'Are you planning on getting the gods involved?' Piper asked, while softly petting her super soaker.

Mallory shrugged. 'Maybe.'

Magnus shook his head. 'No, I would like to not end up in helheim.'

'Boring!'

'Shush, Mallory. We are planning on starting a squirt gun fight, not on getting condemned to hell.'

'You, maybe,' Mallory whispered under her breath, so that only T.J. next to her could hear it. He took a little step back.

'When are we leaving?' Alex filled her supersoaker with a cup of... something. It was not water, that much was clear.

'Didn't we have a rule where we could use only water?' T.J. asked.

Alex grinned like a crazy person. 'That was only a suggestion. And as soon as the other floors join in, there is no way in Hellheim that they will stick to that rule. We must be prepared, T.J.!' The boy took a deep breath and decided not to argue against it.

'And to answer your question, Alex,' Piper said while standing up, 'how about we leave now?' Her suggestion was met with cheering from all sides, even from the previously so cautious Magnus and T.J. They all picked up their super soakers and squirt guns and ran out of Magnus' room, ready to start some drama (Because gods know that hotel Valhalla did not yet have enough of it).

'Where do we go?' Piper asked, while they were all crammed into the elevator. Alex shrugged.

'Hm. We could go to the dining hall.'

'No, we might start a trend and then we can never eat in peace again,' Magnus predicted.

'The main hall, then?'

'Boring!' Halfborn fidgeted with his venom green supersoaker. 'Everyone would go to the main hall.'

'Oh! Paper machée class!' Alex held her supersoaker high above her head to emphazise her point.

'That is evil! Let's do it!' Mallory answered, while hanging her squirt gun (She had a super soaker too, but she decided a smaller weapon might help her in a crisis) right.

As soon as the elevator gave a little ding and the doors rolled open, they began to run again, to paper marchée class. 'Have you ever been there?' Piper asked Magnus.

'No, but I was planning to go this tuesday,' he admitted.

'So are you not shooting yourself in the foot then? I mean, like what you said, what if people copy what you are doing?'

'We'll cross that bridge when we get there,' Magnus answered. He looked around. 'Look. There are already people joining us,' he said with a grin. Piper looked over a shoulder. Before they had even started themselves, there were already other einherjar targeting each other with supersoakers.

'That is quick!'

'That is the magic of hotel Valhalla! Rejoice!' Piper thought about that for a moment, until she nodded with a grin. Magnus was right. Stuff like this would stay a lot calmer in camp half-blood - she had to rejoice for the time being.

While screaming like a bunch of modern vikings, they ran into the paper marchée class. Halfborn soaked someones creation with water before they even realised there were foes in the room. The person was not born yesterday, however, and within one fluid motion dumped his paper marchée creation, which just so happened to be filled with gunpowder, into Halfborns face.

The gunpowder could not explode anymore, but it is really nasty stuff to get into your eyes. Halfborn screamed and tried to punch ahead, but the person was quicker than that and ran out of the paper marchée class, straight to their own room to retrieve their own squirt gun.

Within minutes, everyone in the room was covered with water, crappy paint and paper. Piper ducked under a table, which happened to be the table were T.J. was also hiding. 'What are we going to do now? Spread out?'

T.J. nodded, with a sly grin. 'Yes. We are going to spread this water curse through the rest of the hotel. And you have probably noticed by now that we do not even have to do that much work. Also, just a tip, don't think the people from floor eighteen will keep protecting you for long. This will turn into everyone versus everyone within seconds.'

'Thanks for the tip, I figured that,' Piper said. She began to smile in a way T.J. did not like at all, before she turned her water gun towards him and shot a huge beam of water straight into his face. T.J. slid out from under the table and sprinted to the door. Sadly enough, he slipped on what used to be a banana made of paper marchée and landed onto a table, which gave him a quick ticket back to his room.

Tyr, the god of war, had been waiting for this since the first squirt gun was ever created. He had a whole arsenal of squirt guns, super soakers and other water weapons in his house in Valhalla just for this exact happening. Armed with his ten favorite brightly coloured weapons, he ran into hotel Valhalla. A few people noticed who he was and stopped shooting each other to stand in awe for a moment, but that lasted until Tyr began to hit them all with hard-hitting beams of water. One person was shot and pushed against the wall by stream, which gave him a fast pass back to bed.

'A god joined in - I repeat, a god joined in!' Mallory said, while running past Magnus. The son of Freyrs' mouth fell open. 'Who?'

'Tyr!'

'Curses!' He aimed at Mallory, who ducked behind a wall. Magnus water beam hit some poor schmuck who happened to be running by, but who swiftly turned his own weapon towards Magnus. He expected a jolt of water back and was unpleasantly surprised when he got hit with a wave of paint instead. Before he could run away, he was hit in the head with the colourful stuff and fell to the floor. Welp, I could use some extra sleep, was his last conscious thought that morning.

'Piper!'

'Ah, get out, get out!'

Alex rolled her eyes. 'Piper, we need to band together for a moment. You know how you asked if gods were going to join in? Well, they did, and I have only one goal now.'

'Is that not dangerous?'

'Maybe if this was a water gun fight in the greek world. But in hotel Valhalla, if a god joins a brawl, they know exactly what they've done and they deserve to be destroyed.'

'Alright then. One issue, though, my gun is almost empty.' Alex sighed deeply and pulled a small baggie out of her pocket. 'Here is some long-lasting water. Unless it is acid, it might also be acid. be warned.'

Piper decided not to reply. She just shoved the mystery fluid into her water gun. 'Let us find that god.'

The water gun fight had spread to almost every floor in the hotel, but Tyr had stayed in the main rooms, where the most einherjar were running around. While screaming, Alex and Piper ran into the room and just began to fire at anything and everything they saw. At least two people missed lunch because of Alex' special filling.

Without fully knowing what she was doing, Alex pointed the super soaker right at Tyr and hit him straight in the place where his heart was. It would have killed him if it had been a real rootin' tootin' gun fight.

Tyr looked up. He saw Alex, who looked both afraid, surprised and extremely proud of herself. That one, I like that one, he thought. It is very sad that I have to end her now.

Piper saw Alex fall and decided that she had had her fun. She sprinted out of the main hall, through the lobby, to the bifrost.

'Aren't you joining in the great slay?' she asked Heimdal, who was working hard overlooking the nine worlds for any signs of Ragnarok (And for places in mitgard that were serving free food). He looked over his shoulder, at Piper.

'No, I did not feel like it today.' Piper noticed that his sight was focussed on a single point in Midgard. 'Are they serving free wraps?'

'Free taco's. In the Netherlands.'

Piper put down her supersoaker. 'I could use some energy before I go back into the fight.'

Heimdal tapped his staff onto the bifrost, so that an extra way was created, right in front of the taco store. 'Let's go eat some tacos so that you can destroy them all.

Hey guys, I know this was not the best story. I will write another water gun fight to the death in a few weeks, but then with a few more rules in place...