I Survived An X Number Of Days In Camp Half-Blood

CHAPTER 8 - I apologized to a chicken!

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Camp Half-blood

Time: 5:53pm

May 23rd 2022

"NANI???" the first thing that I heard when I woke up.

"This is a strange chicken!" said one of the chickens pointing at me.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed, hoping that my not-so-girly shriek was heard by Andrew and my friends.

Above the ground, my friends heard my not-so-girly shriek.

"Hey, where's Amiel?" Chris asked.

"I thought he was spitting blood over there," Ryan replied.

"Yeah!" Andrew agreed.

"I think he was just sitting over by that massive crater over there," Julian pointed out.

"SO, WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?" Herobrine bellowed

The group of "clever" people started to scratch their heads and think. Only Jerry wrapped his tie around a pillar near the hole and started to climb down.

Meanwhile underground, I took a look at my surroundings. The ceiling was colossally tall. The walls were made of metal, the floor was freezing bronze. I seemed to have fallen into a secret chicken lair. All my bones were broken, the skin on my arms and legs was torn and I could see the eerie white glow of my own skeleton. The pain was so intense it felt like something white hot had pierced me through the bellybutton.

I started to scream and shuffle about which attracted the chicken boss's attention. He was a short chicken that was very irritated.

"WHO'S THERE?!" the chicken shouted.

I was suddenly spotted by a security camera which activated a weird chicken alarm that reported, "INTRUDER, INTRUDER, INTRUDER IS COMING, GET READY TO FIGHT. ALL ROBOTS INTO FIGHTING MODE!!!!!"

Thousands upon thousands of inactivated robots suddenly flared into life, transformed into a giant chicken, and aimed their machineguns at me.

The biggest robot was ready to fire when BONK! Jerry butt-squashed the robot with 360 degrees flip in midair. Jerry landed next to me and shouted, "that's my friend! And if you get one step closer, you will smell my big toe!"

As he said that he began to take off his socks.

The chickens looked at each other in confusion and a little fear.

Suddenly, a familiar looking chicken-lady dropped from the ceiling, flew towards me and began to point her yellow feathers at me.

"That's the boy! That's the boy who was mean to me! Cheese!"

It was the lunch pavilion harpy I had seen a few days ago at Camp Half-Blood. I remembered now. I had dropped my cup noodles on her head and she was super mad at me. Was this all about that?

"What?!" I exclaimed. "Is this what this is all about?! You could have just told me and I would have apologized!" I yelled at the harpy.

The boss chicken turned to the harpy. "Jennifer! Is that true?! If that's true you're gonna be in BIG trouble! I have woken up my chicken robots for this!?"

Apparently, the chicken's name was Jennifer.

I felt bad for her. She seemed a little embarrassed even though she still looked quite haughty.

"Let's not get too angry here," I said. "Maybe I can just apologize and we can all move on?"

"Okay, fine," said the boss chicken.

"Sorry for dropping noodles on you. I'll never do it again," I said as sincerely as I could.

"Okay, okay. I accept your apology," said Jennifer the harpy.

Jerry looked between me and the chickens, a look of confusion on his face. "So, we can go now?"

Suddenly, another voice joined the room. It was coming from the hole on the ceiling from which I had fallen. It was a small shape that shone in the dark.

"Señooooooooooooooooooor, where are you señooooooooooooor?!" Poopleheim flew down towards me and began to fuss all around me.

"I'm fine, Poopleheim!" I assured him.

"You hurt my señor, I'm gonna kill you!" said Poopleheim, pointing his blade at the chicken boss.

"Calm down! The chickens are cool! You don't need to threaten them!" I said.

The boss chicken looked at me. "That boy is kinda nice. You know what? I'm gonna give you a ride back to your camp, since you can't move."

Jerry put me into a stretcher, and the chicken boss gave me a button.

"Take this with you. It's an emergency button. If you ever need any help, press it and we will come to the rescue!" said the boss chicken.

Then the boss chicken commanded the stretcher to take us back, and it began to fly into the air. Jerry wrapped his tie around the back of the stretcher and it pulled us both up, since it could hold the weight of nine elephants.

When we returned to the over world at Camp Half-Blood, my friends looked really happy to see me.

"Ohh, you're actually alive!" exclaimed Max.

"Yaayyyy, I was waiting for you the whole day!" said Billygoogoojiggy.

"Ohhhh my goooods! I was preparing cup noodles waiting for you to return!" said Tristan.

I was taken into the hospital wing, which was now a tent since the Apollo Cabin had melted. William Solace was my doctor.

"This dark matter energy is swollen in your body, and if you don't fart 20 times a day, it will never get out. I recommend a diet high on beans and garlic," he said.

Andrew volunteered to take care of me while I released the dark matter farts into the tent.

"I think your farts are even stinkier than Jerry's big toe!" said Andrew from under his gas mask.