not encouraging it!'" Which made Annabeth laugh herself. We kept laughing until there was a knock on the door, coming from a camper on night duty, telling us it was past lights-out so we would have to settle down.
"R-Right," Annabeth laughed, then cleared her throat, regaining enough composure to reply, "We're sorry. Have a good night, Harold," Annabeth, being so known at the camp, she was pretty much the lead camper when Percy disappeared, it shut the guy, apparently named Harold, up. When we heard him walk away we laughed quietly until we could catch our breath and stop.
Then we got to work.
