Fearless¹ Percy Jackson

-𝕾𝖎𝖝𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓

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"𝓘'𝓶 𝓰𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽'𝓼 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓱?"

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Once they stepped in their jaws fell to the ground, Grover said, "Whoa."

"I don't think that word is enough to describe this" Percy muttered.

"Holy shit" Lyra gasped, Percy nodded.

"Holy shit indeed"

The whole lobby was a giant game room, there was an indoor waterslide snaking around the glass elevator, which went straight up at least forty floors. There was a climbing wall on the side of one building, and an indoor bungee jumping bridge. There were virtual-reality suits with working laser guns. And hundreds of video games, each one the size of a widescreen TV. Basically, you name it, this place had it. There were a few other kids playing, but not that many. No waiting for any of the games. There were waitresses and snack bars all around, serving every kind of food you can imagine.

"Hey!" a bellhop said. Well he looked like a bellhop to Lyric, he wore a white-and-yellow Hawaiian shirt with lotus designs, shorts, and flip-flops. "Welcome to the Lotus Casino. Here's your room key."

Percy stammered, "Um, but . . ."

"No, no," he said, laughing. "The bill's taken care of. No extra charges, no tips. Just go on up to the top floor, room 4001. If you need anything, like extra bubbles for the hot tub, or skeet targets for the shooting range, or whatever, just call the front desk. Here are your Lotus Cash cards. They work in the restaurants and on all the games and rides."

He handed them each a green plastic credit card.

Percy asked "How much is on here?"

His eyebrows knit together. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, when does it run out of cash?"

He laughed. "Oh, you're making a joke. Hey, that's cool. Enjoy your stay."

They took the elevator upstairs and checked out their room. It was a suite with four separate bedrooms and a bar stocked with candy, sodas, and chips. A hotline to room service. Fluffy towels and water beds with feather pillows. A big-screen television with satellite and high-speed Internet. The balcony had its own hot tub. The view over the Strip and the desert was amazing, though I doubted we'd ever find time to look at the view with a room like this.

"Oh, goodness," Annabeth said. "This place is . . ."

"Heaven" Lyric filled in for her.

There were clothes in the closet, and they fit her perfectly. Feeling ecstatic she took a a hot shower and felt greater, she changed her outfit now wearing spaghetti strap crop top, a blue flannel jacket, grey sweats and white air forces, her she let her hair down, instead of the usual ponytail.

Percy came out of the bedroom and found that Lyric, Annabeth and Grover had also showered and changed clothes. Grover was eating potato chips to his heart's content, while Annabeth cranked up the National Geographic Channel. Lyric was looking even more stunning than usual, Percy could see her faintly glow pink so he knew she was happy. She was taking photos, of the view, which he had to admit was amazing.