Solangelo-a love story (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Griffin takes an unexpected trip to Tokyo, Japan

~~~Griffin's pov~~~
I honestly didn't think we should've trusted Ingrid. Why, you ask? I could list a million reasons. But I'm not going to. Bottom line is, she seems untrustworthy. I'm a Hermes kid, so I know what untrustworthy looks like. I live in a cabin full of thieves and pranksters. Sounds fun, right? No. Anyway, when we jumped into the pond, I was really doubtful...and well, the result wasn't too great. I kinda, might've, not thought about Camp Half Blood because I didn't trust that the pond would work... So I thought about Tokyo, Japan. Don't ask why I thought of Tokyo instead of some other place. Cause I don't know.
Ever heard of karma? Well it bit me hard in the bum. I ended up in the middle of Tokyo. That's what I get for not blindly trusting someone. Just great. My week has been just great. First I get kidnapped by a homicidal homophobic. That was just dandy. Then my boyfriend gets killed...I have to admit, that took a huge toll on me. Angelo dying was the worst pain I had ever felt. He really understood me, flaws and all. But enough of the sappy sad story. Back to my problem.
I was stuck in the middle of Tokyo. I mean, Tokyo was pretty cool, but I had no idea where I was. And it seemed that Will and Nico had thought about camp instead of Tokyo. Well of course they did, why wouldn't they think about camp? I don't know. Ok, now I'm just talking to myself. Great. I'm going crazy too.

~~~Will's pov~~~
Nico and I arrived at camp in seconds. Everything was normal, and everyone seemed to be fine. I don't think anyone even noticed we were gone. Which reminded me..where was Griffin? I whirled around in a circle. He was nowhere to be seen. "Nico, where's Griffin?" I sounded more worried than I wanted to. Nico shrugged.
"Maybe he ran off to the Hermes cabin to scare them or something,"
"Maybe,"
"Stop worrying. He's probably fine." I nodded. Griffin could handle himself. He was fine.

~~~Griffin's pov~~~
I was not fine.
I had gone into a restaurant to get some food, since luckily I had some cash on me. I ordered a bowl of some foreign soup called 'spicy tuna dragon'. I wasn't a big fan of spicy, but it was better than 'frog on a steek' or 'zesty zebra skin'. A lady wearing a purple kimono served me my soup and I took one sip already knowing I didn't like it. Yes, I know it's rude to not eat any of it, but I left a tip and payed for the meal, then walked out. I started walking to another restaurant when a fairly large woman wearing a dark blue kimono charged out of the restaurant, holding my bowl of soup. "EAT YOUR SOUP!!" She screamed and charged at me. I barely knew what was going on before she tackled me to the ground, shoving spoonfuls of soup into my mouth.
The soup was too hot, and way too spicy. My eyes watered, my nose burned, I choked on hot soup. "Get-" another spoonful of soup brought my way. "Off-" soup splashed into my eye, and I think some squirted out my nose. "Of me!" Yet another spoonful of soup. Spoonful after spoonful, the lady showed no mercy. I squirmed and struggled under her grip, but her hands were like steel.
I really did not like Japan. Or 'spicy tuna dragon' soup.