A/N: Thanks for waiting everyone.
Thanks to CrazyBlueOwl (maybe next time!), Ayano's Theory of Relativity (I think he hates the Dionysus Cabin more. They'd sadly probably be the first to go), Neutrino 2000 (perhaps... but then who wins?), DrakonOwl21195 (maybe, Percy has been show to be unkillable throughout the series), lunarchroniclesandcockatiels (it happens sometimes), xGred-Forgex, theGirlster (I guess Frank is the one I kind of think of the least too), Guest (thanks, and your welcome. I haven't seen all the episodes so the 'skoopsi potato' is unfortunately new to me, though I could try your other ideas), Vexy Minion, Calefe, ConnorPerson (an annoying thing called real life, unfortunately), Wonderlandian me (that was something I saw on Facebook), Star, cghe, and the second Guest.
Task Two: People generally spend quite some time trying to make the perfect college application. They usually also ask someone else to look over it.
Each contestant here, however, will be showing someone else an application for a college, which has been written by the others. They need to get the other person to say that they should go ahead with sending their application. While it is not a 'Refuse you Lose' round, they contestants do need to go through the things that the other contestants mention.
To remove the luck factor from the round due to challenging random people, instead the people they will be showing their applications to will be those specializing in these services. Earpieces and hidden cameras are there as always.
Percy decided to go up first, mainly because he's Percy and he thought, 'Why not?'
Percy was just sitting in a rather plain room with a laptop with his application on it, though he wasn't allowed to look at it till the Counselor came.
The Counselor was a young man who came in and shook Percy's hand.
"So, I'm just here to look over what you've made," he said while taking a chair next to Percy. "Let me just see what you've got."
Percy opened the application, and the first thing that the Counselor noticed was, of course, the GPA. "How do you have a negative point five out of four as a GPA?"
Frank snickered. "Go on Percy, explain it to him."
"Uh well, I sort of failed all my classes," Percy said. "I left all the answers blank, except for my Literature class. The teacher hated it so much she gave me a negative grade."
"What did you write that she hated so much?" the guy asked.
"Well, I decided to compare Shakespeare's work to Sesame Street in my final essay," Percy said. "She said that it was very imaginative, and completely wrong and that I had clearly not read a single one of them."
The guy laughed. "I have trouble believing any of that. And for that matter, I haven't seen anyone with a negative GPA before. You might want to write to your school asking for something along the lines of a change. But, I guess if it is true, there's not much we can really do to change it, though I have to say that most colleges wouldn't really give you a look with that."
"Yeah," Leo said. "But there's so much more to you than grades, Percy. Like your charitable contributions. Why not talk about them?"
"Yeah, but I've done other things too," Percy said. "Like all the things I've volunteered for."
The Counselor frowned. "Yes, that tends to help, but the first item in your list is 'Reading Coloring Books to Blind Children.' What is that supposed to be?"
"Uh-well," Percy said, scratching his head, "um, well you know, blind kids don't have the ability to draw in coloring books, and that's such an integral part of childhood, so I went there and decided to read some to them."
"How do you read a coloring book?"
"Go on Percy," Frank said. "Tell him."
"Um, I just described what the pictures were and told them what I was coloring," Percy said.
The Counselor raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't really make any sense. And it says here that you only did this for a total of five minutes?"
"Yeah, they kicked me out after that time because they thought it was insulting," Percy said.
"Well, sorry to break this to you, but that doesn't really count," the Counselor said. "Not to mention only five minutes doesn't count as something you can list."
"Well, I'm sure there's more," Percy said, sincerely hoping that the other items on the list would be better. Unfortunately, the second item was, 'singing lullabies to deaf children' so that didn't pan out well either.
The Counselor frowned and squinted at the third item on the list. "It says here that you put thumbtacks on your Maths teacher's chair. How is that charitable?"
"Uh, let me just explain," Percy said while thinking up of something as fast as he could. "See, she got injured on school grounds, and so she could take a vacation on the district's dime, and it was great since she was always talking about how she hated all of us."
The Counselor didn't even bother commenting on that.
"Isn't he going to tell Percy that he shouldn't mention things that might lead to him having a criminal record?" Leo asked.
"I honestly think that he's already give up on Percy at this point," Jason answered.
"I'd also work on your essay," he said. "I mean, all it is is the word 'pudding' spelt over and over five hundred times."
"It is actually five hundred and seven times," Frank muttered.
"Well, 'pudding' is a very funny word, don't ya think?" Percy asked. "I mean, it consists of 'poo' and then 'ding'- what could be more hilarious?" He then realized that it was probably not going to get any better if the guy kept reading his application. "So, do you think that it is ready for me to send it in?"
"No way," the Counselor said.
Result: Percy failed.
Next up was Frank, and the counselor this time was a woman. There were the usual formalities, and they got started.
There was nothing unusual about Frank's GPA so they mostly skipped that portion, though it began to get interesting when she saw what classes Frank was taking.
Just so you know, his report card for the fifth semester looked like this:
Subject Grade
1. How to Get Out of the Friendzone B+
2. How to Take Naps F
3. Talking to Squirrels B-
4. Stuff that Looks Round A
5. Why? C
"I have so many questions," the Counselor said. "First of all, how did you fail a class on how to take naps?"
"It wasn't really my fault," Frank replied. "I just drank too much coffee before the final exam."
"And what was the class about stuff looking round about?" she asked.
"We learned what looks round," Frank answered simply. "See, I know for a fact that there's the moon, a ball, a wheel, you know. That's why I got an A in that one."
"Okay, I'll just accept it for what it is," she said. "Anyway, at least you don't have all Maths and Science classes."
"That sounded racist somehow," Leo said.
"Can you really talk to squirrels by the way?" she asked.
"Yes, but you don't want to," Frank said. "They say some really mean things."
That got a couple of laughs.
"Okay, now, I generally advise people to go for one school, you know, or at least custom-make your applications for a few of them," the Counselor said.
"Good thing we did custom-make an essay," Jason said. "Go on, show her."
"I did custom-make an essay for a specific school," Frank said. "See?"
"Which school is it?" she asked.
Frank read the name out loud: 'Seymour Butts University'
The guys were all cracking up. "That sounds like a college that Leo would open," Jason said.
The Counselor though didn't seem to get it and began reading the essay which went like this:
'Seymour Butts U. what can I say; you're just the best university downtown. I mean, you guys were the ones who had discovered the planet Uranus, and you were also where some scenes in Transformers: Dark Side of the Moon were shot. Not to mention that you have an entire building dedicated to studying donkeys.'
"I need to write the rest," Frank said, trying not to fall out of his chair laughing. "Apparently, I also began something for Yolo McSwaggins U. as well."
"Well, this all seems alright," the Counselor said, oblivious to the jokes that had flown right above her head. "I think that it is almost good enough to send in once you finish the essays."
"Does that count?" Leo asked. "Please tell me it doesn't count."
"I think it does," Percy said.
Result: Frank passed.
Frank didn't cheer or say anything though. He didn't trust himself to speak, he was sure his sternum had already cracked from trying not to laugh.
Next up was Jason, and the Counselor was a guy this time. After the formalities had been done, they went to his GPA which was fine, but the problem came when Jason began listing his hobbies.
The first one wasn't that bad. It said that Jason enjoyed adopting abandoned puppies.
The second one though, mentioned that he enjoyed kicking abandoned puppies.
"Uh, that really doesn't count as a hobby," the guy said. "And, like seriously man? I'm a dog lover."
"Ohhhh," Leo said. "Jason, so you're so losing this."
"Another thing," the Counselor said. "I think we should go to the essay since it is usually the most important thing."
Jason's essay went like this:
'This essay was supposed to be about how I won something important, and that thing, for me, is my Laziest Person of the Year Award. It was a hard thing to get. For one, I always knew I was lazy. How lazy you ask? Well, I once had one of those lights that you could turn off by clapping your hands. I got tired of clapping my hands so I recorded the noise and put it as something on my computer, so I only needed to press a key. And before that, when I had a light in my bedroom that used a switch, I didn't want to get up and turn it off, so I used a Nerf gun and tried to shoot it so it would turn off. I missed and I finally went to sleep with the lights on. Another example that I can give you is the time I was sitting on the sofa, and I was really comfy holding a bowl of cereal and everything, and so I didn't want to get up and get the TV remote, so I tried using the Force to move it for a whole fifteen minutes before my dad came and gave it to me.
But, to win that award, I needed to do something extra lazy, and take my laziness to a frontier that it had never visited before. This happened during on one of my piano recitals (no I don't play the piano, but I had to because of losing a bet that involved Gummy Bears, the movie Frozen, and twelve pounds of Swiss Cheese which is a really long story that I don't want to get into right now) so I just went there and instead of practicing or anything I just opened the lid of the piano and sat there for four minutes and said that the music was 'the sounds of the audience.' And I have never backed down from being lazy after that. As a matter of fact this essay is supposed to be at least a thousand words long, but I haven't even done half of that, but I'm stopping now.'
"You should let colleges get to know the real you," the Counselor said. "But this is a bit too real."
The others couldn't stop laughing at the essay.
"Too bad that's all we got Jason for you," Frank said.
The rest of Jason's application was either blank or normal, except for the part where he had listed his birth date as 1074.
"You were born in 1074?" the guy asked. "How old are you?"
"Seventeen," Jason said.
"How long have you been seventeen?"
"A while…" Jason said.
"Do you also sparkle in the sunlight?" Frank asked.
"So, should I send it in?" Jason asked.
"I honestly think you need to make some major changes," the guy said.
"Aww, you were rejected," Frank said.
"Still a better love story than Twilight," Percy said.
Result: Jason failed.
And last was Leo. Leo was nervous, because he knew that even if he wrote his own application it would be hilarious. Thankfully the Counselor looked like a friendly enough old guy.
Initially, there were no alarms or anything out of the ordinary, except for the fact that Leo's SAT score was 'so low the College Board didn't even want to publish it' to which the Counselor had said, "It is a useless test anyway, don't get your hopes down about it."
"Oh Leo," Percy said. "I made some things special just for you. Did you know that you can also submit some works of art with your application? We've compiled a special collection just for you!"
"Well, you're also allowed to send in artwork with the application, and I've made some things," Leo said, wondering just how badly this was going to go.
Leo opened it to see there were two attached files.
The first one opened up to show a photo album entitled, "Leo Valdez: My Journey In Cross-Dressing In a Maid Outfit"
And so, Leo Valdez looked at all the maid outfit photos that they had, except that Jason seemed to have done a lot of work on these two.
"Oh, is that your boyfriend?" the Counselor asked when he saw the one where Leo was hugging Percy.
Tears were nearly streaming out of Jason's eyes.
"Say yes! I dare you!" Frank said.
"No," Leo said.
"Oh, so he friendzoned you?" the Counselor said. "Shame I guess."
"Ohhh," Jason said. "Someone thought that you got friendzoned by Percy of all people."
Percy frowned. "You say that like it's some sort of an insult."
"Rachel Elizabeth Dare," Jason said. "Need I say more?"
"Okay- that doesn't even begin to count-" Percy began to say.
"What's the other one?" the Counselor asked. "By the way, that cross-dressing thing is a way to stand out as unique, and maid outfit is sort of different, so I think that was a great idea." (The Author would like to note here that it is not, actually, a good idea to make an album of yourself in various poses in a maid outfit and then submit it as a work of art as a part of your college application. Princeton will not be impressed. The Author may or may not have some actual experience in this matter.)
The other one, was a montage from that book that Leo had tried to sell about him twerking around the world.
"See, I know these are photoshopped," Leo said. "But basically, they show where I want to be in the future years."
"You want to twerk in North Korea?" the Counselor asked.
"It's for world peace!" Leo protested.
Thankfully, that was all there was, so Leo asked, "Do you think I'm ready?"
"Sure," the Counselor said.
Result: Leo passed.
A/N: Frank, Percy, Jason, and Leo have one negative point each.
Thanks for reading, sadly I have to inform you that there's more bad news. We're going on hiatus for a few months, and that doesn't meant that there won't be any updates, just that they'll come when I have the time to write them instead of on a weekly basis. My work load has really increased and I'll tell you when I'll be able to do this once a week again later on.
If any of you are surprised that the maid outfit returned, let it be known that the maid outfit is immortal!
Again, if you liked, do please review!