Authors Note: sorry no monsters, no action, just filling you all in on what "it" was. Also my story is being divided up into 3-4 parts. This is the end of part one, don't worry I'll update ASAP
ps. For chapter 4, part 2 I need 5 more reviews!!
Disclaimer: FYI I don't own the PJO series, though I wish I did.
MR. D Gets Booed Off Stage
I made my way back towards my cabin; I was in a complete daze.
She had said she loved the idea!
That I was smart!
Well she didn't actually say that, but she implied it. I lay down on my bed and I tried to close my eyes, but they just didn't close. I began to pace the length of my cabin. I sat down on my bunk and pulled out a piece of paper. I began to write. I put all my ideas down, just so I wouldn't forget anything.
Suddenly I heard the conch horn calling everyone down to breakfast. O Hades, I thought. I must have fallen asleep last night! I brushed my teeth, threw on some clothes, grabbed Riptide, threw it unceremoniously into my pocket and sprinted out the door. I ran in just as everyone else was sitting down.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't for Peter Jason," said one of the most obnoxious voices in the world, Mr. D.
"And what is your excuse this time for being late, as usual? I suppose it is something about being attacked by some sort of giant bug or other."
I clenched my fists; I would not let him get to me.
"Sorry" I replied through clenched teeth, "I over slept"
"And why is that?" mused Mr. D.
"I was up late last night," I said as calmly as I could. He looked at me, a smile playing at his lips.
"And would you kindly explain to the whole camp why you were up late last night, were you perhaps, hosting a party? That I was not notified of."
A couple kids chuckled; I heard one whisper, "Even if he had a party who would even go?"
"No," I replied smugly, "I was not hosting a party; in fact I was planning one, one that I was going to ask you permission to hold."
The whole dinning pavilion fell silent, and I could feel all eyes on me. I took a deep breath and began to speak.
I told them of my plans to invite all the 12 major gods down from Olympus for a night of partying and friendly competition. There would be 9 competitions, Archery, Foot Races, Metal Working, Canoeing, Sword Fighting, Cooking, Rock Climbing, Chariot Racing, and Surfing. I told them how in each event we could have one person from each cabin compete. After all that was over that I though that we could play capture the flag, gods and every one. I told them how I thought that if the gods saw their children winning that maybe they would claim them.
Then I paused, took a deep breath and said, "So what do you think?"
Silence, the kind of awkward silence that is so loud it is deafening.
Then I heard someone clap, it was Rebecca. She was standing up and clapping, and then there was Stewart and Harry, then Annabeth with a huge smile stretching across her perfect face. Soon the whole camp was standing and clapping.
Well, all of them, except for the Ares cabin who just sat there with their mouths wide open.
Then a booming voice said, "PERSEUS JACKSON! I WILL NOT HAVE YOU STEALING OTHERS' BRILLIANT IDEAS!" boomed Mr. D.
Now I got mad, and I mean really mad. My fists clenched together, my heart beat faster and I spat back at him, "THIS WAS MY IDEA!"
"Yes, yes whatever you say, but whose ever idea this was I shall consider it." Said Mr. D in a bored tone.
Then the whole camp went into an up roar. The screamed, booed and hissed at Mr. D.
"Oh curse you pathetic brats," he muttered,
"Oh fine!" he said throwing his hands up in frustration. "I give you permission to have your little party!" and with that he stormed off as I was swarmed by kids.
A/N: See Mr. D is jealous 'cuz Percy had a better party plan than him!!