Chapter 5: All Hail Percy Lord Of The Toilets!
"Character Speech"
'Character Thought'
"Monsters/Summon/Jutsu /Deity Speech"
'Monsters/Summon/Jutsu /Deity Thought'
Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Naruto or Percy Jackson.
So far these are the people that have been voted to pair with Naruko:
Percy – 26
Artemis – 16
Luke - 11
Apollo – 9
Hermes - 7
Connor - 3
Clarisse – 3
Annabeth – 2
Zoe – 2
Silena – 2
Thaila – 2
Piper – 2
Kate - 2
Travis – 2
Clarisse & Artemis – 1
Harem's
Harem with Percy, Luke, Connor, Travis, Apollo, and Hermes – 24
Naruko with Annabeth, Zoe, Artemis, Silena, Thaila, Piper, Reyna, Clarisse, Calypso and Katie – 19
Percy, Apollo and Luke – 18
Sorry for the wait, My whole year group had to have injections and so my arm was numb(Numb pain) and I couldn't move it, I got two in one arm and one in the other. Because of the symptoms I was tired and my arms were in numb pain as well as the facts I got headaches and to make things worse this is my second time writing this whole chapter because my computer turned into a total bitch, and so me being me, I went all ape shit on the computer for the first time in about two years so I ended up having to put the two keys from the key board back where they were. Plus I'm Lazy -_- Keepin it real.
So sorry for the lateness.
Chapter 5: All Hail Percy Lord Of The Toilets!
Once Percy got over the fact that his Latin teacher was a horse, they had a nice tour, though he was careful not to walk behind him. House's had a tendency to kick behind them. They passed the volleyball pit. Several of the campers nudged each other. One pointed to the minotaur horn I was carrying. Another said, "That's him."
Most of the campers were older than Percy. Their satyr friends were bigger than Grover, all of them trotting around in orange CAMP HALF-BLOOD T-shirts, with nothing else to cover their bare shaggy hindquarters. Percy wasn't normally a shy person, but the way they stared at him made him uncomfortable. He felt like they were expecting him to do a flip or something. Percy looked back at the farmhouse. It was a lot bigger than he'd realized-four stories tall, sky blue with white trim, like an upscale seaside resort. He was checking out the brass eagle weather vane on top when something caught my eye, a shadow in the uppermost window of the attic gable. Something had moved the curtain, just for a second, and he got the distinct impression there were being watched.
"What's up there?" Percy asked Chiron.
He looked where Percy was pointing, and his smile faded. "Just the attic."
"Somebody lives there?"
"No," he said with finality. "Not a single living thing."
They walked through the strawberry fields, where campers were picking bushels of berries while a satyr played a tune on a reed pipe. Chiron them how the camp grew a nice crop for export to New York restaurants and Mount Olympus. "It pays our expenses, " he explained. "And the strawberries take almost no effort. " He said Mr. D had this effect on fruit-bearing plants: they just went crazy when he was around. It worked best with wine grapes, but Mr. D was restricted from growing those, so they grew strawberries instead.
Percy watched the satyr playing his pipe. His music was causing lines of bugs to leave the strawberry patch in every direction, like refugees fleeing a fire "Grover won't get in too much trouble, will he?" Percy asked "I mean ... He was a good protector. Really. "
Chiron sighed. He shed his tweed jacket and draped it over his horses back like a saddle. "Grover has big dreams, Percy. Perhaps bigger than are reasonable. To reach his goal, he must first demonstrate great courage by succeeding as a keeper, finding a new camper and bringing him safely to Half-Blood Hill. "
"But he did that!"
"I might agree with you, " Chiron said. "But it is not my place to judge. Dionysus and the Council of Cloven Elders must decide. I'm afraid they might not see this assignment as a success. After all, Grover lost you in New York. Then there's the unfortunate ... Ah ... Fate of your mother. And the fact that Grover was unconscious when you dragged him over the property line. The council might question whether this shows any courage on Grover's part. " Percy wanted to protest, but decided against it. None of what happened was Grover's fault, and Percy felt really, really guilty. If he and Naruko hadn't given Grover the slip at the bus station, he might not have gotten in trouble.
"He'll get a second chance, won't he?"
Chiron winced. "I'm afraid that was Grover's second chance, Percy. The council was not anxious to give him another, either, after what happened the first time, five years ago. Olympus knows, I advised him to wait longer before trying again. He's still so small for his age... . "
"How old is he?"
"Oh, twenty-eight. "
"What! And he's in sixth grade?"
"Satyrs mature half as fast as humans, Percy. Grover has been the equivalent of a middle school student for the past six years. "
"That's horrible."
"That's true. And yes it is Quite horrible, " Chiron agreed. "At any rate, Grover is a late bloomer, even by satyr standards, and not yet very accomplished at woodland magic. Alas, he was anxious to pursue his dream. Perhaps now he will find some other career."
"That's not fair, " Percy said. "What happened the first time? Was it really so bad?"
Chiron's face grew grim before he looked away quickly. "Let's move along, shall we?" he muttered trying to change the subject. But Percy wasn't quite ready to let the subject drop. Something had occurred to Percy when Chiron talked about my mother's fate, as if he were intentionally avoiding the word death. The beginnings of an idea a tiny, hopeful fire-started forming in Percy's mind.
"Chiron, " he said. "If the gods and Olympus and all that are real."
"Yes, child?"
"Does that mean the Underworld is real, too?"
Chiron's expression darkened.
"Yes, child. " He paused, as if choosing his words carefully. "There is a place where spirits go after death. But for now... Until we know more... I would urge you to put that out of your mind. "
"What do you mean, 'until we know more'?"
"Come, Percy. Let's see the woods. "
As we got closer, the two Pre-teens realized how huge the forest was. It took up at least a quarter of the valley, with trees so tall and thick, you could imagine nobody had been in there since the Native Americans. Chiron said, "The woods are stocked, if you care to try your luck, but go armed."
"Stocked with what?" Percy asked. "Armed with what?"
"You'll see what it's stocked with at Capture the flag, it's on Friday night. Do you have your own sword and shield?"
"My own-?"
"No, " Chiron said. "I don't suppose you do. I think a size five will do. I'll visit the armory later. "
Percy wanted to ask what kind of summer camp had an armory, but there was too much else to on his mind already, so the tour continued. He a chiron saw the archery range, the canoeing lake, the stables (which Chiron didn't seem to like very much), the javelin range, the sing-along amphitheater, and the arena where Chiron said they held sword and spear fights.
"Sword and spear fights?" asked Percy.
"Cabin challenges and all that, " he explained. "Not lethal. Usually. Oh, yes, and there's the mess hall. " Chiron pointed to an outdoor pavilion framed in white Grecian columns on a hill overlooking the sea. There were a dozen stone picnic tables. No roof. No walls.
"What do you do when it rains?" Percy asked.
Chiron looked at me as if I'd gone a little weird. "We still have to eat, don't we?" Percy decided to drop the subject.
Finally, he showed him the cabins. There were twelve of them, nestled in the woods by the lake. They were arranged in a U, with two at the base and five in a row on either side. And they were without doubt the most bizarre collection of buildings Percy had ever seen. Except for the fact that each had a large brass number above the door (odds on the left side, evens on the right), they looked absolutely nothing alike. Number nine had smokestacks, like a tiny factory. Number four had tomato vines on the walls and a roof made out of real grass. Seven seemed to be made of solid gold, which gleamed so much in the sunlight it was almost impossible to look at. They all faced a commons area about the size of a soccer field, dotted with Greek statues, fountains, flower beds, and a couple of basketball hoops (which were more Percy's speed).
In the centre of the field was a huge stone-lined firepit. Even though it was a warm afternoon, the hearth smouldered. A girl about nine years old was tending the flames, poking the coals with a stick.
The pair of cabins at the head of the field, numbers one and two, looked like his-and-hers mausoleums, big white marble boxes with heavy columns in front. Cabin one was the biggest and bulkiest of the twelve. Its polished bronze doors shimmered like a hologram, so that from different angles lightning bolts seemed to streak across them. Cabin two was more graceful somehow, with slimmer columns garlanded with pomegranates and flowers. The walls were carved with images of peacocks. "Zeus and Hera?" Percy guessed.
"Correct, " Chiron said.
"Their cabins look empty. "
"Several of the cabins are. That's true. No one ever stays in one or two. "
'Okay' thought Percy. 'So each cabin had a different god, like a mascot. Twelve cabins for the twelve Olympians. But why would some be empty?'
Percy stopped in front of the first cabin on the left, cabin three.
It wasn't high and mighty like cabin one, but long and low and solid. The outer walls were of rough gray stone studded with pieces of seashell and coral, as if the slabs had been hewn straight from the bottom of the ocean floor. Percy peeked inside the open doorway and Chiron said, "Oh, I wouldn't do that!"
Before chiron could pull him back, he caught the salty scent of the interior, like the wind on the shore at Montauk. The interior walls glowed like abalone. There were six empty bunk beds with silk sheets turned down. But there was no sign anyone had ever slept there. The place felt so sad and lonely, Percy was glad when Chiron put his hand on him shoulder and said, "Come along, Percy."
With Naruko...
Walking deeper into the Big house Naruko followed Mr.D all the way to a deep wine red wood door with the letter 'D' in caps. "Ok , after you" Mr.D said opening the door to his room. Naruko walked in silently before turning to Mr.D."Now what were you saying earlier about getting the girls on my side" he asked.
A smirk made its way to Naruko's face as she stared at Mr.D analysing his body. Rubbing her hands together she went straight to Mr.D's walk-in-closet closet, opening the double doors she stared at the horrific image in shock. So many Ugly clothes in one place were starting to make her feel dizzy. Grabbing a box from the back of the room she grabbed all the clothes and placed them inside. She walked back into the room with Mr.D watching her curiously "What are you doing with my clothes" he asked.
"They're going to go charity" Naruko replied. "You can take one Item of clothing to keep as a memory Never to be worn again. Mr.D stared at the girl the fact that she thought she was taking all his clothes to charity made him think she was insane.
"No way" Mr.D said irritably, "You're not taking my clothes to charity mortal" grabbing Naruko by her hood he threw her out the room. Naruko landed on the wooden polished floor with a soft thud. It took a few seconds to realize what had happened. Her eye brow twitched as she got up off the floor. Pulling her sleeves up she cackled evilly. They was no way God or Not, anyone was going to get away from Naruko Uzumaki-Namikaze like that and get away un harmed. Pranked or otherwise.
Ten minutes later Naruko had weaved a simple genjutsu around Mr.D's room, so simple in fact you wouldn't really notice it until it was too late. It was around the five minute mark when Mr.D ran out of his room screaming out apologies. Naruko had a hunch about his greatest fear. So she what on a simpler note that Mr.D was seeing was at first to put it simply, him being stripped o his tital of a god and baned from wine permanently and all this was because he disobeyed his restrictions.
Climbing back into his room quietly Naruko, using her shinobi training, set up paint bombs all over the room before taking the box of clothes and sealing it with duck tape. Naruko made a handseal before whispering "Kai" Picking up the box Naruko looked down at Mr.D before pulling a thin string activating the paint bombs, plastering the whole of Mr.D's room neon orange. "Now can we get you some knew stuff" Naruko grinned.
Sighing in defeat and frustration Mr.D nodded, following behind Naruko sulking at the loss of his clothes and room.
Once Naruko was finished with Mr.D she went to find Percy, Mr.D only took about a hour, of course she couldn't leave camp so she forced Kyuubi to go buy some clothes for him. Naruko made him transform into his true human for that he used in times when Greece was still the source of Western Civilization. He had a six pack and everything. Naruko had to say. He looked sexy, he looked so good in fact when Naruko first saw him in that form she slapped him around the head. He looked this good and yet he had chosen to waste it all this time. Mr.D had jet black hair that had the bad boy look, he had a strong jaw, nose and other fail features, his eyes were a deep dark purple that almost seemed black and sucked you in, his body was flawless, from his light olive skin to his six pack. He looked like...well like a Greek God.
Naruko had to give him a quick lesson on fashion, she had dressed him in a black wife beater that clung to his muscles, black jeans, black Adidas high-tops and a leather jacket to seal the deal. Giving him two cans of diet coke to drink and a book to read, Naruko gave him strict instructions not to leave his newly decorated room until she came back, leaving him with only Kurama a company.
When Naruko found Percy he was too busy fighting with Clarisse to notice her, in fact nobody noticed her. That was the beauty of being a shinobi.
"We'll pulverize you, " Clarisse said, as her eye twitched. 'Perhaps she wasn't sure she could follow through on the threat' thought Annabeth thought smugly. Clarisse turned toward Percy with a angry snarle. "Who's this little runt?"
"Percy Jackson, " Annabeth said, "Meet Clarisse, Daughter of Ares. "
Percy blinked. "Like ... The war god?"
"Yes, the war God Percy" Naruko shouted frustration clear in her voice, making everyone around her jump and turn in her direction.
"W-when did you get her Naruko" Clarisse stuttered a light blush tinting her cheeks. Annabeth and Percy raised their eyebrows at this. Annabeth being slightly more freaked out than Percy.
"About two minutes ago" Naruko replied shrugging.
"Oh, so you heard how this girs the daughter of a war god" Percy pointed as Naruko nodded.
Spun around angry and glared at Percy. "You got a problem with that?" Clarisse sneered
"No" Percy said, recovering his wits. "It explains the bad smell. " Naruko face palmed 'It's like he does this to annoy me, does he want to die young, cause if he keeps insulting people that's what's going to happen.' she thought irritably.
Clarisse growled. "We got an initiation ceremony for newbies, Prissy. "
"Percy." He corrected.
"Whatever. Come on, I'll show you. "
"Clarisse-" Annabeth tried to say.
"Stay out of it, wise girl. "
Annabeth looked pained, but she did stay out of it, and Percy didn't really want her help. Since he thought himself as the new kid. He thought had to earn my own rep, since Naruko already seemed to have hers. Percy handed Annabeth my minotaur horn and got ready to fight, but before he knew it, Clarisse had him by the neck and was dragging me toward a cinder-block building that he knew immediately was the bathroom. Naruko followed behind shaking her head. Annabeth looked at her expectedly. "What?" asked Naruko innocently.
"You're not gonna help him" she asked.
"Nope" replied Naruko bluntly. "I'm not gonna always be there, plus he needs to learn that his mouth is way too big for his own good"
Percy didn't go easily though, oh no, he was kicking and punching. After all he'd been in plenty of fights before, but this big girl Clarisse, to him had hands like iron. She dragged him into the girls' bathroom. There was a line of toilets on one side and a line of shower stalls down the other. It smelled just like any public bathroom, and he was thinking-as much as he could think with Clarisse ripping his hair out. In Percy's mind if this place really belonged to the gods, they should've been able to afford classier toilets.
Clarisse's friends were all laughing, and Percy was trying to find the strength he'd used to fight the Minotaur, but it just wasn't there, Narukos cheeks puffed out as she tried to hold in a giggle as Percy sent her a pleading and helpless look, in her eyes it was, cute, funny, and all too good to be true.
"Like he's 'Big Three' material," Clarisse said as she pushed Percy toward one of the toilets. "Yeah, right. Minotaur probably fell over laughing, he was so stupid looking. I bet you just fainted and left Naruko to do all the hard work."
Her friends snickered.
Annabeth and Naruko stood in the corner, as Annabeth watched through her fingers. Clarisse bent him over on his knees and started pushing his head toward the toilet bowl. It reeked like rusted pipes and, well, like what goes into toilets. Poor Percy strained to keep his head up. He was looking at the scummy water, thinking, 'I will not go into that. I won't.' Then something happened. He felt a tug in the pit of his stomach as Naruko felt a small energy surge. Percy heard the plumbing rumble, the pipes shudder. Clarisse's grip on his hair loosened. Water shot out of the toilet, making an arc straight over his head, and the next thing he knew, he was sprawled on the bathroom tiles with Naruko on top of him and Clarisse screaming behind me. Staring up Percy got a glimpse of two bright Azure blue eyes, making his mind go blank and his throught get dry. Before he was pulled back onto his feet by a grinning Naruko.
Percy turned and Naruko dodged just as water blasted out of the toilet again, hitting Clarisse straight in the face so hard it pushed her down onto her butt. The water stayed on her like the spray from a fire hose, pushing her backward into a shower stall. She struggled, gasping, and her friends started coming toward her. But then the other toilets exploded, too, and six more streams of toilet water blasted them back. The showers acted up, too, and together all the fixtures sprayed the camouflage girls right out of the bathroom, spinning them around like pieces of garbage being washed away. Naruko stared laughing so hard she had to lean on Percy for support to stand, sure she felt bad for Clarisse but there reactions to what happen were Hilarious.
As soon as they were out the door, Percy felt the tug in his gut lessen, and the water shut off as quickly as it had started. The entire bathroom was flooded. Annabeth hadn't been spared. She was dripping wet, but she hadn't been pushed out the door. She was standing in exactly the same place, staring at them in shock. But unsurprisingly Naruko was completely dry.
Percy looked down and realized he and Naruko were standing in the only dry spot in the whole room. There was a circle of dry floor around them. They didn't have one drop of water on my clothes. Nothing.
Annabeth said, "How did you ... and then Naruko you just left me to get wet and jumped on Percy to stay dry...its..."
"I don't know." Percy said.
"I simply didn't want to get wet, I could see that Percy was going to be dry from the trajectory of the water so I jumped on him." Replied a grinning Naruko as Annabeth gave her a 'You-Should-Have-Taken-Me-With-you' look. The group walked to the door. Outside, Clarisse and her friends were sprawled in the mud, and a bunch of other campers had gathered around to gawk. Clarisse's hair was flattened across her face. Her camouflage jacket was sop-ping and she smelled like sewage. She gave Percy a look of absolute hatred. "You are dead, new boy. You are totally dead. "
Percy probably should have let it go, but he went and said, "You want to gargle with toilet water again, Clarisse? Close your mouth. "
Naruko shook her head before helping Clarisse up and holding her back. Hey friends dragged her toward cabin five, while the other campers made way to avoid her flailing feet.
"Why did you help her?" Percy asked.
"Because" Naruko replied.
"Because?,,,"
"Because I did" Naruko ended, making Percy sigh.
As Annabeth stared at him. Percy couldn't tell whether she was just grossed out or angry at him for dousing her.
"What?" he demanded. "What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking," she said, "That I want you both on my team for capture the flag. "
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