A very OLD assumption of what I thought might happen. Rememeber this.
It's So Fluffy!
"Oh, my gosh!" Hazel squealed. "It's a... it's a... a..."
"Panda pillow pet?" Percy offered.
"Yeah!" she exclaimed. Her voice was so shrill, Percy had to take a step back. The daughter of Hermes was ecstatic. "It's so fluffy; I'm gonna die!"
Suddenly, a pale, pastey boy walked up to her and surveyed the stuffed furniture made up of a hybrid of pillows and an exotic, Asian animal.
"Interesting specimen..." he mused. "I am Octavian, Keeper of the Stuffed Animals. Now, if you allow me, I will take it from you."
"Percy, don't let him take it, please!" Hazel begged. "If you do, then he'll kill it!"
"Hazel, be quiet," Octavian said. "Give me the Panda."
"No!"
"Hazel..." His voice was steely calm, "You will give me the panda Pillow Pet."
"I said no!"
"Give me the bear!" he exclaimed wrenching it out of her hands. Hazel made a move to go towards it, but she backed away when she saw the knife. "Now, let's see your future."
The blade sliced open the material, and stuffing spewed out.
The awkward boy carressed the stuffing. Then he smelled the stuffing. Finally, he licked the stuffing and listened to it. Percy stared at Hazel who was crying silently in confusion. Octavian looked at Percy.
"You're dead."
This was kind of a slash. I didn't want to write something really serious...
Brooke