Me: Hi everyone! I'm back! Thank you all so much for wishing me a Happy Birthday! It really means a lot to me…*sniffle*
Travis: *Rolls eyes* Oh please. What a drama queen. Just get on with the story already!
Connor: *Dancing the Hokey Pokey* Yeah! Get started with the story!
Me: 0.o What…are you doing?
Connor: Isn't it obvious? I'm doing the hokey pokey!
Travis: *Rubs temples* Just thank the reviewers already…
Me: Okay then… HERE WE GO!
NOTE: This time, italics is TRAVIS STOLL!
Thanking Time!
rrfanman- Thank you for wishing a Happy B-Day! And thank you for your wonderful idea! Totally using it in later chappies… Here's your virtual cookie! (::) Hmm… I like the idea fanman, very tempting. I think I should go get packing for the trip…NOOOOOOO! Travis Stoll! You will stay here and not move one inch! DO YOU HEAR ME?! Yes Ma'am. Good.
Kennytheshark- Thankies for your Happy B-Day to me! Happy that you enjoyed the last chapter! Here's your virtual cookie: (::) I strongly approve of your ideas of firing Connor out of catapults…
LolMeToDeath- I'd definitely like to meet BooBoo, and Stardust, not a bad name at all. Stardust? Boo Boo? You're kidding me, right? I mean, what are you, 6? *Bonks Travis' head* Show some respect! Before I take away your teddy bear Cokey…NO! DON'T TAKE COKEY!I mean; whatever. See if I care. Humph. *Smirks evilly* MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I guess I'll just go get him then…NOOOOOOOOOOOO! Btw, here's your virtual cookie: (::)
The Inner Titan- Thank you for your kind review and thank you again for wish me a happy b-day! It's your choice, but if I were you, I wouldn't offer Connor some of your cookie…;P Here's another one! (::) HOW COULD YOU GIVE CONNOR SOME OF YOUR COOKIE?! *Gives cute eyes* Can I have some too? Idiot! Stop being selfish! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Zaphara98- Peanut Butter…sounds pretty good! Thankies for reviewing and here's your very own virtual cookie! (::) May I please have some? AAAAAARGH! What is wrong with you?! Nothing. Why do I even bother?
A Guest said:
Haha ilu Connor. Maybe you could call the bear Dionysus, cuz they're both fat?
My Response: Thank you! And Dionysus isn't bad…Yeah! You could call him WINE DUDE! You know, that's brilliant! I know, I know. Here's your virtual cookie! (::) Oh yeah, if you ever review again, maybe you could just make up a name so I'll that it's you! Thankies!
Okey Dokey guys! Let's get on with the story! Travis will be the star in this chappie!
Connor: WHAAAAAAAAT?! NO!
Me: Well too bad! You should be thankful! I'm sending you to Cali!
Connor: O.O My greatest apologies Mistress. Please continue with the story.
Travis: *Doing freaky happy dance*
Me: *Smirks triumphantly* Ha!
Chapter 5: Babysitting Gone Wrong
Last Time:
Last thing I saw was frizzy red hair. Last thing I thought was ways how to kill Connor. And remember how I said Camp wasn't so bad? I was wrong.
It's worse.
Travis' POV
Hey guys. I have some news. First of all, I forgave Connor for saying such a STUPID thing. I'm so kind, right? I know, I know. Second, I'm on the plane bound for California, where my mom, my step dad, and *shudders* 6 year old step sister, Cassie. She gets along with those she likes, but it's a whole different story with us. Not to mention she could've been accepted into the Best Prankers Competition. She would easily pass as a Hermes kid. Unfortunately, she ain't. And even worse, she loves to prank Connor and me until she drives US crazy! Trust me, that doesn't happen easily! Oh, looks like we landed.
One word, or words, of precaution before you meet Cassie: She's definitely gonna be a famous actress when she grows up. Whenever my parents are around, she acts like an 'angel', as Mom and Fred (step pops) put it, but she's a…a…a…a HELLHOUND the minute, no, the second they leave the door. Yeah, there's the word! Hellhound! I think I hear her pounding footsteps.
"CONNIE! TRAVIE! I MISSED YOU!" Cassie screamed when she saw us. Trust me, she was also gifted with words. She speaks like a 'cute and adorable' girl when our parents are around but when they leave she talks like a 5th grader or something. It gets REALLY annoying. Back to the horror!
"I missed you SOOOOOOOO much!" Cassie squealed, giving us a hug that would make Ares squirm in pain. Mom giggled and hugged us as well, while Fred ruffled our hair. "Well, I wish we could stay but Fred and I have a meeting with our boss and if we don't go we'll probably be fired…" Mom started. I couldn't believe it. She was practically saying, "Could you please watch Cassie the Devil for a few hours?" Oh puh-leaze. I will not give in to my mom. Ever.
I stand corrected.
Here I am waving to my parents as they get in their car. Cassie giggled and yelled, "Bye bye Mommy! Bye bye Papa!" Mom blew us a kiss and Fred gave us a wave. As soon as the car was out of view, Connor and I turned around to face our own pet Diablo but we found ourselves in a worse situation. Cassie. Was. GONE.
My life stinks. Really. I mean, I have to waste my time looking for that little brat instead of playing my PS3. The things I do for my mom…
Connor and I met at end of the hallway, and we were about to give up when we heard a giggle. I looked at Connor, and I eyes met. We smirked and slowly crept our way toward the bathroom door. I mouthed, "1, 2, 3!" We threw open the door and gasped when we saw Cassie smirking triumphantly as she pointed up toward us. Next thing I knew, dear brother and I were covered head to toe in honey with whit chicken feathers. Cassie was on the bathroom floor, howling with laughter. "YOU FELL FOR THE OLDEST TRICK IN THE BOOK! I COULD MAKE A BETTER CHILD OF HERMES THAN YOU! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Connor and I just grabbed her by the hem of her shirt and dragged her toward the kitchen.
We had gotten cleaned up and had sat Cassie on the kitchen counter; glaring at her while she licked a lollipop. "You, are in a LOT of tro-" Connor started but stopped when Cassie held a deluxe pack of Coke and chocolate ice cream. "You want it?" She taunted. Connor nodded his head. "Then you have to do what I say." I dragged Connor out of the room before we would give in to temptation.
"Have you ever heard of, I don't know, SELF CONTROL?!"
"Um…no?"
"UGH! JUST DON'T GIVE INTO CASSIE!"
"But she has my favorite flavor…"
"SO?!"
"So I want it."
"You are such a kid."
"As if you aren't."
"I'm certainly more mature than you are."
"Oh sure."
"What, you don't believe me?"
"No, I don't."
"Why do I even try?"
"Cuz you have nothing else to do?"
"Just shut up and don't give in to Cassie. Think you can handle it?"
"Yeah yeah, whatever."
"Then let's go."
We went back to the kitchen and saw Cassie licking the last of the oh-so-tempting dessert. Connor's face fell like a rock. Poor guy. "Can we go out to eat ice cream?" The little devil asked. "What?! You just ate a box of chocolate ice cream dimwit! Not to mention three Cokes!" Connor screamed. I guess he's still pissed. "So?" She asked. I rolled my eyes. "Fine, but this is it, all right?" "OKAY! LET'S GO TO BASKIN ROBINS! BASKIN ROBBINS!" Oh joy.
As we walked toward 'the greatest ice cream shop in the world', Connor kept scowling at the ground. I sighed and asked, "Con, what is WRONG with you?" "You gave in to her…" he said softly. "What?" "HOW COULD YOU GIVE IN TO HER!?" "It was the only way to keep her quiet!" "Quiet, huh?" Connor said, pointing toward Cassie, who was currently jumping around and singing stupid songs. "Oh…Sorry. How 'bout I buy you a ice cream too then?" "Okay!" I swear, Connor's just like a kid when it comes to ice cream. "LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOK! BASKIN ROBINS!" Looks like we're here.
10 minutes later, I was dragged by my brother and step sister to the counter, where a guy was scoopin ice cream. The now TWO devils started telling the guy what flavor and topping they wanted and blah blah blah. I kinda zoned out until the cash register dude said, "That'll be 68 dollars sir." "68 DOLLARS?!" I yelled. "Well, considering the amount of toppings these two wanted…" Those two are SO dead. I shoved the money at the guy and stormed toward the tables.
"Yummy! It's so good!" Humph. Cuz of those two I couldn't even get one for myself. I leaned back on my chair as Connor and Cassie discussed about what flavors taste best. I was about to yell at them to shut up until I saw Mom and Fred go into restaurant nearby. WHAT ABOUT THEIR MEETING!? I can't believe they lied. Well, it's payback time.
I had finally convinced the idiots to come join my mastermind plan to see what Mom and Fred were doing. Unfortunately, the place they went into only allowed people with reservations go in. Rats. "Okay guys, we'll have to do it the hard way." I turned to tell them Plan B but found Connor glaring at Cassie who was eating another cup of ice cream. "Where did you find the money to get that?" I asked. "From Connie's wallet. Duh." She replied. I looked at Connor. "You got pick pocketed by a 6 year old." "Oh shut up." I smirked. "All right guys, we gotta get in the hard way."
"This is such a STUPID idea!" Connor whisper-yelled. I had stolen some waiter outfits and we were trying to get in through the back door. Sadly, one of the other waiters caught us. "C'mon man! Just let us through! We're real genuine waiters!" "Pshh. Yeah right. JUST GET OUT!" There goes another brilliant plan. Connor and I sighed as we went back, but our jaws dropped when we saw where Cassie was. In the food trolley thing. She giggled and waved at us as she happily munched on her ice cream. Oh no.
Connor and I managed to jump into the cart as one of the waiters pushed it. It was pretty big, and boy were we thankful for the cloth covering us. "Why is this so freakin heavy?" The guy grunted as he pushed us. Too bad for him. I peeked through the cloth and grinned when I saw we were headed toward our parent's table. Maybe luck was with us after all. The waiter said to my parents, "I hope you don't mind me leaving this here." "Not at all!" Mom replied. Thank you waiter!
Conner was trying to hear what they were saying as Cassie and I watched. Unfortunately, Connor was the worst mouth reader ever. This is an example of how he translated:
Fred said: Travis and Connor sure are stupid.
Mom said: I think we should refreeze them.
Stupid, I know. Connor then got tired and looked at Cassie, who was STILL eating her ice cream. "Can I have some?" He asked hopefully. Cassie just smiled and shook her head no. "Can I have some?" I asked. She then grinned and handed me a spoonful. I smirked at Connor, who muttered, "Oh sure, give him some ice cream." I grinned but then frowned. How were we gonna get outta here?
Just when I thought up of a miraculous plan, Cassie sneezed. And then we looked up to Mom and Fred's faces staring down at us in shock. "You have A LOT of explaining to do." We all said at once.
Me: ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL DONE! YAY!^^
Travis: R&R!
Connor: Why don't I get any ice cream!?
Cassie: Cause Travis is a cooler brother!
Me: Cassie will be joining our chats now!
Cassie and Travis: Yay!
Connor: NO! Who votes against this? *raises his hand*
Connor: Ooooooook, who votes…for this?
Me: ME!
Travis: ME!
Cassie: ME!
Percy: ME!
Annabeth: ME!
Grover: ME!
Thalia: ME!
Nico: ME!
Piper: ME!
Jason: ME!
Leo: ME! ME!
Clarisse: ME!
Chris: ME!
Katie: ME!
Lacy: ME!
Mitchell: ME!
Butch: ME!
Nyssa: ME!
Will: ME!
Connor: O.O WHERE DID YOU GUYS COME FROM?!
Cassie: I had called for reinforcements! And for their reward for supporting me…ice cream! *Hands everyone ice cream*
Everyone and Me (Take out Connor): PLEAAAAAAAAASE R&R! SUBMIT IDEAS!
Connor: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Cassie: Look! Connie is Luke Skywalky!
Connor: AAAAAAAAARGH!
Cassie: Hehehehehee…
