So.
Chapter 9: This place is…
It's still Ashley. The demigods are very interesting people, after all.
The demigods went inside the house and looked around in awe. What was this place? I mean, they'd been to some pretty crazy places, but woah. This place probably beat it all. Sure, it was small, but the things inside were cooool. Like the mirror that seemed to judge them, the broom cleaning the floor on its own, the dishes washing themselves, the clock with weird stuff and way too many hands. They were going to have fun around here, that's for sure.
*shudders* oh boy. You know what that means. Hide.
Leo was trying to figure out how the clock was made. If he could make one, he'd always know what his friends were doing, and how they were doing. That might seem creepy to some people, but to demigods, it just meant caring.
Ron looked uncomfortable. These guys were looking around without any seemingly bad judgement, sure, but they were still gawking. He was, however, wondering why they looked shocked. Didn't they have this sort of thing in America?
Hermione spoke up. "So! Our rooms are upstairs, do you want to see them?
The demigods looked around one last time. Then, in unison, they said, "Sure!"
I tried. I'll try to be better, but the further chapters may be even more inconsistent. But, thank you so much for all the support. I realize there wasn't enough sarcasm, but still. It's something, eh?