Hello ladies and gentlemen, this is your favorite guys ever, Travis! It makes me mad how people always expect the kid whose name is in the title to be the main hero, but for your information, I'm the one that saves the world. Ouch! Annabeth just slapped me.
Anyways, I sit down and try to sleep, but a smile keeps crawling up my face when I think of my awesome handmade whoopee cushions. Connor and I had tried it on Katie Gardner from the Demeter Cabin, and it was hilarious. But at least these mortal passengers don't have dangerous powers that could end up with my hair dyed green for a week. Soon one of the flight attendants on the loudspeaker say, "Excuse me passengers, there is a person placing whoopee cushions in the seats. Please stay seated or watch where you sit. Thank you." I nearly die laughing, if it hadn't been for Annabeth flicking my head. I sarcastically apologize and fall asleep.
Dipper shakes me up. "Hey Travis, that girl was staring and giggling at you. I don't know how girls work, but I think that's a good sign," I thank Dipper and fix up my hair. Annabeth is sleeping, so who's going to stop me?
"Hello, I'm Travis. I'm going with my friends on vacation. How about you?" I smile on the inside, knowing that I nailed it. The thirteen year old looking girl smiles. She has hair the color of a brown squirrel. There's probably a name for that, but I like squirrels. "Hi, I'm Whitney. You can sit next to me." I know, I'm thirteen, but I never get to go out of camp. Since Luke's quest, no one has gotten one until now. Better make the most of it. Connor will be totally jealous, and hopefully the Aphrodite girls will realize that I'm a hero.
"Travis, did anyone tell you that you have a dazzling smile?" Whitney looks into my eyes and I can barely say, "You smell like cinnamon." She says, "My mother sent us two to do something for her in Oregon, but we have no where to stay." She looks really sad and I'll admit it, I'm desperate after I ruined my chances with anyone at camp for tricking all the girls into fighting over whether Connor or I was more annoying. Well, I've never been in a relationship, but I've been spending the past summers trying to get on the girls' good side. "Well, my friends and I are staying at a small town called Gravity Falls. You could stay with us," I offer. She hugs me and now I'm officially in Lala Land. Annabeth wakes up and looks at Dipper, who is staring awkwardly at me. She looks irritated and stomps over to me.
"Travis, what are you doing? We have something important to talk about," she glares. "Annabeth, this is Whitney. I've invited her to stay with us," I say. Annabeth grabs my arm and drags me to my seat. "Travis, you are so thick headed, it's not even funny. She's probably a monster, and we're on a quest," I just nod. Annabeth slaps my face hard. I rub my cheek and Annabeth says, "Ditch her. We might be able to escape, but that means we'll have to lose all of our luggage." I turn around and see her staring at us. Wait, did she just glow?
"Attention all passengers, we will be arriving in Redmond, Oregon in five minutes. Please stow away all tray tables and put all seats in their upright positions," a flight attendant announces. Whitney takes out a letter and if I squint, I can kind of see the writing. The only weird thing is, it's in Ancient Greek. The front of it says, To Harmonia, From Zeus. I shake Mabel up. "Annabeth, Whitney has a letter in Ancient Greek saying To Harmonia, From Zeus. Mabel, who's Harmonia?" Mabel thinks and replies with, "Harmonia, she likes singing, hates violence, and usually talks to her mother from 8 to 9 at night. But I don't know exactly who she is." Annabeth says, "Harmonia. That's a name in Greek Mythology, I just can't remember. Maybe Whitney is a monster that has an alter ego whenever she meets strangers. That's what I do; my fake ID is under the name of Paige Johnson." I can tell she's trying to convince us that Whitney's a monster, but she looks more like a child of Aphrodite. I mean, her eyes, hair, everything!
After we get off of the plane, I introduce Whitney to everyone else. Dipper's twice as awkward, Luke is neutral, and Mabel is talking to her like an old friend. Mabel is such a charismatic girl, but I prefer someone that's shyer than me and doesn't pull awesome pranks. Don't tell anyone this but Mabel had figured out a way to sneak her pig into my backpack and through security, so now my bag smells like Waddles.
As we're waiting for Luke to find a car to rent, Annabeth turns on Whitney. "So Harmonia, just what do you think you're doing here?" Dipper gives her a warning look, but she continues, "Nice manipulating Travis, now how are you going to destroy us?" Whitney stares at Annabeth and replies, "You better respect me, before I do try to destroy you." Annabeth retorts, "And what would you do? Vaporize me?" I try to break up the fight, but Whitney starts glowing. We all shield our eyes until it fades. Replacing the cute girl is an even prettier girl with a white dress and a golden tiara.
"I preach peace, so when I'm violent, a few hundred years of violence is released at once. You better watch your mouth. Becase Annabeth Chase, you never mess with Harmonia, goddess of harmony and concord."
