It's been a month? *facepalm* I swear, I lost all track of time! That happens to me in the summer. I never wanted to do that again! Dx

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Pottergirl1 - Thanks! At first I though it be kind of weird, but I feel better now! Might not be enough Kladora in this one...but it's coming eventually! :)

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The Isadora Diaries:

Incinerated:

Monday, April 2nd

Happy late April Fools Day! I don't really like April Fools Day, because that's when Duncan is the most annoying. He messed up the time on his alarm clock so that it was set to go off at four in the morning, even though the clock said it was seven o' clock. Why would he mess up his own alarm clock? Because I don't have one, so he snuck his into my room just so he could do that stupid prank. Then at breakfast, he hid a fake spider in my favorite cereal, so I got a nice surprise when I was pouring the cereal in my bowl. To get away from him, I decided to hide behind a tree in the backyard. I brought an enormous book with me, so that I could sit the day out there and not have to put up with Duncan's annoying pranks and not get bored.

But that didn't really work out.

About five minutes into the book, I felt something funny on my head. It felt like something was crawling on my head! I freaked out and began vigorously shaking my head and messing up my hair to get the whatever it was off! I stopped once I heard Duncan laughing like a mentally challenged hyena on one of the branches of the tree I was sitting against, holding different kinds of string that he taped to a piece of wood.

I threw my book at his head and he fell out of the tree.

I guess this was all sort of his payback from the insults I gave the day before on the way to Uncle Craig's house. I didn't think he took offense. I didn't even think he was paying attention! But if being extra annoying was going to make him feel better, I decided to let him carry on.

Now I'm going to sort of go off-topic here, but bear with me. It will all make sense eventually.

At lunch, (after being cruelly tricked into thinking the latest episode of Adam&Ada had just premiered and I missed it by you-know-who) my mother made a surprising announcement: "I have signed the three of you to be volunteers at the zoo this week."

"What?!" my brothers and I exclaimed in unison.

"But, Mother!" I protested. "It's Spring Break this week. No offense to the animals, but I don't want to spend my one week of freedom until summer surrounded by them!"

"Well, I guess you should have thought of that before you decided to break the law." She glared at the three of us. "Since I don't have enough time to assign you chores around the house, I'm sending you three off to be assigned harder chores by a stranger. Isn't that idea much better, sweetie?" She asked, looking at my dad. He looked up from the taco he'd previously been devouring into non-existence and looked at my mother with puzzlement, clearly unaware of what she'd asked. Instead of asking, he went back to his taco saying, "Yup." Mother didn't seem to notice.

"I'm getting you all up at six tomorrow morning because you need to be at the zoo by seven thirty. That means you'll have to go bed early tonight." Mother continued.

My brothers and I groaned. Spring Break is about staying up late doing absolutely nothing! Not going to sleep early so you can work at a zoo the next morning. I was totally bummed. I understood why she was punishing us, I just wasn't happy about it. I guess that's why it's punishment. Now I know not to drive until I get license, even if the road is practically in the middle of no where and they're aren't a lot of cars around.

Mother told the three of us to start getting ready for bed at seven and she wanted us in bed by eight. I was hoping she wouldn't give us a bedtime, but, unfortunately, she did. And that really made me upset, because the new episode of Adam&Ada was premiering at eight, and I'd been waiting for it for, like, an entire week! Do you know what it's like being unhealthily obsessed with a show that has whole week waits between episodes?!

Of course not, you're a laptop.

You know no pain.

So I knew I had to break the rules...again.

I know this is really strange, but I keep forgetting that I have a TV in my room. It's really small and doesn't have HD channels like the one in the TV room does, so I always overlook it and forget that it's there. In fact, I was so used to not watching TV in my own room, that when I should've been in bed, I had already snuck halfway downstairs before I remembered that there was a TV in my room and I could watch the new episode in there as long as I kept the volume low.

I like to think I'm smart sometimes, but in reality, I don't really have any common sense. That little fact is important later on, too.

I successfully watched the episode without getting caught, but once I get hooked on technology at night, I can't stay away. Especially while I had a case of Adam and Ada feels. (They're perfect for each other!) I snuck down to the living room where my mother was temporarily keeping my laptop and scrolled through fangirly websites, and by the time I was done it was three in the morning. I had to wake up in three hours!

Time flies when you're fangirling over everything.

At six in the morning, my mother woke me and my brothers up like she said she would. Right when she threw the biggest Harry Potter book in the series at me to get me to get up, I regretted staying up so late. I need a full ten hours of sleep to be able to function properly, and three hours wasn't going to cut it. But if I wanted to make sure my mother didn't find out about the multiple times I broke her rules last night, I would have to act like I was awake, which took even more energy than sitting up in bed, and I'm pretty sure I used up all my energy just doing that.

At breakfast, I actually had to eat with my eyes open. And good posture. I almost passed out. I didn't see my mother until it was time to leave, so I was able to act as sleepy as I was until then.

I wanted to sleep in the car, but then Mother might have gotten suspicious, so I had to keep my eyes open the entire half hour it took to get to the zoo. I think Duncan was the only one of us who actually went to bed early, because he was the only one who looked awake. When our mom left us with our temporary boss, I noticed that Quigley looked as sleepy as I felt, so he must have stayed up late too doing who knows what.

Probably scrolling through pictures of Violet.

The woman who would be ordering us around woke me up enough to realize where I was because she was super loud and kind of freaky. She had red hair and was tall and skinny. She was wearing a forest green rangers outfit topped off with a green hat that would've passed for a fedora if it had been three sizes smaller.

"Habari, new recruits!" she said over-entusiastically. "That's Swahili for hello. I am Olivia Vialio. I'm the lead ranger at this zoo and I will assign you three your jobs! You'll all get to work with real live animals this week! Isn't that exciting?"

Real live animals. I had never seen such a thing. (That was sarcasm if you couldn't tell.)

Quigley was so excited he almost passed out. He stumbled, but Duncan caught him. "I didn't eat the last cookie!" Quigley jumped after he fell on Duncan. After he saw the confused look on Olivia Vialio's face, he quickly said, "I mean...animals? Yay! I love animals!"

"Great!" Olivia cheered, completely forgetting about Quigley's off-topic cookie comment. "Come with me to get your name tags and t-shirts, and I'll assign you your spots."

Remember when I said she was freaky? This is when I came to that conclusion.

She led us into a room behind the ticket counter and handed us our t-shirts and stickers to write our names on. "Sorry, but these are the only shirts we have left, and they're all different sizes. Decide among yourselves who gets what and I'll be right back."

Right before she could leave the room, Duncan had wandered off to a small table that held an old ununique-looking, wooden box, and he had begun admiring it. Just as she was about to step out of the room, Duncan held up the box and asked, "Hey, Ms. Vialio, what's this box thing?"

Olivia did a ninja jump across the room and snatched the box from Duncan's hands. "Don't touch the box!" One of her eyes started twitching and she looked kind of crazy.

Really loud tolerate-able woman had just turned into really loud freaky woman. The box looked really old and uninteresting. And if she didn't want anyone touching it, why was it out in the open where we could, God forbid, touch it. And why was she about it to leave us alone with it?

It seemed pretty weird to me.

"Uh..." Duncan looked equally freaked out as Quigley and I did. "Sorry?"

"Oh, that's okay!" Olivia said perkily, putting the box back on its table. Then she skipped out of the room and slammed the door behind her. I was just about to comment on her weirdness when she reopened the door and yelled, "Don't touch the box!" and slammed the door again.

"Wow," Quigley said softly, looking scared. "She's all kinds of crazy."

"Yeah," I muttered. "Definitely all kinds." Quigley and I each picked up one of the orange t-shirts that Olivia laid on the table for us. They each had the name of the zoo in black with the silhouette of a horse on one side and a lion on the other. Orange wasn't my favorite color, but oh well. I checked the size on the shirt I picked up: large.

I looked up at Duncan, who already had on a shirt, and it looked too tight on him. "Hey, Dunc, what size is that shirt?"

"A small."

Seriously, dude? "Well, can you switch with me? This one's too big."

"We're triplets, Iz," he said a matter-of-factly. "It's going to fit you the same way it would fit me."

I shook my head at his ignorance. "Do you even hear yourself right now? You're bulkier than I am. Just hand over the shirt!"

"No way!" Duncan protested, wrapping his arms around himself. "It makes me look attractive!"

I rolled my eyes. "Here, this is a medium," Quigley said and tossed me the shirt he picked up. "Thanks." I gave him the large-sized shirt.

Just as Quigley and I pulled the t-shirts over our regular clothes, Olivia barged back into the rooms. "Hurry up and put on your nametags! It's time for me to assign your places!"

"Where are we working?" Quigley asked, sticking his name tag to his shirt.

"Africa!" Olivia said, gesturing wildly with her hands and looking off into the distance. Well, she couldn't look at much distance, since we were in a small room.

"Um," Duncan raised his hand. "Isn't that a little far from the zoo? Mom's coming to pick us up at three, and I don't think a flight-"

Olivia interrupted him. "No, not the continent, the section! Come on, follow me!"

The walk to the African section of the zoo was like walking miles through the Sahara Desert! It was literally on the other side of the zoo, and about three times the size of the rest of the zoo. And, of course, our assignments were at the other side of the African section too. I almost died getting there. I only had one slice of toast and an egg for breakfast, and that alone didn't give me enough energy to walk as far and to sweat as much as I did in the half hour (yes, a full thirty minutes) it took just to reach the African section. Plus, I was running on three hours of sleep, and that only made things worse. Quigley and Duncan literally had to half drag me through the zoo's makeshift Africa to our spots.

As we were walking (or dragged, in my case), I noticed a bunch of other delinquent looking kids my age and older looking miserable as they fed animals and ran errands (which included dragging these huge cases). I was starting to think that this was the place that parents sent their misbehaving kids during their free time. And now Quigley, Duncan, and I had been sentenced to this place.

"You three will be working with Bessie!" Olivia said enthusiastically, once we reached our destination. The three of us stared in awe at the poor caged animal.

"Bessie the elephant?" I questioned.

"Bessie the adolescent elephant to be exact!" Olivia corrected.

Bessie was a cute, gray elephant about five feet tall. She looked absolutely miserable on the other side of the bars with nothing to entertain her but the food stacked in the corner of her cage.

Olivia opened a door on the side of the cage. "Come on, children!"

We froze. "Uh," Duncan began, "We're going in there with an actual elephant? Is that even legal?"

Olivia shrugged. "Does it even matter?"

Before I could even point out that it indeed mattered, she pushed us through the door and we were suddenly in the elephant's cage, standing closer to it then we would have liked.

"Quigley," Olivia began, "you'll be in charge of Bessie's food. Go to room 331 down the hall and drag five new bushels of hay in here. Then, rake all of the stray pieces of hay and put them in this , you may pick up her feces. Isadora," she led me to the back corner of the cage and handed me a hose attached to the wall, and a bucket with soap and a sponge inside of it. "you will give Bessie a bath! Toodles!" And with that she skipped out of the cage, off to do who knows what who knows where.

Duncan had a disgusted look on his face. He looked at me. "Feces is a fancy word for poop, isn't it?" Quigley patted Duncan's shoulder, obviously feeling sorry for him. "Look on the bright side!"

"What's the bright side?"Duncan asked hopefully.

Quigley shrugged, taking his arm from around Duncan. "I don't know. I was hoping you'd figure out."

Duncan pouted, and I felt extremely sorry for him. But that didn't add up to how sorry I felt for myself! I had to give Bessie a bath! The last time I tried giving an animal a bath, I ended up flooding my house. I was afraid what I'd do this poor elephant!

I shrugged. "Let's just get started guys. The faster we start, the faster we'll get done." My brothers agreed.

Quigley left to find room 331, and Duncan found a compartment in the wall filled with rolls of garbage bags and got started with his job. I just stood there in the corner, not sure how to approach the creature. "Um, Bessie?" I called. The elephant turned to face me.

Good, she knew her name.

"Come here, girl, come on," I said softly, hoping I could lure her over to my corner.

I didn't.

She just sneezed.

Duncan rolled his eyes. "She's not a dog, Iz. You have to go up to her."

"But I don't want to," I muttered.

I'll admit it.

I was scared.

I never had to give an actual elephant a bath before. I had never even touched one. How was I supposed to interact with one?

I took a few tentative steps toward her.

Duncan sighed. He took the hose from me and said, "Come on, Iz. Don't be scared. She's just a kid."

I didn't even bother arguing that I wasn't scared (even though I was). Instead, I just turned the hose on and followed Duncan over to Bessie. At the sight of the water, Bessie started backing away slowly, thrashing her trunk around.

"Shh." Duncan raised his hands in front of him and walked closer to her. "Easy, girl, easy.." Amazingly, Bessie calmed down, and she let Duncan pet her! How did Duncan get so good with animals?

He started wetting her with the light sprinkle coming from the hose and motioned me to start with the soap. I carefully stepped towards Bessie, dipped the sponge in the soap, and started lathering Bessie's back.

"This isn't so bad." I smiled.

"Yeah," Duncan agreed. "Especially with such a good girl!" He started petting Bessie's head and speaking in a tone you would use for a baby or a puppy. "Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl?" While he was admiring Bessie, he got careless with the hose and accidentally sprayed me in the face.

"Oh my God, Iz, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to-"

"No," I interrupted. "It's fine." I dipped the sponge in the soap again and flung the soap the sponge caught on Duncan's face. "Because I just got even."

"Um, Papa doesn't play to get even," Duncan said matter-of-factly. "Papa plays to win."

"And I assume your 'Papa'?"

He smirked. "Straight up." And he sprayed me with hose on full blast.

I screamed and ducked. Duncan ran over to my side of Bessie with the hose still going. "You scared, sis?!"

I couldn't help laughing. "Not as much as you should be!" I threw my sponge at him, which caught him off guard. I took advantage of that moment to swish some of the soapy water on his clothes.

Between laughs, he yelled, "You are so dead!" And he sprayed me again. Laughing, I ran from the spray of the hose to the corner where all the hay was. I grabbed a handful of hay and threw it uselessly at him.

"Your animal food is no match for my-WHOA!"

Before Duncan could finish his sentence, Bessie came up behind him and dropped a pile of hay on top of him! I doubled over in laughter. His face was absolutely priceless!

He dropped the hose and tackled me, pushed me into the piles of hay. I rolled on top of him and began shoving hay in his face.

"You guys are having a hay fight?!"

We got up and saw Quigley standing in the doorway with two bushels of hay. "Without me?!" he finished. Duncan and I just laughed. We got up and helped him drag the bushels into the cage to the corner where the piles of hay were.

When we finished, I realized how tired I was and stumbled to keep my balance. "Woah, Iz," Quigley said, "you feeling alright?"

"I should ask you the same thing," I said when I saw he was shaking a bit from dragging those heavy bushels.

"I should be asking," Duncan called from behind us, "why I haven't tried this yet!"

Quigley and I turned around to see Bessie stomping around the cage...with Duncan on her back riding her like she was a mechanical bull. "Check it out guys! I'm taking this elephant to Vegas! You guys coming or what?!"

See, if I had common sense I would've said, "No." And when the three of us were on Bessie's back, and Duncan accidentally kicked a button on that back wall that opened up the garage-like back door, I would've gotten right off and closed that door.

But that didn't happen.

We were able to ride around that gigantic zoo for an hour before we got caught by Olivia, who didn't look very happy to see us on Bessie. We had to ride Bessie all the way back to her cage, and Olivia got even more mad when she saw the mess. She started complaining about how we'd 'soiled the hay' and now we had to pay for it. And she also made us clean the mess, which took another hour. Then we had to take the thirty minute walk to Olivia's office at the front of the zoo so she could call our mom. But before that, she gave us a super long lecture about responsibility and following the rules and how we were breaking all of them.

"Who wants to talk to her?" Olivia asked, holding out the phone.

Duncan sighed. "Give it to me."

Olivia dialed our mom's number and we waited for Mother to answer. "Hello?"

"Hey, Mom..." Duncan said shakily.

"Duncan?" she asked. "Is that you?"

"Yeah, um, I have to tell you something...about Quigley and Isadora and me."

"What?"

Duncan hesitated. He looked at me and Quigley for help, but we knew there was no easy ay out of this. Olivia urged him to continue.

"We took an elephant to Vegas."

"What?!" Mother yelled.

"If you're not going to take this seriously, I'll tell her." Olivia reached for the phone, but Duncan moved it out of her reach. "No, I got this." Then he said into the phone, "And then we got incinerated."

"Incinerated?" Mother asked, sounding confused.

Quigley groaned and took the phone away from Duncan. "Fired." He said into the phone. "We rode an elephant around the zoo, and we got fired." He handed the phone back to Duncan.

I could tell Mother was holding in her anger. "You got yourselves fired from a volunteering job?"

"And we also owe one thousand dollars. Who knew hay was so expensive, right?" Duncan finished quickly.

"A THOUSAND DOLLARS?"

Duncan laughed nervously. "Ha ha...Happy April Fools?"

"I really hope your pranking me Duncan, or you and your brother and sister are going to be so grounded that you won't see the sun for the next thirty years."

Olivia took over the phone after that.

Thirty minutes later, our fuming mother arrived to pick us up, pay the bill, and give us the punishment of a lifetime. Surprisingly, when our mom didn't say anything the entire ride home. And when we got home, she just said, "Go to your rooms." I almost smuggled my laptop up with me, but I figured that probably wasn't the best time.

I sat in my room for hours, staring at the ceiling. I was pretty tired after working all day with only a few hours of sleep, but it seemed that my brain didn't want to shut up long enough for me to get some sleep. So I just lied there.

A few minutes after I heard my father come home, Quigley opened my door and told me to come with him. I saw Duncan behind him and that got me curious as to what he wanted. Quigley led us down the hall to our parents room and mouthed the word, "Listen." and pointed at the door.

The three of us put our ears on the door.

"Can you believe that?" we hard our mom say. "They rode an elephant. An elephant."

"At least it wasn't full-grown," Dad said, and we heard him laugh.

"Stop that," she said. "I'm worried about the kids, Duncan. They've always managed to pull some crazy shenanigans, but they've never done two crazy things so close together. I mean...they're just getting worse."

"I don't think so," Dad said, "they've always been this crazy."

Mom ignored him. "Do you remember my sister, Adela's kids? They were a handful. Then she sent them to military school for a year and they shaped up so well it's like they were completely different kids."

"Wait," Dad said, "you're not thinking about sending them away are you?"

"Well, I don't know what else to do. I can't let them keep up with these shenanigans. They need to learn to grow up."

"They're just kids, they-"

"They what? I found a military school in New York that will take all three of them if I send them there on July 7th. One school year there. That's all it takes for them to shape up."

Dad hesitated. "Look. Give them a few months. If they act up, then you can send them, but if don't, then please reconsider."

There was a pause.

Then Mother answered, "They have until July. If they pull something like this again before then, then I'll have to send them off."

I couldn't bear to listen anymore, and neither could my brothers. The three of us walked to Quigley's room, since his was closer. I plopped myself down on his bed. "Military school? They're sending us to military school?"

Duncan shook his head. "They can't send us to military school. We're not that bad." As he said that, he rested his arm on Quigley's dresser and accidentally knocked over a lamp.

"Really?" I said.

"Well it's not like it caught on fire or something," he defended. The three of us stared at the lamp. Luckily, it didn't catch on fire.

"I think we are that bad," Quigley said. "I mean, she did compare us to Adela's kids."

We took a moment to shudder.

"Yeah, well, they were chaos bad." Duncan said. "We're...what are we?"

"It doesn't matter," I said. "Because there's no way we're that bad."

"Well," Duncan said quietly, "You did drive with-"

I interrupted him, "And you set the roof on fire."

"And there was that time we flooded the house," Quigley said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"And the time Duncan killed my arm with his stupid wheelie!" I added, waving the arm that had gotten hurt in the bike wreck months before.

"I said I was sorry!" Duncan exasperated.

"'Sorry' won't take away this scar!"

"Anyways," Duncan said, covering my mouth with his hand, "we haven't been too bad this past year."

"Um," Quigley said crossing his arms, "I think you're forgetting last summer."

Duncan made a face. "Those times count too?"

I nodded. "Mom will definitely hold them against us."

At the beginning of last summer, our parents sent us to summer camp, and we managed to get kicked out before we'd even been there a week. We had met some really mean kids that wouldn't leave us alone, so we got revenge.

Quigley tried holding back his laughter, but he failed. "Remember when we (more laughter) pushed the big one's bed (laughter) into the lake?"

Duncan fell backwards on the bed laughing. "And when we mixed melted marshmallows with their shampoo?"

"And filled the shower heads with powder?"

"And covered all the doors and windows with plastic wrap?"

"And put itching powder in their sheets?"

"And glued their shoes to the floor?"

"Mom almost killed us when she found out!" Quigley laughed.

"We're never going to camp again." I shook my head.

"Remember Great Uncle Tom's funeral?" Quigley asked, cringing a little bit.

Neither of us had ever heard of Great Uncle Tom until we got invited to his funeral during the summer. Now I don't think we'll invited to anymore funerals in the family. Long story short, we accidentally set his casket on fire.

"Let's not talk about that," Duncan said.

"There was the Fourth of July dinner party," I added, making a face at the memory. We were at Josh and Taylor's house for that party, and we kind of made of mess of things. It involved Duncan hanging upside down from the ceiling, Josh flooding the house (again), Quigley sliding down the stair railing and falling right off on our dad's boss, Taylor deciding to give flying another go and jumping out of a tree (scaring the mess out of everyone), and me accidentally setting off all the fireworks that exploded in different areas of the backyard.

Duncan nodded. "We're going to military school."

"No, we still have a chance!" Quigley said optimistically. "Mom and Dad said we have until July before Mom decides to send us off. All we have to do is be good until then, and we can stay home."

"But Quigley," I protested, "we can't even be good for three days, much less three months."

Quigley shrugged. "We'll just have to try. It's the only chance we've got."

And so, the three of us swore we'd do our best to avoid the temptation to pull more of our 'shenanigans'. Knowing how the three of us are when we we're together, it's going to be difficult. But unless we want to get sent away to military school for a year, we're going to have to try.

Oh, look.

My story finally has a plot.

This is my longest chapter yet (over 5,000 words). I'm feeling pretty proud of myself. Even if it took me a week...but I did it! ;D

Is anyone else excited for The Sea of Monsters?! :DD

I bet you that's it's still going to be really different, because it looked like Grover was with he mechanical bull and he's not supposed to be, but hey! Annabeth is blonde, a guy who I hope is supposed to be Mr. D called Percy by the wrong name, and Logan Lerman is still playing Percy Jackson! :D

You just gotta love Logan Lerman.

"Ready or not, here here here here here I come. I'm about to show you where the light comes from, oh-oh. Ready or not, here here I come. This is who I am, I won't hide it. I'm a take it all over the world, to the young, to the old, every boy and girl. Ready or not, here here I come. I'm a show the world where the love is..."

~ Ready Or Not by Britt Nicole feat. lecrae

Go listen to that song right now! Go make a new tab. And listen to it. Right now.

Bye everyone!

;)