"Yes!" Alex cheered upon reading the new chapter title. She'd have called dibs and wrestled this one away from anyone who dared tried to read this anyways and began on such a remarkable journey before any of them could even begin to question what Percy got up to five minutes out of camp, even while Magnus cringed into his seat in disgust at the idea of the coming apocalypse nobody else seemed concerned with!
"Does it involve plants?" Nico tried to ask like he knew what he was talking about. Wasn't that a popular game? Better to pass off the idea of ignorance he probably had more practice at growing zombies than anyone in here would be comfortable with knowing.
Will gave him another of those encouraging smiles, but for once he gave just as confused a shrug as anyone.
... I had to keep Blackjack up in the clouds,
"These books are really inconsistent with what the Mist does and doesn't hide from sight," Jason said with all the confused excitement of a kid on a road trip.
"The mortals would see something to make their day go weird," Thalia shrugged. "If you're lucky, just a helicopter, with Percy's luck, a hang glider in a kilt. It really just depends on that person."
"Knowing my luck, it would be a duck with a knife, and then a police helicopter would be chasing me," Percy sighed.
...I wished for some orange thermal underwear they sold in the camp store,
"This has gone unmentioned before now," Magnus and Alex both protested as if this were a great concern.
"I don't know why, they come in all sizes." Percy grinned. "I think the Stoll's tried to talk Chiron into wearing a pair."
"There aren't a lot of winter quests," Will gave a proper answer.
...after Phoebe's centaur-blood T-shirt, I didn't trust their products anymore.
"But there's that," Percy sighed.
"My takeaway was don't trust anything the Stoll's have given you," Jason corrected, "I'd take them up on the rest of the store." He was eyeing Percy and Will's orange t-shirts with something like confusion as he imagined himself in one, and it wasn't because he was worried they wouldn't have one in his size.
...explain to him I couldn't take a flying horse to a donut shop, but he didn't get it.
"Neither do I," Jason once again rolled his eyes Percy seemed to constantly forget about the Mist.
"Maybe they'd see you in a Mustang," Will grinned.
"I don't think the Mist would make me look sixteen, the cop thing would still be an issue," Percy sighed.
... I wondered if she had a New York license, and if so, what her birth date said.
"Definitely not," Thalia said with a twitching smile, confusing most of them. They'd expected her to get frazzled at the very least being in another bus so soon.
"It might have an infinity symbol next to it if Artemis gave her one," Rachel chuckled to help play off in hopes nobody would question her friend about it. Alex looked like she wanted to, but the draw of zombies had her keep going instead.
...grape vines sprouted, wrapping around our ankles so we couldn't move.
Percy squealed like a stuck pig and leaped out of his chair, sword drawn and slashing at the hem of his pants in remembered horror.
The others watched the show in vague concern how he'd left camp and was being attacked by the wine gods plant, especially Will shifting about in his own seat as if ants were in his pants making Nico bite his lip in amusement. It was a good thing Mr. D didn't go around using that on everybody who annoyed him.
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How Do You Say Gods- Titan's Curse
FanfictionStill trapped with each other and already on the next book, some looking forward to the story more than others when it features; Yet another magic bull named that doesn't try to kill, more evil teachers, an automaton that needs a bath, and Percy ref...