Sorry for the delay on this chapter, I had a huge writers block. Thanks for all the reviews; I gladly take any improvements for my writing. This is the next chapter, Hope you like it. xx
Percy POV
The blackness cleared from my vision. Strangely, I felt someone lying beside me. Opening my eyes, I saw my darling wise girl sleeping peacefully, her arm draped around my waist. She was murmuring, I couldn't quite catch what she was saying. I felt her stiffen suddenly, looking down at her I saw worry etched across her face. I gently shook her. Eyes the colour of stormy grey snapped open. Confusion swept over her picturesque features.
"Percy, where am I and why did you not wait for me before going on this quest?" her sleep deprived voice demanded.
"I know the answer to the where but not the why. Answering the 'where' question first: you're at the Weasley's house, The Burrow. I would ask Chiron for the 'why' answer." I quickly answered, not wanting to face Annabeth's wrath in the morning. She nodded, her hair starting to cover her face. Brushing it out of her eyes, I started to lean into her. All I met was chiming laughter and a meeting with the floor.
"Come on seaweed brain, lets go down to breakfast, maybe there will be blue pancakes." She said, walking out of the door. Jumping up, I quickly followed her running the stairs.
Unfortunly, there was no blue pancakes, just normal ones. Food was laid out left, right and centre. Bacon dripping molten fat was left to cool in a dish that was situated next to a plate full of golden pancakes. Slight humming came from the sitting room, a lady warbling from an old radio that was stationed on the windowsill. Grabbing a plate full of the wondrous delights, we repeated last night's burning of food. We had just started to tuck into our renewed plate of food when Harry, Ron and Hermione came down the stairs. They had sticks pointed at my girlfriend. What are they going to do? Throw them at us? I looked at Annabeth who looked just as confused as I was. THUMP! I looked to where the noise had come from, apparently Thalia, as she was on the floor laughing hysterically.
"What are you going to do with those?" she gasped out.
"They are wands, if that girl doesn't give us some answers then we will stun you." Hermione said courage lining her words.
Annabeth sighed, putting her head in her hands.
"Put those ridiculous things away. I will answer your questions in a bit. Just wait until the rest of the family comes." She said.
Reluctantly, Harry, Ron and Hermione put the 'wands' away. They creeped forward cautiously, intrigue coating their faces. They chose a seat; went to help themselves to breakfast until they were halted in their actions. Cold sensations blasted throughout the room. Shadows encircled the corner by the door, out of it stepped a boy with a mop of blonde hair. Will Solace.
Confusion swept over his features as he took in the scene before him. Sleep deprived demigods sitting at a worn table, one on the tiled floor still laughing hysterically. Three children perched opposite them, one with a pudgy hand reaching in vain for food, the others looking astounded. In an instant, all three had their 'wands' out. Thalia -finally stopped laughing- popped he head above the edge of the table. Seeing the 'wands' out again renewed her frenzied laughter; collapsing back on the floor.
"Uh, umm..." Will stammered, unproductively trying to find words suitable for the situation. Failing, he moved out of the way of the shadow that had gradually grown darker. A pissed boy strode out.
"What the fuck in Zeus's name is happening here?" he growled out, taking his seat at Thalia's vacant place.
"Hey, death boy. That's my seat, get off it." She said, as she stopped laughing, annoyed.
"No. I'm tired, those three are pointing wands at my boyfriend and I got woken up at an ungodly hour to get Annabeth and Will." Nico said not looking up from burning his morning offering of pancakes to Hades.
"Ok sheesh, no need to bite my head off." She mumbled as she stood up.
"Come on Will, come sit down. Have you eaten?" I said whilst drizzling maple syrup on my second tower of pancakes.
Shaking out of his stupor "Nah. I already ate, Nico came to get me just as I had finished, gave Chiron a real good fright, appearing on the Apollo table in all his underworld glory."
"It wasn't like that. I only miss calculated where to appear." Nico replied sheepishly. Will just nodded sarcastically in reply.
"Whatever death boy." Came out as a disgruntled grunt, whilst Will took a seat next to death breath. I could hear a varied footfall coming down the many, twisted stairs. Harry, Ron and Hermione still had their 'wands' pointed at Will, paying no attention to Nico's death glare or the oncoming trouble. I just hope that they put those sticks away before the others came in.