Bam. 1600 words without the author's note! And oh yeah, I forgot to say this the last time. For the last chapter and probably the next few and the ending is taken/inspired from xXAquaMangoXx. Sorry.
And for the two people who guessed my age were xXAquaMangoXx and randomizzy.
Randomdizzy: And as for Amber and Joy, I guess Joy had some practice? and Amber, maybe the can was empty or closed? I dunno, I'm leaving it for your imagination.
And if you read Percy Jackson fics, read the A/N in the bottom.
Disclaimer: Still no.

Eddie's POV

While Victor, he was nowhere to be found. That is, until he came down the stairs with... a can of Mountain Dew.

Victor is drinking Mountain Dew… Victor is drinking Mountain Dew? Wait a minute, Victor is drinking Mountain Dew?! Him without Mountain Dew is bad enough, Victor with Mountain Dew, is definitely not good. A disaster. A horrifyingly terrible disaster. Victor and Mountain Dew shouldn't even be placed in the same sentence. Maybe he was just pissed off at the noisiness and decided to come down and on the way he found a can of Mountain Dew? Yeah, that makes sense. That makes perfect sense! It's not he actually drank it, right? No, not possible. He wouldn't! Would he? My thoughts were cut off by a hand tapping my shoulder and a loud tripping noise.

Victor, had tripped on the last step. Victor doesn't trip, not even once, I ever saw him trip. Then it hit me like a slap in the face. Like, literally. Someone did slap me. I looked around.

"Eddie?"

"Earth to Eddie, anyone in there?" There was a hand waved in front of my face. I didn't say anything. I just stood there, still in great shock. There was a big chance that Victor actually drank Mountain Dew. I shuddered internally at the thought. What could go wrong? It was only Victor drinking Mountain Dew, right? Right. It isn't like he's drunk or something right? Right. So how bad of a damage could he possibly caused?

"Yoo-hoo!"

"Eddie! Snap out of it!"

"Yo, Eddie!" Patricia yelled and slapped me again. Does it hurt? Hell yes, it does. It frickin' stings. Note to self: Don't get on Patricia's bad side.

"Huh? What? What did you do that for?!" I yelled. She pointed towards a very ditsy looking Victor who was struggling to stand up. She looked at me with a horrified look and so did Jerome and Mara.

"Do you think he-?" She whispered.

"Definitely, it has to be that. I mean, why else would he be so…" I replied.

"Clumsy?"

"Stupid?"

"Drunk-ish looking?"

"Ditsy?"

"Yeah, all of those. I mean, this isn't normal for him… He should be yelling at what a mess we made and forced us to clean it and probably do toothbrush duty for a week." I whispered back at the three of them and they nodded.

"But he isn't. How much damage do you think he could possibly cause?" Jerome whispered.

"It's not what he could cause. But what they all could cause…" Mara stated, still whispering and gesturing to the rest of the Anubis House residents, including Trudy

"And how much of a damage they could cause.. I mean, it can't be that bad, can it?" Patricia whispered back. Jerome shook his head.

"I think it can be that bad… Considering that Alfie broke Victor's window with only three cans, and this is all of them, including Trudy and Victor with at least three cans each. Which results in total disaster." He said.

"So in conclusion, it can be that bad. Maybe even worst." Mara finished and we all nodded.

"Get out of here before it gets really bad?" Patricia asked.

"Definitely." Jerome said, nodding. We backed away slowly and soundlessly when Alfie stood up from his position on the floor.

"HEY! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GOING?! HUH?!" He yelled and everyone's heads snapped towards us at once. Which is admittedly creepy. Jerome was the first to make a move. He ran out the door, yelling out a "Somewhere!". And we followed.

"Yeah… We're going somewhere….." Mara said, before running off with us behind her. I slammed the door shut and we ran to catch up with Jerome who was lying on the grass, panting. We all followed after him and dropped to the grass.

"So, what are we gonna do now?" Patricia asked, sitting up.

"Well, everyone else is all pretty much drunk and high on Mountain Dew… What is there to do?" Mara said.

"Well, we could always get back to the house and get high on Mountain Dew with them…" I suggested and they all looked at me. Patricia slapped me. Like, seriously? Ow, much.

"What the hell are you thinking?!" She yelled.

"What was that for?!" I yelled back.

"For being an idiotic dumbass." She replied and Mara chuckled.

"I can already see what your relationship is like…" Mara said.

"Yeah, abusive." I replied. Mara chuckled at this and Patricia looked at me, glaring.

"Excuse me!" She exclaimed, a fake offended look on her face.

"Yes?" I asked and she face-palmed. What can I say? I have that effect on people.

"I'm right here!" She exclaimed again.

"And your point is…" I trailed off. She glared at me. I also have that effect on people. In fact, I have lots of effect on many people, which I am very proud of.

"Well, excuse me for being offended." She said, still with a fake offended look on her face. Then everything turned to dead silence… for about five seconds. We burst out laughing. Patricia who sat up before was once again sprawled on the grass, clutching her sides laughing. We were all doing the same thing. Jerome was laughing so hard that he made no sound. He was just sprawled out on the ground, rolling around while clapping his hands like a retarded seal with a red face. Our laughter soon died down until we were all just lying there, with big grins on our faces like retards. We were given odd and weird looks by random passersby.

"Hey, you two should consider being an actor or actress. That, no matter how weird it was, was admittedly good." Mara said. Patricia and I looked at each other then started laughing again. Mara and Jerome soon enough, joined in. After a long period of us just lying there, laughing like a bunch of drunk idiots on drugs. I stopped laughing first, then followed by Mara then Patricia and finally Jerome. Suddenly, Patricia looked at me.

"So, Eddie…'Jennifer Carroway' huh? Who's she?" Patricia asked.

"Well, it's a long story..." I trailed off, not really wanting to talk about this. Patricia gave me a look.

"I don't care. Just spit it out, Eddie." She replied and I sighed.

"Okay then… Well, I used to live with my mom in Arizona before I moved all the way here with my dad. And Jenny happened to live right next door to me. She was cool and fun, at first. We were instant best friends… Well, until the sophomore year that is. In the end of freshman year, we somehow started dating." I shuddered at the memory. Patricia raised an eyebrow and Mara just stared at me while Jerome looked amused.

"Well, she was okay at first. She started acting weird at the beginning of sophomore year. She started hanging out with the popular crowd and left our old group, dragging me along with her. She didn't want to even have eye contact with them. She started becoming too clingy. I can't talk or even look at another girl. Even the ones in our old group. She turned from the innocent, well not really innocent, tomboy who despised the populars to a clingy, sappy, girly, bossy, annoying, fake, bitchy- okay, you get it, person. She said she would ruin the life of the girl who even tried to talk to me. I didn't think much about it and didn't take her seriously about that. And boy, was I wrong to do that…" I said. I cringed at the memory.

"Not really innocent?" Jerome asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Yep. She broke her prom date's nose and cracked a few of his ribs because he was being a, and I quote, 'a douche bag who has no respect for girls and treats them like they're shit'. He had to get quite a lot of stitches here and there." I explained, "He moved all the way to California the next day."

"Ouch, what happened to the girl you talked to?" Patricia asked.

"Well, our drama teacher told us to audition for a play. It was Grease, I think. Apparently, I got the role of Danny Zuko. But Jenny, she didn't get the Sandy Olsson role. Unfortunately, her 'best friend' and sister; Lindsey got the role. And she, was definitely not happy about it. The next day, when Lindsey came to school. The sight was not pretty. She was bald, when everyone knows she loves her hair. Like really loves it. And her eyebrows were gone. So, poor Lindsey had no hair or eyebrows." I explained to them and cringed, remembering what she looked like. It was definitely a sight, alright.

"That bad? Just because of a play? Like, seriously?" Patricia asked.

"Yeah, that bad. And that's just her sister. Her sister now has a fear of scissors, tape and Jenny herself. Lindsey was sent to boarding school to help her avoid Jenny. Since Jenny wouldn't leave." I replied and Mara blinked.

"Just?" She asked, shaking her head.

"Yes, just." I answered.

"Speaking of the devil…" Patricia muttered, glaring at an innocent tree beside her. She's practically boring holes through the poor tree with her eyes. I mean what has that tree ever done to her? Anyway, Jerome, me and Mara looked up while Patricia muttered string of very 'colorful' words under her breath. I looked up to see the devil herself, looking at the four of us, grinning widely. So wide that I'm surprised her mouth isn't ripped open…

"Hey Eddie!" Oh, God no…

For, those of you who reads PJ fics, check out my friend's story; Life Spins and Tilts by Greekawesome17.
'Leo Valdez, was a poor and "troubled" kid. His simple life turns upside down when he was picked up by Percy Jackson, Jason Grace, and Annabeth Chase, and declared a demigod. Now he has to go to dangerous quest, meets various people, and get his own love story.'

R&R on his story so I can rub it in his face and say "I told you so." Thanks.
~A2122