It seems like the competition between Percy and Tyson was a good thing to add. A lot of people seem to be digging it. Maybe in the story I should put in a few more brotherly competitions between the two sons of Poseidon. I'm kinda tempted to. Other than that, hope you all like the next chapter.

Everyone's Filled With Surprises

Percy's POV

"Alright Tyson, it's your turn now." I said after settling down from laughing a lot.

"Alright then, I am coming after you Mr. Crocker." Tyson said pretty excitingly as the intro that had a teacher writing on a chalk board and then a student throwing a ruler at his head followed by the ruler being thrusted into his head and the teacher saying "This is an outrage!" showed on the computer he was playing on.

"Who the hell is Mr. Crocker?" I asked Tyson.

"That, Percy, is the name of the teacher that I'm going to kill, five different times and in five different ways." Tyson said which was followed by him laughing diabolically.

I raised an eyebrow at this. Once again, Tyson has surprised me with this unknown side to him. Just goes to show you, everyone is full of surprises.

"Tyson, did ever have some sort of a teacher named Mr. Crocker?" I asked.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, maybe." Tyson said as he clicked the play button and began the game.

"Don't say maybe if you're trying to implicate me in a crime scene." I said.

"Fourth grade was the worst school year of my life. Here's a present for you Mr. Crocker." Tyson said as he clicked on the student book bag and then the student got out a present and gave it to the teacher.

"Personally big guy, I can imagine all school years being horrible for you." I said as the teacher opened the present and got out the gift that was wrapped inside of it, which was a small lighter.

"Yeah pretty little fire." Tyson said as the teacher turned the lighter on and produced a little flame that the student sprayed a can of something that was flammable and sprayed at the fire and into the teachers face.

"Woah." Tyson said laughing and then the teacher screamed in pain and agony which was followed by the student spaying his can yet again and sent another wave of fire into the teacher's face which sent him to the ground behind his desk.

"Can we please talk about the fact that kid actually does somewhat look like you?" I asked Tyson.

Tyson just laughed at that and then the student threw the can he had at the teacher and then just left the classroom and left the teacher just like how he does every other time you kill him. Though this time was a little different than the times he walked out of the classroom the five times I killed him. On this option, the difference was that the can that the student threw at the teacher blew up and judging by the blood of his that was splattered on the wall after the explosion, the can must've blew up the teacher's head.

"What the fuck?" I said surprised, even though I know I probably shouldn't.

"His face blew up man, that's how I do it Perce, that's how I live a cyclops' thug life. Next." Tyson said as he was getting ready for his next kill over the teacher.

*laughs* "I'm gonna say that right after I kill someone. I'm just gonna be like next, because apparently, there's gonna be both a list and a line of people I'm gonna have to kill." I said.

I have to say, Tyson and I are really having a great time. Nothing like a little brother-brother bonding time. I have to say, this is exactly what I needed. This is what I needed to help take my mind off of my troubles and problems. I needed to lighten up and have a little fun so I don't have to let myself rot in my troubles. Even though I'm still a little mad at Tyson, he's really making it hard for me to stay mad at him. Getting back to the game after having a few laughers, Tyson clicked on the jar that was behind the student, which was also filled with flies. At least I think they were flies, I couldn't tell for sure, other than they were some kind of insect. The student got out of his chair and then grabbed a hold of the jar and threw it at the teacher's head.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" I exclaimed.

"Yes my pretty little flies. Swarm to his face." Tyson said with another diabolical laugh as the flies did indeed swarm all over the teachers face.

"Why are you laughing so maniacally?" I was able to ask through a fit of laughter, not a maniacally laughter like Tyson, but a laughter nonetheless.

"Yes! Drink his blood! Drink his blood!" Tyson said as the flies continued their swarming and the teacher tried to get them away from him, but failed.

"Don't drink his blood. What is happening?" I said as the teacher went to the window and opened it in hopes to get the flies away from him as breathed heavily, and then the student came up and kicked the teacher out of the window and was followed by the sound of a body crashing down on a car and a bunch of school girls screaming at the top of their lungs.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! TYSON, YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!" I exclaimed.

"Look at that Percy. There's now a ruckus. There's a big ruckus outside." Tyson said within his laugher.

"Yeah because a man just fell out of the fucking window. You just fucking killed someone Tyson. Tyson, is this why you're a psychopath, because you got expelled for trying to kill some random guy named Mr. Crocker?" I asked through some snickering.

"No, I'm just having my play, that's all Percy." Tyson laughed.

"I loved that you actually laughed at a joke I made about you being a psychopath, I do love that." I said.

"Okay then, well, how about I go ahead and staple this guy's face, okay?" Tyson suggested as he clicked on the stapler on the teacher's desk which the student pick up and used it to hit the teacher in the hand and then use it to bitch slap him a number of times.

"Is this what you want right now Tyson, for you to some sort of weird ass sadomasochism love affair with your teacher?" I asked and then laughed a bit in which Tyson joined in.

Then the student put the stapler on the teacher's desk and then grabbed a hold of the back of the teacher's head and bashed it against the stapler which resulted in the teacher getting staples in the teachers head. The teacher's head was pouring in blood and staples were buried deep within his head.

"Tyson, you crazy ass cyclops! That is not what staplers are made for! That is a completely inappropriate way to use a stapler!" I exclaimed.

"Hey, I used it to butcher his head with and that's all I really give a fuck about." Tyson said as the student left the classroom for Tyson a third time.

"Okay, listen Buffalo Bill, if you want to kill someone, be my guest. But please at least have the decency to kill them correctly. The only interesting thing about what you're doing is that even when it comes to killing someone, you find the least officiant way to accomplish it." I said.

"Okay then, well, how about we go for a pretty little pencil." Tyson said as he clicked on the pencil that was on the teacher's desk which the student grabbed and used it to leave a scratch on the teacher's face.

"How dare you!" The teacher said touching the scratch on his face and glaring at the student.

"How dare I, huh?" Tyson asked as the student then went to the teacher and then used the pencil to stab the teacher in the stomach.

"Holy shit." I said completely shocked as the student slowly continued to stab the teacher with the pencil.

"I like the sound of that." Tyson said.

"What the fuck Tyson. Did you seriously just shove a pencil up his dick hole?" I asked still shock by what I just saw and by what I still am seeing.

"Oh yeah, I love the sound of that. I love the sound of stabbing Percy." Tyson said starting to laugh as the student started to increase the pace he was using to stab the teacher.

"Shut up! Stop talking Tyson!" I exclaimed.

The student just kept stabbing the teacher and literally wouldn't stop. And the more the teacher got stabbed, the more of his blood was starting to drip and splatter around him and on the student's arm.

"Dude, you're giving him a fucking bloody hand job. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I exclaimed.

Tyson just continued to laugh as the student continued to stab the teacher and continued to spill and splatter blood all over the area.

"Tyson, you just punched his dick off!" I exclaimed as the student finally stopped stabbing the teacher and let the teacher drop dead as he dropped the pencil onto the ground and then just got his book bag and left the classroom with his left arm still drenched in his teacher's blood.

Tyson was still laughing like hell. He was basically having an ROTFLOL moment. (rolling on the floor laughing out loud.)

"Tyson, for the love of Olympus, stop laughing already. This isn't funny at all." I said, which I wasn't being completely honest on.

I was honest on the part on wanting Tyson to stop laughing, but not really about the part that what we just saw wasn't funny. I was laughing to, I was just trying to keep my laugher all to myself, or as much as I possibly could.

"That was invigorating Percy." Tyson said.

"Was that invigorating to you Tyson, whacking your teacher off?" I asked and began slowly failing to keep my laugher to myself now.

"Ew, whack my teacher off, seriously Percy?" Tyson asked.

"I'm just saying, that's basically what you just did, whether that's what it looked like or not big guy." I said.

"Okay, I think you and I might be having way too much fun right now brother." Tyson said.

"On the somewhat positive note, what this death looked like is that one scene in The Master. Have you seen that Tyson?" I stated.

"The Master? No, I don't think I have or even heard of that movie before, and I also have no idea on what scene you're talking about either I'm afraid." Tyson answered.

"You haven't, okay then. The scene I'm referring to is the one where Philip Seymour Hopkins gets jerk off by Amy Adams into a sink, and it's one of the funniest things I've ever seen in my life. And the whole time to, he like "OH, oh, oh, ooohh, ooooohhh." It's actually great." I said.

"That's . . . that sounds pretty disturbing to me Percy, I hate to tell you." Tyson said.

"So says the psychopathic cyclops that's killed his own teacher with a lighter, a jar of flies, a stapler, and a pencil." I commented.

"This is what video games are made for Percy." Tyson said as he clicked on a power chord that is right under the book shelf that jar of flies is on and the student grabbed it and got behind the teacher and wrapped the power chord around the teacher neck with it.

"I hope you're having a fixation fetish Philip Seymour Crocker." Tyson laughed as the teacher got out of his chair and tried to get the student off of him and to get the student to stop strangling him. But he unfortunately had no luck in getting the student off of him.

"Oh man dude. If you look closely, you can see what the teacher is saying in his head. He's clearly saying: Goddamn it, why did I let this stupid kid in my class? I knew he was never gonna go anywhere in life. What have I done?" I mimicked the teacher being strangled and mimicked how he stopped moving and breathing and just fell on the ground with no breath left.

"Oh yeah, this is how your life ends. You can write that on your own gravestone you fucking asshole." Tyson said referring to the teacher.

"He can't write anything on his gravestone. He's already fucking dead. How the fuck can he possibly write anything when he's already fucking dead?" I said.

"We can just have Hades have his dead spirit sent out to do so." Tyson suggested.

"Well Tyson, our brotherly competition has now come to an end." I said.

"I took about 5 minutes, and you took about 2 ½ or so . . . so you win. Damnit." Tyson sighed.

"I don't even want to be a part of this. I don't want to win anything here. Mr. Crocker, I don't know this psychopath. I . . . I really don't. I'm not even a part of this competition, quite frankly. I'm fucking leaving right now." I said turning my computer off.

"Thanks for playing brother, it was fun." Tyson said.

"Yeah, it actually was. I'd love to stay, but I have things I need to do." I said.

"Alright then, I'll leave you to it then. How about same time tomorrow?" Tyson offered.

"Sure." I said.

"Alright, bye Percy." Tyson said.

"Bye Tyson." I said and then we both wiped our hands over the Iris Message and went about our separate ways until tomorrow comes.

I haven't fully forgiven Tyson just yet, but I wasn't too angry at him anymore. Strangely, it seemed like he somehow knew how to cheer me up a little bit. I was actually pretty thankful for that. But I still had a bit of a grudge on the guy. Poseidon seems to have all his attention directed at Tyson and he has none for me. What really irritates me more is that dad promised he'd be around for me if I ever needed him. Well I've been needing for quite a while now, and he's just been completely ignoring me. It's as if he's completely forgotten me or I no longer mean anything to him. I guess I'm angrier with Poseidon instead of Tyson. Either way though, I was still mad and angry at them both. I guess maybe it's about time I stop just trying to hope for the best, face the facts, and man up so I can take care of myself. I don't know how exactly, but I'll find a way.

Clarisse's POV

So here I am, sitting on a bunk in the Infirmary, waiting for a nursemaid to come over to check on me. Angelica and Paulina were sitting in the chairs next to my bunk. I've been here for only like ten to fifteen minutes, and I'm already feeling pretty anxious right now. I also feel pretty rough. I just don't feel like myself.

"Clarisse La Rue." A nursemaid called trying to find me.

"Here." I said raising my hand so she could find me.

As soon as she saw me, she made her way towards me.

"Okay Miss La Rue, my name is Haley, I will be your nurse/doctor for today. So what seems to be the problem?" Haley asked.

"Well, as I was wondering around, I felt a sudden urge to throw up, so I ran into the bathroom and I ended up emptying my stomach of today's meals." I explained.

"Okay, did you have anything bad to eat today, or did you by any chance have a little too much food today?" Haley asked writing my answers down on her clipboard.

"I don't think so. My meals went well for me just like they usually do." I answered.

"Did this start just today?" Haley asked.

"Yeah." I answered.

"Have you been feeling nauseous, stress, agitated, moody, or unusually tired lately?" Haley asked.

"Nausea just started today. I've only ever felt stress when Drew is around. Same with being agitated, when Drew is around. And I guess I've been pretty strict about trying to keep Drew away from Percy since seeing her near him instantly lights a match inside of me. Though I don't recall being more tired than usual. Though I'm not entirely sure what that has to do with this." I answered.

"I see, well, it's always best if we get all the Intel we can possibly get, to answer your confusion and discover the meaning of this." Haley said.

"Well, can we please just find out what's up with Clarisse?" Angelica asked.

"Yeah really." Paulina added.

"Absolutely. Clarisse please hold out your arm, I'll take a small thing of your blood and run some tests through them. Blood tests usually identify what the problem is or at least give us a clue as to what the problem might be." Haley asked getting a needle out.

"Yeah, sure." I said holding out my arm and rolling up my sleeve.

She poked the needle in my arm and took a little bit of my blood. When she got all that she needed, she told us to wait and she'll see what she can come up for us. And that left us waiting for about another ten to fifteen minutes here. I waited as patiently as I could, which was hard considering my ADHD. Same goes for Angelica and Paulina. The only difference was that I had my hands folded together and was just sitting down waiting. Angelica was drawing something on a piece of paper with a pen she found on the table near her and Paulina was spinning a pair of scissors on her finger. Eventually, Haley came back, though she didn't quite look the same as she did earlier. She looked like she was shocked in disbelief but at the same time surprised and happy about something.

"Well, have you found out what's wrong with me?" I asked.

"As a matter of fact, yes, I have. Though I fear that the answer to your confusion isn't going to be the answer you're looking for or that you will be prepared for at all." Haley said.

"Maybe not, but I need to know. I need to know what wrong with me so I can fix the problem." I said.

"Clarisse, there is nothing wrong with you. Quite the opposite actually." Haley said looking at me deep into my eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Clarisse . . . you're pregnant." Haley answered.

I know you all hate cliffhangers, I hate them to, but I have gotten done everything I wanted for this chapter, and that's where I'm going to stop. Hope you all enjoyed the second half of Tyson's and Percy's competition. Let me know what you all thought of it and if I should do another one sometime.