Prompt from TacosofEpicness: Lightbulbs, tennis, and the color purple
(In reply to sonofthetrigod: yeah, I forgot about the chocolate part while writing it, and only remembered after I had written the chapter. I didn't want to rewrite the ch., and forgot to take it out of the prompt area when I posted it. Just a little mistake!
In reply to LeonardChurch814: The majority of the chapters are only a little more than 100 words, and the really early ones barely break 100, if that. That's why! Go blue team.)
Muffled conversation and some harsh coughing are surrounding the camera. The coughing gets closer, then clears up as Thalia says, "Do you guys ever do anything normal, in your free time?"
"You're saying 'you guys' as if you aren't the person who's been exposed to the demigod life the longest."
"Yeah, but I do normal stuff, like go to the movies, get tattoos, hang out outside of a training arena…"
"We went to that tennis game!"
"Yeah, like a year ago, Grover. You guys never do normal-teenager things, even though everything's normal on the Olympic side of things."
"If you count being chased by a chimera on our way to IKEA today normal, sure…"
"C'mon, Annabeth, there's four demigods and a satyr. We took that chimera down in like two minutes."
"It's just annoying that we can't leave Camp to get new lightbulbs without being chased by some monster."
"Why do you guys need lightbulbs, again?"
"We might have hooked up three TVs, two Xboxes, an air conditioner and a refrigerator… And that might have made the lightbulbs in the room explode."
"Nice."
There's some quiet, with the occasional wh-wh-whoosh of the camera being moved around.
"So what's your favorite movie?"
"Uh, who is that directed to, Nico?"
"Thalia, obviously. I know what everyone else watches."
"Well."
"It's–"
"THE COLOR PURPLE!"
"Uh, Grover…?"
"Hmm?"
"You know that's not my favourite movie, right?"
"Oh, yeah. But it's mine and I just couldn't contain my love."
"Uh–"
"Well that's the last time I ask any slightly personal question."