🌷 "We're Greek, Percy. We're all born with tragedy in our blood."
The only thing Daphne could ever be sure of was that she was not meant to be alive. Whatever you wanted to call it - a gut feeling or just some serious anxiety, she couldn't shake th...
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chapter IX
🌷 She awoke to a ship's whistle and a muffled voice on the intercom - some guy with an Australian accent who sounded way too happy.
"Good morning, passengers! We'll be at sea all day today. Excellent weather for the poolside mambo party! Don't forget million-dollar bingo in the Kraken Lounge at one o'clock, and for our special guests, disemboweling practice on the Promenade!"
Daphne sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes, seeing Annabeth wide awake and moving around the cabin, collecting their bags and weapons. "Did you hear what that guy said?"
Annabeth chewed her lip nervously. "I hope I'm wrong. Come on, get up, we need to get going."
Daphne groaned, still half asleep. She didn't have time to brush her hair before Annabeth was dragging her from the room, littered with nerves.
They urgently knocked on the boys suite's interior door. Finally, Percy opened it up and the girls walked in. Annabeth looked put-together and smart, her braids tied back from her face, and Daphne looked like her hair had become a nesting place for rats. "Disemboweling practice?"
"We need to go. Now." Percy glanced at them, seeing that they hadn't changed clothes from last night. "Do you have everything?"
Tyson yawned loudly from behind him.
"Yeah, I think- oh! Wait!" Daphne scrambled to start rummaging through the bag that she'd brought. After a couple of seconds, she brandished a disposable camera with a grin. "Aha!"
Annabeth squinted her eyes like what she was seeing wasn't right.
At their stares, Daphne lowered the camera reproachfully. "Hey! It's for my scrapbook. Everybody needs a hobby, don't they?"
Tyson looked at the camera interestedly. "Scrap - book?"
"It's just... never mind. I'll tell you when we get back to camp." Daphne pushed everybody together and tilted her camera around to face them. "Smile!"
Flash! The camera snapped a picture with Daphne beaming, Annabeth frowning, Tyson looking away and Percy's face half cut off the frame.
