So this is an interesting one.
Piper was looking for Leo and Percy. They were on the Argo – the ship was in mid-air, overland, so if they weren't, then where the fu…
Anyway, Annabeth had called a meeting, with five of the seven members showing up rather quickly. When her boyfriend and Leo hadn't, the daughter of Wisdom asked Piper if she could scout the ship and drag them back here. The idea of holding Percy and Leo by the ears as they stumbled behind her amused Piper, so she agreed.
But they were nowhere. Not in their cabins. Not above on deck. Not in the command room at the front – Hedge was steering, whilst whistling the USSR anthem under his breath…Piper had questions.
But as she was descending into the lower levels, a noise pricked her ears. It was a steady beat, like a drum, or a bass.
"What the…" she muttered, speeding along the corridors.
Then she stopped again. Another noise had accompanied it. An almost snaky whisper of a beat, slightly faster, playing over the top of the bass. Wait. Was that a music beat?
Yep. Oh my god. A cymbal and small guitar riff was playing now. Piper thought she could hear jazzy piano too. The pair was listening to a soundtrack. She'd kill them.
As she approached the engine room, the music got louder, and she could finally hear voices. It was Leo, and he said,
"You ready, aqua boy?"
A second voice sounded out. "Mcshizzle, I'm going to end you. Team Leo is dead."
Piper suddenly panicked. What if the eidolons had possessed them?! She made them swear on the Styx, but they were monsters. Would they listen?
She burst open the door, which was muffled as the room suddenly blasted with what was a pretty simple tune. Neither Percy nor Leo noticed her. Piper had drawn her knife and was about to charmspeak them when she frowned. There were so many things wrong. One – no weapons were drawn. Two – a stereo was lying at the foot of a chair. Three – Percy was sitting on the said chair, watching as Leo swaggered in circles, holding a…microphone?
What was going on?
Suddenly, in what was a terrible impression of rap dances, Leo bent over the mic.
"Son of Poseidon?
You can kiss my ass.
I can out rhyme you any day, with elegance and class. Water bows down to fire, so that means you?
You're up for hiiire!
This is Leo McShizzle, you're just a lazy drizzle.
I'm bad, you're mad – I'm cool, you fool."
Was that…is this a…no they did not.
Suddenly, Percy rose from the chair, catching the mic Leo tossed at him. Leo started circling, and it looked like a one-on-one sword fight…with a mic.
Percy paused on the beat and began.
"Listen up, fire guy, maybe you hadn't heard.
But your girl was with me before singing to the birds.
You say you want me for hire? At least I didn't set New Rome on fiiire!
I have class. I have sass – you're crass, can I pass?
I'm Jackson bitch, you the goof 'Lil repair boy. Maybe you're single, cause you look like a boy toy!
This rap was easy, you better run. Cause I am Percy Jackson and I'm fucking Posei-done."
The music stopped. Percy and Leo stared at each other. Then they both burst out laughing, clapping each other on the back.
"Man, how are you so good?" Leo laughed.
"Mate, you called me a drizzle. And it worked. Fair play."
Piper's dagger slipped out of her hand, and the pair turned sharply at the clanging. When they saw Piper, both erupted into boyish grins. Instead of being remotely embarrassed, Leo called,
"Who won? Come on, who won?"
Piper stammered, staring at both of them in turn. "Wha…I'm not…what the fuck?"
Lol. Rap battle. I'm continuing this in another chapter. Jason finds out what happened and gets involved.