Apollo smiled into the camera. His teeth literally had the little sparkle and sh-wing! Noise. He had floppy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He looked like Will.
"Hey, sweethearts, Artemis, I can see you shuddering. Stop. Thank you my brilliant (single) sister for nominating me to do this incredible event. Though, I'm going around to the hospital later to heal half of them. I'm not going to nominate anyone, as this has to be quick because I have one hot chick-"
A chunk of moon rock whacked him on the head, he scowled.
"Yeah has to be quick as- I'm not going to say it, chill sis," the larger chunk of moon rock stopped its descent on Apollo's head and, slowly began creeping upwards.
Yeah. No nominees. Bye."
He picked up the bucket and tipped it upside down. Nothing happened. Apollo frowned, looking up.
The second his face tilted up, a giant chunk of solid ice came down the thwacked him on the face. He groaned. He stumbled towards the camera, ichor dripping from his possibly broken nose. His eye was quickly closing up with the promise of a massive black eye. He groaned again and clicked his fingers. His face was back to its handsome self. But, as he couldn't see before, he misjudged where the camera an d walked straight into the tripod, sending everything to the ground. Including himself. He groaned again and sat up, shadows changing on the video. The last few seconds on the video was Apollo looking down, ichor dripping, again, from his new nose.
"Wha?" and the screen went dead.
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Artemis logged into her account, using Thalia's brother's friend's laptop. She watched her idiot brother do his ice bucket challenge. She watched it all the way through with a straight face, until the last five seconds where she began cackling like a witch.
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Grover walked out of the infirmary for the second time in 72 hours. First his head had been cut out of a bucket, and then Thalia had beaten him up. Gods, there was only so much beating up a goat could take. At least they didn't have poison arrows like last time. That was something anyway.
He walked past the Hunters cabin, giving it a wide berth, but noises were coming from inside. He frowned and crept closer.
It sounded like a witch cackling. He tip-toed to the window and looked in. Artemis was sitting cross-legged on the bunk bed opposite his window. She had her head back and was screeching with laughter.
Grover eyes widened and he fell back from the window, but his hand must have tapped the window as Artemis stopped laughing and looked him dead in the eyes.
She opened her mouth and he started running backward, before turning and sprinted to the woods.
"HUNTERS! ATTACK!"
That was it. Grover officially hated the Hunters.
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He had escaped the hunters by going into the Apollo cabin. He figured Artemis wouldn't look there.
He stood, his back against the door, panting staring into the dark of the empty cabin as hordes of angry Hunters ran past, with wolves and hunting horns and torches and pitchforks. Well maybe not the last two. But, still.
He had only been in there for a few minutes when Will Solace walked out of the shadows. Grover jumped and had a mini heart attack.
"Oh, err, Grover" Will said. Grover noticed something strange about the boy. His hair was a bit too rumpled and his clothes a bit too creased. Also his shirt, which was religiously tucked in, was out and the first and second buttons of his shirt were undone.
Also, he was talking just a little bit too loud as if to warn someone…
Oh. Solace and Angelo were going out… and the empty cabin… and the cabin rule, boys and girls aren't allowed to be alone… oh… OH.
Grover backed up, opening the door. "I… I can go… Don't worry… um, yeah Congratulations!" and he flung himself out of the door.
Straight into the chest of Thalia Grace.
This was not Grover's week…
Sorry homework calls. I'm meant to be doing it now… but yeah.
Have a great day everyone.