꧁◦°˚°◦.🌞𝙒𝙚 𝙈𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝘼𝙨 𝙈𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝘼𝙨 𝙃𝙖𝙬𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣🌞 .◦°˚°◦꧂
"So where is the nursery at?" I asked
"That is a good question" Cecil said as he looked up at Hawthorn
"I don't know where it" Hawthorn said
"Then what do we do?" I asked
"We could split up and look for it" Cecil said
"That would be very unwise" Hawthorn said giving him a look the said. Did you really just suggest that after what happened?
"Right, monsters...I forgot for a moment" Cecil said
"What about asking around, someone has to know where it is right?" I asked
"Still not a great idea but it's better then splitting up or wondering the street until we're completely lost" Hawthorn said
"But we stick together and I'll do all the talking just in case we run into a monster, I don't want entire if you face to face with them" Hawthorn said.
We spend about 2 hours walking around and asking people if they knew where Gale's nursery was and if they could give us direction for how to get there but had no luck until we walked up to a teenage boy who looked like he was around 15 or 16 as he was loading flowers into the back of his car.
"Excuse me?" Hawthorn a to get the boy's attention and he turned to look at him and placed the pot he had in his hand down
"Something I can help you with?" The boy asked. The man had brown hair and dark but bright green eyes, he wore a pair of dress pants and a white shirt.
"I saw that you had some flowers and other plants with you and I thought that I'd ask if you knew where Gale's Nursery is" Hawthorn said
"I do, but I won't suggest going there" the man said
"Why not?" I asked
"He's a horrible plant owner, he dosen't use good dirt, he never checks for weeds in the pots and he waters all the plants at mid day" the man said
"What's wrong with watering them mid day?" Cecil asked while Hawthorn just looked at the man horrified
"If you water them when the suns beating down o. The then the water will burn their leafs" the man said almost yelling
"Do worry, we're going there to get some of the plants out that he wrongfully has" Hawthorn said.
"So all of them?" The boy asked
"Unfortunately we can't help all of them, so no" Hawthorn said
"No problem, go get what you can" the boy said then a girl who liked almost exactly like the boy walked up to the car with another pot with a flower in it. The girl had on a purple shirt the had short sleeves which hung on her shoulder, a pair of skinny jeans and nude high heels that looked like they were 10 inches.
"You owe me one for dragging me out here to help you" the girl said before looking at us then back at the boy
"Who are they?" The girl asked
"Good people who know the value of plants" the boy said as he went to the front of he car and grabbed a pen and some paper from inside
"So people who cry when there's a storm because the flowers might get hurt" The girl asked
"I did not cry" the boy said before turning to us
"Don't mind my sister, she doesn't know what she's talking about" the boy said as he held out a piece of paper for Hawthorn to take
"This has directions for how to get there" the boy said
"Thank you" Hawthorn said
"The world needs more people like you" the boy said as he placed a hand on Hawthorne's shoulder
"We got all the flowers, if you don't get in the car now I'm driving" The girl said and the boy got a look of pure fear
"NO! I'm coming!" He yelled as he ran over and stopped his sister from getting in the driver's seat
"Good luck!" The boy said before he drove off.
"Well he was....interesting" Cecil said
We followed to detections the man had given us and after 15 minutes we found a small plant nursery with a big sign that said Gale's Nursery. The building was a cream mobile home with a brown roof. Outside a stone pathway led from the main building to a large glass greenhouse. plants, statues, and benches filled the yard that was surrounded by a chain link fence.
"What do we do now?" I asked
"Are there any monsters around?" Cecil asked Hawthorn.
"Not that I can tell" Hawthorn said
"Then lets go in!" Cecil yelled with a smile and we followed him as he walked to the fount door of the house and then walked in.
"Hello there! My name is Gale, what can I do you for?" A man asked when he saw us. the man didn't look super old in the face but his gray hair said otherwise. he had brown eyes and wore dark blue overall with a Blue shirt under and a pair of brown working boots.
"Can we just look around?" Cecil asked
"Of course! just let me know if you need anything or if you want to know about a particular plant" Gale said
"Will do" Cecil said.
"So what exactly are we looking for?" Cecil asked
"She said there are dryads here somewhere " I said
"But what do they look like?"Cecil asked
"If their sleeping then they would look like a normal plant" said
"So how do we find them then?" I asked
"I can usually tell them apart, so don't worry" Hawthorn said
we walked around the building looking at all the plants and found nothing so we stepped out into the yard and began to look around there and at first, I thought the but then I walked up to the greenhouse and saw that there was a do not enter sign on it and a padlock with chains keeping to closed.
"Hey guys, come look at this" I said and Hawthorn and Cecil came over.
"Why would the greenhouse be all locked up like this?" I asked
"It does seem odd" Cecil said
"Oh gods, what has he done with you" Hawthorn said as he looked into the greenhouse
"Are the dryads in there?" I asked
"Yes, and just look at them" Hawthorn said.
I looked into the greenhouse and I could tell that no one had been in for a while.
all of the plants in the greenhouse looked like they were dying, some had dried and brown leaves, and others were wilting so bad that they were laying on their side.
"The plants in there do look really bad off" I said
"Maybe we should ask the owner why he has this locked up like this" Cecil said
"Yeah, let's do that" Hawthorn said.
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Will Solace: The Satyr Guide
FanfictionYou've read the books were Percy Jackson told his story. Now I invite you to follow Will Solace as he tells you the story of how he came to know of who he is and his journey to Camp Half-blood
