Juniper PoV
"Tr--truth?" URRR . . . I hate myself.
"You ever kissed anyone other than Grover?" Clarisse smirked. I had no idea that a warlike girl could ask such a relationship-y question! I wish I chose dare. "Can I change?" I asked nervously.
"AH HA! You're scared to answer. That means you have kissed someone else!" Grover humphed.
"Uh, I pick dare . . . ?" I choked out.
"Sure, I dare you to tell us who you kissed." Grover and Clarisse said.
"Uh, it was . . . umm . . . a satyr called . . . you probably don't know him . . ." I stammered, trying to form the words but couldn't.
"SPILL." Grover growled. He started chewing on Annabeth's baseball cap. That was not a good sign.
"His . . . name was . . . Olyn." Sigh. Audible gasp of outrage from Grover.
"Olyn w-was the biggest b-b-bully in my pre-k class! He r-r-r-r-r-ripped my f-f-avorite toy! B-BLAHHAHOOOOBOOOHOOO!" Grover started bawling. He threw himself on the floor and started chewing the rich wooden floorboards.
And in a flash, Poseidon appeared. "vdsmvjcksvkjgvsdg! you goat, don't chew at my hard-price-paid floorboards!!!!!"
Grover sniffed and wiped his nose with his sleeve. "Sorry Lord Poseidon . . . I can;t help it."
And Poseidon just disappeared again. "Um, Grover, that was way before we dated and uh, it was kind of like just a prank on him . . . but I was still nervous to tell because he is near Percy's Cabin, mourning for the death of Mahogany, his girlfriend A.K.A Percy's floorboards."
Everyone stared at her. "WHAT????!!!!!!" They all shouted. And then they all burst out laughing.
"FLOORBOARDS?????"
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Percy Jackson and C.O play Truth or Dare (DISCONTINUED)
De TodoWhen Valencia Winters, the Roman demigod, daughter of Bellona, a legacy of Hecate, has the idea to drag Percy, his friends, and a few unwanted guests (and a few back-from-the-deads) play Truth or Dare. Yes, it WILL be demigodly TORTURE for them, but...
