Sorry. Gomen'nasai. Desolé. Duì bù qî. Izvinite. I AM SO SORRY. I SHOULD HAVE UPDATED SOONER BUT I JUST COULDN'T MAKE MYSELF. Ugh.
Anyways, here's your chapter.
Dear Mortals,
Once upon a time,
There was a little a** hole.
Some saw him as a leader,
No one liked him, though.
Not even the readers,
With their twisted minds,
Could bring their weird souls,
To like him inside.
His name was Octavian,
Hated by all,
And so all were happy,
When to death he did fall.
-Yami the Outcast's friend
WHO WROTE THIS? WHO? I HEREBY PRONOUNCE THEM A GENIUS! -Leo the Amazing Valdezinator
…Wow. Just… wow. -Jason, who is not amused by what Leo did there
I have a feeling that if I write something deep, I will end up laughing and never stop. So here's what I'll say: Author of this marvellous poem, you are going to Elysium. -Piper, who didn't notice what Leo did into her boyfriend mentioned it, thanks Sparky
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Okay, I'm done. -Percy, who approves of Piper calling Jason Sparky because it annoys him
*claps slowly* -Annabeth, who wants to smack Percy because honestly, when will he grow up?
I'm torn between two emotions here. Should I smile because I like the poem or should I not because that'd be rude since he'd dead? Um… you know what, he was a jerk. XD -Hazel, who notices how even though Annabeth pretends to think Percy's childish, she still loves him to pieces
…Best. Thing. Ever. -Frank, who agrees will Hazel, because he. Ships. Them. So. Hard. OTP!
Sincerely,
The Seven
BTW- Thanks to the lovely Yami, who shared the amazing poem her friend wrote with me and let me use it for a chapter. And thanks to her friend, who wrote the poem and made us all fall off our chairs laughing.