Annabeth sat at the table, legs crossed and a stern expression gracing her face. She leaned forward. "Do you or do you not like each other?"
"No!" they both said in unison. The Doctor's cheeks had heated up and Donna was getting annoyed.
"Let 'em go, Annabeth." spoke Percy from the corner of the room. "you're acting like an Aphrodite kid."
At this Annabeth got angry. "What? I'm not one of those stupid demigods who can't even pick up a sword, let alone help the camp in a battle! Hint, hint at the Battle of Gaea!*"
There was a smash from where the door was. Piper stood there, both angered and upset, a concoction of sweet smelling liquid in a glass tube lying shattered at her feet. Annabeth's anger melted into guilt. "No, I didn't mean..." but Piper had already left. Annabeth sprinted after her.
The recreation room was filled with an awkward silence, the Doctor, Donna and Percy trying not to meet each other's eyes. All of a sudden, Donna got up and ran out of the room, leaving the Doctor staring at the empty door frame. He quickly snapped out of it and cried out her name before running after her. Percy, with nothing else to do, picked up a deck of Mythomagic cards. He tried to read the instructions but his Dyslexia was doing him no good. Just as he was about to give up, a shadow moved in the corner of his eye.
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