Kelsey + Maya's POV
"BODHI! GET BEHIND THE CAR! I SMELL FRENCH FRIES!" This is a normal day for Bubba in Happy town, strange women yelling strange things at their sons and complete strangers. Happy town is a place where everyone is unhappy. (Ironic right?) (and no, it's not like rain on your wedding day.) There are permanent frown lines on my fish's face. It's an omen.
But I'm going to change this, starting with Anna Ruth. The day before the week before the month before I would turn 16 I got a prophecy. It turns out French Fries will rule the earth- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JUST KIDDING!
Happy BELATED April fools! (Sorry if you were totally confused or sharpening your pitchforks, ready to come kill- OKAY time for the actual story!)
Percy's POV
"Thalia?" I asked, shocked to see my friend. I hadn't seen her since last year with the hunters of Artemis. Thalia turned to me, her blue eyes enraged.
"Why the GODS am I here?" She sniffed, glaring at Atlas, "Especially with him." Atlas looked at her
"What's wrong with me?"
"You smell. Bad. Like sweat. I don't like sweat. So therefore, I don't like you." Atlas sniffed his underarms, looking hurt.
"Um," Sam interrupted, we all looked at her, "A little help?" she asked gulping. Atlas tightened his grip on her, she blanched, his dirt encrusted fingernails digging into her shoulder.
"Let that girl go Atlas." Thalia hissed at him, reaching behind her to get her arrows. Atlas hiccupped with fear.
"n-no, you wouldn't dare try to hurt me, if there was a chance this young lady could get hurt, would you?" he grinned viciously when she put her arm back in front of her, glaring at him as she did so. I heard a whistle and Jason fell to the ground between us.
"Uhh," He said, rubbing his neck gingerly. "That's smarts." I snorted; it was so like Jason to say old grandpa things instead of 'that hurt' or 'ouch'. Thalia bounded over to him and engulfed him in a hug, well, attacked is more like it.
"Jaassssoooonnnn!" She yelled, drawing out his name. Sam looked from Thalia to Jason, her head bouncing back and forth like she was watching tennis match.
"Don't tell me. You two know each other too?" She said sarcastically, Atlas's hand her my shoulder tightened.
"Stop your yammering! I don't have time for you all to have a tea party! There's important work to be done!" Atlas asked, annoyed, his right eye twitching.
Jason swerved towards Sam and me and gasped,
"Let her go!" He yelled at Atlas, drawing out his sword.
"Now, now," Atlas said like he was talking to a five year old, "Put the sword down, we don't want Miss Jackson to have an, er, accident, do we?"
She gulped loudly; Jason glared at Atlas, but put his sword down.
"Good, good! Now I can tell you my plan, that way we can set this thing in motion!" He pushed Sam forcibly away from him, she hit the ground with a thud, she turned around quickly to kick him, but he stomped hard on her leg.
"Sam!" We all cried, Atlas smiled at us, then kicked her in the head hard, Sam crumpled like a doll, her head banging against the ground.
We all rushed forward to help her but Atlas set his foot against her body, his message was clear, he could do a lot worse to her, than knock her out.
Jason looked so angry; I could practically see steam blowing out of his ears. Atlas smiled at us and gestured to a fallen down column, we all went and sat down slowly, not tearing our gaze from him or Sam.
"Ahem," Atlas started "now that our little Annie" he cast a daring look my way, I clenched my fists angrily, but did nothing. "Is out of the way to interrupt, I can tell you about the poem."
"Prophecy" I mumbled, just for Annabeth's sake, thankful he didn't hear.
Atlas reached into his badly stained khakis that were a dark brown. They might have been white at one time but I guess being crouched down for millennia you don't have time to change or wash your pants. But then again, if MY pants smelled half as bad as his did, I'd probably find a way to get them clean. Atlas pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket smirking at us stupidly as he did so.
"Here ye, Here ye!" He proclaimed.
"News Flash," I interrupted, my anger boiling. How could he just take Annabeth from me after she just found me? I continued through gritted teeth. "While you were stuck under a stinkin' rock," I paused to congratulate myself, "Quite literally, too, we have moved on from the Middle Ages," My black hair flopped in my face, causing me to blow it away, annoyed.
"Well, you don't have to be so rude, you little salt water demon!"He turned to face my friends, "as I was saying..."
That's the end folks! Hahahhaha I mean the end of the chapter, calm yo selves. Oh and just so you know, this is Maya btw, but if you read our profile... you will find WONDERFUL things that might make you laugh... If not you can feel free to be mean to me (Maya) because I was the one who started it after all.
