Oneshots! ( solangelo, percabeth, Frazel, jiper, Tratie, Caleo ect)
Updates might not be consistent, I have a solangelo oneshot prompt book in progress and a percabeth one shot book on hold.
All character rights go to Rick Riordan, plot is mine unl...
I don't think this is that good, but I couldn't really think of anything else
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Katie
I screamed Travis' name as he walked away from me. He had taken this prank too far. And I was furious.
Instead of pranking me, he decided to prank one of my younger siblings. A little girl, Lavender. Travis had learned her biggest fear. Spiders. Though she wasn't an Athena kid, she had some bad experiences with them.
Her dad explored forests and would take her with him if it was safe. He was walking backwards, talking to his young 6 year old daughter, and hadn't noticed the web. He was bitten and ended up dying from the poison.
Lavender was later taken in by her grandmother, but she knew she wouldn't be able to keep her safe. So, she sent to Lavender off to camp with a Saytr, trusting Demeter would keep her safe.
She had, Lavender arrived safely, other than a few cuts and bruises. But, her trauma of spiders still hung over her head. I had tried to help her as much as I could. Teaching her how to channel her powers more accurately. She had grown to love camp and started coming out of her shell... until the Stolls happened.
They decided it would be funny to fill her bunk and the whole cabin with fake spiders as their nightly prank. The poor girl woke up screaming, waking the entire cabin and crying her eyes out.
So back to the present,
"TRAVIS!" I yelled, stomping down the porch steps after him. Miranda took the job of comforting Lavender, so I could do what I do best. Yell at my very annoying, ignorant boyfriend.
"What's done is done, Katie-Kat." He raised his hands in the air, letting them fall again as he turned, walking backwards.
"No!" I shouted and grabbed his wrist. His eyes shown with slight fear and amusement, though his facial expression remained unfazed.
"You are going to apologize to her! That is how her father died, you," I slapped his arm with my freehand with every word. "stupid, arrogant, cute, idiotic, son of Hermes!"
"You think I'm cute?" Travis smirked. I groaned.
"Apologize, Travis!!!" I scowled, but my cheeks heated up.
"You didn't say no." He teased. I sighed in exasperation.
"Travis, please!" I was aware that my face was probably all red by now, but my little sister deserved some respect. "I-" My voice was cut off by a pair of lips connecting gently with mine. I kissed back after a moment, even though I was still angry.
"You can't just kiss me in the middle of an argument," I said quietly, after Travis slowly pulled away. He left his face still mere inches away from mine. I remained shocked, but flustered with the move Travis just pulled as I tried to stay mad at him.
"I just did. Sue me." Travis smirked, knowing I couldn't do anything. I huffed.
"Can you just apologize and give her ice cream or something?" I pleaded, my arms still wrapped around his shoulders.
"Yes," Travis rest his head on my shoulder and kissed my neck. "I will."
"And- and no more spider pranks." I demanded, shuddering though, as Travis continued kissing up my neck, making his way to my lips.
"Yep."
"Tha- hmm- thank you." I said. I could feel Travis' smirk. He knew what he was doing.
"Your very welcome." Travis replied after kissing up to my ear and pulling away to look at my face. I could feel his breath on my face. It smelt of mint, as he'd just brushed his teeth.
I could tell I looked very flustered and I tried to hide it, by looking down and pursing my lips. Travis just chuckled lightly and tilted my chin back up with two fingers. "There." He whispered and leaned in again.
I was thankful we ended up behind my cabin, that way no one could see us, especially Conner, and call out, "NO PDA!!!" As that has happened on several occasions from just a peck on the cheek.
We kissed until the conch horn blew and we had to rush back to our cabins to finish getting ready, knowing we were already late. I walked in Cabin 4 just as everyone was leaving.
The only person who seemed to notice my slightly flushed cheeks and puffy lips was Miranda. She could always guess what was up.
She shot me a knowing look and we had a silent conversation. Later. I told her and she nodded, smiling. I was grinning giddily as I quickly brushed my hair and tied my 7 year old brother's shoe.
I couldn't get the curly, brown haired boy, who used to be my sworn enemy out of my mind the entire morning. Travis kept shooting me glances across the pavilion, winking and I just blushed, smiling harder.
