EYYYGAAAAD! I forgot the disclaimer in my previous chapters!
But just saying, if you think I could've written an amazing piece of literature otherwise know as the Percy Jackson stories, you are awesome. Not to mention in need of psychiatric help. Just sayin'.
In case it need any clarification: I do not own Percy Jackson, nor do I own the cover art thingy( that belongs to Burdge Bug the single most awesome artist that makes awesome Percy Jackson and other fandom art, check her out).
Anyway, this was written in a bit of a rush, but I hope you like it.
It was a fairly normal day in the household of the Jacksons. Normal, of course was a quite hypothetical word to be thrown around in this case for anything that happened anywhere near the whereabouts of the Jacksons was anything but. Their dictionary comprised of a contrasting meaning of normal altogether - any day not consisting of a god smiting them down was unsurprisingly, considered normal. This day, however was slightly less normal in comparison with the others. The morning itself started with a quite unnormal scream piercing the air belonging unsurprisingly to little Cassie. Before they even had time to register the scream Percy and Annabeth were already up and ready, holding sword and knife in hand rushing outside. They soon found the reason for the screams - a scary, horrifying monster that went by the name Mrs. O' Leary. They also found out that the scream was more of an elated yell rather than a shout for distress. Figures. Only their daughter could be exited to see a gigantic hellhound who could easily snap her up in two. Or three. Or a million tiny pieces. Percy instantaneously capped riptide and Annabeth was no slower to sheath her knife in the compartment built in to her panda pajamas. With their daughter they had no doubt they would have to explain the artillery than the ridiculously huge dog in the middle of their kitchen occupying most of it. Their daughter was most definitely not normal, even in their terms. Whatevert normalcy they had inherited had obviously gone waste on their offspring. "THAT IS SO COOL. WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME WE GOT A PET? " Cassie broke the silence. Her eyes started shining with uncontrollable joy and she got that look. Her parents shifted uncomfortably. They got shifty when she got that look. " Uh... It was meant to be a surprise, you see. Tada! " Percy replied nervously, raising his voice slightly so she could hear him over Mrs. O' Learys' pants. "Just out of curiosity, honey, what exactly do you see? " Annabeth inquired, hoping her daughter's eyesight didn't detect the hellhound as it was. Was she a bad parent for wishing against her daughter's eyesight? " Why its a cross breed between an elephant and a dog, of course! " Cassie said with palpable pride. Percy nearly choked on air. Times like these, his side of the brain really stood out. "..." Annabeth thought to correct her daughter, but thought the better of it. She knew what she'd be getting herself into. "Hey, girl! Whatcha doin' here? " Percy reached to scratch her rump. It resulted to be a bad decision when Mrs. O ' Leary wagged her tail, nearly destroying all of the kitchen cabinets and Percy received an unexpected early morning shower filled with the distinct smell of eau de drool. " WOOF! " Annabeth sighed. This was going to be a long morning.
Normal was not a word to describe the Jacksons and normal definitely wasn't a word to describe their new dog, thought little Mark, as he sat near the window in the house opposite to theirs peeking. They were in the garden, giving the dog a bone to chew on. The bone, obviously enough, was 'normally ' the size of a dinosaurs leg and he briefly wondered where they had got it from - maybe from the museum. He watched as the dog, quite a harmless looking poodle sniffed at it. His eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as he watched the dog swallow the bone in one go. He rubbed his eyes to make sure. Maybe all that sugar in the morning wasn't that great an idea as he went inside to wash his eyes.
" WHY CAN'T WE KEEP MRS. O ' LEARY? ITS NOT FAIR. I' VE ALWAYS WANTED AND ELEPHANT. SHE WANTS TO STAY AND I' LL TAKE CARE OF HER! SHE-" Cassie continued on her endless monologue. Not for the first time, Percy found himself wishing he was deaf. Mrs. O' Leary wasn't helping either, destroying all things in her wake in excitement. Percy and Annabeth groaned simultaneously.
This family sure had normalcy. Delusions of.
Cassie is modelled after all of us crazy people out there.
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