Chapter 4
Previously, on The Next Generation: Psyche was stalking Logan on DemiBook. The demigod, not the mutant who tragically passed in 2029 (spoilers for Logan. I'm not old enough to see it. I went on Wikipedia)
May POV
What the Hades? Psyche is literally stalking someone! I knew she was crazy, but what the ****? I have to talk to her, but as my current form, I can't. Butterflies can't talk, and I am too high up. Guess I'll just have to do whatever's going in my head: get the Hades out of there, and see that Adrian Valdez, so we can talk about this obsession.
Adrian POV
Well, you must have heard of what happened. Our friends are stalking the person that they are obsessed with, and while that is ****ing crazy, I have to say, that is a lot of commitment, so...how do we stop this? Well, I have no idea. May called me about this whole thing, and while I'm thinking, "Damn, Logan was doing that exact thing this morning. What is up with his grandma?" And while his grandma is as obsessed with love as she is with the Kardashians, she will never end this.
"How about we set them on a date?". That was my great idea, where nothing could ever go wrong. Except…
"That is the stupidest idea I have ever heard, and I have had some incredibly dumb plans." Was May's response.
"Relax. If there's one thing I'm good at that doesn't involve burning a house down, it is planning for oddly specific social interactions."
"You, sir, are the most immature person I have ever met."
With that out of the way, I gave my plan. And as I did, the butterflying wonder seemed to enjoy it. After I gave it to her, she had only one thing to say: "Yes". It just took 15 minutes of convincing her with my irresistible charm. Now, as that was progressing, I realized I needed a machine that would lighten the mood. Now, for the sake of the story, you will not know until later, like, I don't know, but what I do know is that this has been an idea since Chapter 2, and as I am an impatient, bad writing skilled, dude, it will come soon. It only takes 4 hours to build an enchanted radio, Dammit! I will unveil it, as requested. In the next chapter. Hahahahahahahahahaha!
Well, while the Deadpool Joker has his moment, let's see how our lovebirds are doing.
Logan POV
Psyche – the human soul, mind, or spirit. Also, Cupid's wife. Why am I giving this information? Because a certain girl with that name is stuck in my head. Why? Well, if I tell you all my reasons, you'll say that I need help. I don't know what to do. Aphrodite has been a huge help. Yeah, thanks a lot, GRANDMOTHER! Maybe, I'll just talk to Adrian. Or not. Yeah, he wouldn't get it. I heard there's this new resident in the city today. Maybe I'll talk to them, see if they have advice, and see my situation. Of creepiness.
*the next day*
Well, I'm in the city. I found where the new resident lives. Turns out he bought the old Tanaka estate. I didn't even know Drew Tanaka left. She was like Regina from Mean Girls. (I had to look that up, because I haven't seen that movie) Of course, she hates my mom, one of the most popular people in the city, but she always seemed so…stubborn. And flirty. She made kissy faces at my dad. It was weird as hell. Anyway, I knocked on the door, and a young woman wearing sunglasses who looked around 20 opened the door.
"Hi. I am Maria Castillo, daughter of Hades. I just moved here from Argentina. Who are you?"
"Uh, I'm Logan Grace, son of Jason Grace." I answered awkwardly.
"Jason Grace!? I couldn't tell!". That was weird. People say I look 98% like my dad, but with darker skin.
"Huh. So, you control dead people?"
"No, just rocks. It's a real hoot."
"Wait. How come you couldn't see that I'm the son of Jason Grace and Piper McLean?"
"Well, it all started when I realized I don't see - I'm blind." Well, I guess she can't see my situation.
"So, you're like Toph Beifong from Avatar: The Last Airbender?" I asked.
"Pretty much, yeah, except I don't know where exactly you are. Seismology is incredibly difficult."
Okay. Well, it seemed she was open to anything, so I explained the situation, and she gave some expertly sage advice: "you need to get up to her, and tell her how you feel". Wow. I guess I'm doing that. I hope. I'll see you later.
Psyche POV
Oh, hello. I guess you're wondering what happened after I stalked a guy on the internet. Well, to that I say: "Screw you, I'm going to bed."
Harsh. Guess we'll see what happens next. When the journey continues.
