Chapter Four: The Hero Calls in Sick
Annabeth ran her hand through the jet black hair of her unconscious boyfriend, "How'd he end up like this?"
Sally shook her head sadly, "I don't know…there's this spike stuck in his leg but-"
Annabeth pulled Percy's jeans of his slack, unconscious body, "Um, you don't mind, do you?" She said, while turning a dark shade of pink.
Sally hesitated, but nodded slightly, "If it gets that spike-thing out of his leg, by all means, go ahead."
Annabeth ghosted her fingers over his leg, and finally found the Manticore spike, lodged in his calf, a little above his knee. She was no surgeon; she couldn't get this out of his leg herself. "I need to get him to camp-now." She dug around through her bags until she found a bottle of nectar. Annabeth had to force it down, and he coughed and sputtered while sitting up,
"Blargh…wha-what's going on? Where am I?" He said, his eyes twitching and looking every which way, until he somewhat locked eyes with Annabeth, "What are you doing here? I'm supposed to be in Japan right now!" Annabeth got her delirious boyfriend on his feet, "Where's my cupcake, it's supposed to pink sprinkles with a lil' strawberry shortcake on it, right?" He was breaking out into sweat again, and his hair was damp with perspiration.
With the help of Paul, they managed to get Percy into his car, and put him in the backseat. The car was pretty old, but it still got him places. The thing was a '85 Volkswagen Passat; he had been saving up money to buy it for weeks, until he finally bought it. Most everyone thought it was a piece of junk, but that car was like gold to Percy, he swore by it. He sat in the center back seat, and was banging his head against the sides of the front seats. "Please make sure you call me as soon as he's better, please." Sally pleaded with her son's boyfriend.
"Don't worry, Sally. I will." Annabeth said, starting up Percy's car. The C.D. player blasted White Stripes, and she turned it down a little. She looked back at him, and he had passed out again, and was curled up into a fetal position in the back seat, in a drooling spell. "Seaweed Brain…" She said, shaking her head, but smiling at him.
About a half hour later, at Camp Half Blood…
Annabeth put the shift into 'park' and pulled the key out of the ignition. "Hey Percy. I'm going to go get help, just stay here, okay?" She knew he couldn't hear her, but it comforted her, talking to him. She took her hoodie off and draped it over him, "Go get help…please. I can't take the pain anymore." He gasped suddenly while writhing around in pain.
She ran like Hell, through the strawberry fields, through the basketball court, and finally to the Big House. She pounded on the door, and Chiron, in his wheelchair form, "Annabeth? Weren't you supposed to get here later today?"
She shook her head, "Yeah, yeah I was. But I…there's something wrong with Percy. I think he got attacked by a Manticore or something." Chiron scratched his beard,
"Get some of the border patrollers to help you carry him back here. I'll go wake a healer up, now go!" She could hear him step out of the fake wheelchair; and back to his centaur form, galloping to the Apollo Cabin. She ran back to the borders and found a few patrollers, two of them were Travis and Connor, who jumped out of a tree and went ninja. They slashed and jabbed at her, Connor even threw a ninja star at her, but it whizzed past her ear and impaled a tree…poor tree.
"Guys. Guys! GUYS!" They froze, "Percy got attacked by a Manticore, and I need your help carrying him to the Big House, okay? Now come with me, and leave your ninja get-out behind." After dropping their Samurai swords and ninja stars down, they ran down to the car. Annabeth could hear the brothers plotting something,
"We could always do the old, saran wrap toilet prank on him. He'd be so drugged up on medicine he wouldn't even notice it." Travis whispered.
"Uh, guys? I'm right here…you're not whispering through a bull horn, are you? I can hear you from over here! Now help me get me out of the car." Annabeth demanded as the two brothers grabbed him by the arms, her holding him by the ankles. She kicked the car door shut, and they carried him to the Big House living room. They carefully laid him down on the sofa, and just then, Chiron returned with a healer, and a good friend of theirs, Will Solace.
"Holy mother of Zeus! What happened to him?" He exclaimed while checking Percy's pulse, and his expression turned grim, "He's in pretty bad shape, but we need to get him to a bed, so I can start to work on that wound. They shifted him to one of the guest rooms, and set him down onto the tidy bed. "Percy? I need you to stay awake, okay?" Will said, "Keep him awake until I get back. I'm going to need a lot of supplies, and I'm going to need them fast. So I need everyone's help." Chiron and the Stoll brothers, along with Will rushed to the Apollo cabin for medical supplies, which left Percy and Annabeth alone. Percy eyes were only open a little bit, and his breathing was becoming more slow and shallow.
"Annabeth?" He gasped, wiping the sweat off his forehead, "I'm sorry I couldn't get you from the airport."
She cracked a smile, and couldn't help but laugh, and he let out a weak chuckle as well. Annabeth burst into a flurry of tears and buried her face into his sweat-drenched shirt. "Hey…it's okay. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine." When she looked back up at him, he looking back at her with tired eyes, "I'm not going anywhere, Wise Girl." He grasped her hand and squeezed it, and she did the same. Just then, Will burst into the room, followed by the other three, all with armfuls of ambrosia, nectar, and a few first aid kits.
"Sorry, everyone, but I'm going to need everyone to leave the room. I need to have a quiet room to work on Percy's leg." Will said, setting everything onto a steel table.
Annabeth held onto his hand for as long as she could before Chiron removed her from the room, "I'll be fine…I promise, but I think this hero is going to be calling in sick tomorrow." Chiron closed the door when Percy finished cracking his joke.
I can't-write-anymore-must-SLEEP! The ending probably was, shitty. But if you haven't noticed yet, I kind of rushed through this chapter because one, my sister kept doing her 'snark' laugh, and I couldn't concentrate, and then the fact that I'm exhausted. The snark thing has a face, too…but it looks and awful lot like troll face. If somebody screws up on something, she'll do the snark laugh, but I didn't have the slightest idea what I had screwed up on…maybe, it's saying I'll mess up on something in my future…OOOooh. . Anyway…distractions, distractions, thank you for the three new reviews, I appreciate them very much. Glad you like it so much, HungerGamesLuver13. Also, thank you for telling me that, don't suffer from insanity, I'm glad because it is a pain in the…buttocks *snark snark* to spellcheck (Nice screen name, by the way I think I already suffer from insanity). 0.o
P.S. I'm going shopping with my famiry *snark* tomorrow, so I may not update until later in the day. If I don't update at all, which is highly unlikely, with all the spare time I have, then I hope you have a great new year's eve.
Fodhlithe *snark* . Oh will you shut up, Snark? It's 'bye' in Irish!
~iGwyn12
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