❀˖° In which Azalea West the only daughter of Persephone couldn't keep her eyes off the new arrival in camp half-blood.
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❀˖° In which the son of Poseidon and the daughter of Persephone fall madly in love with each other.
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—— AZALEA PEEKED THROUGH the glass door of the mattress store, inside she observed Percy and Annabeth talking to each other staring at a purple bed in front of them with a old man wrapped up in the blanket. "Grover." The blonde beckoned her friend over.
Grover pulled the door open and they both looked into the room full of beds "is it over?" He asked.
"Yeah." Percy shook his head.
"Good job." Azalea strolled inside the room and walked up to her friends giving them both high five's. "Let's go." Azalea walked to the back door where she knew the entrance to the underworld would be.
"You've been here before." Percy blindly followed after Azalea. "No but Hades has told me."
"You've talked to Hades?" Percy asked.
"You know how I can't meet my mom in person, well she has made Hades give me presents and notes on her behalf. So yeah I've talked to Hades." Azalea walked backwards telling him the story before turning back around and opening the door to an office.
Azalea and Percy walked in with Annabeth and Grover following behind, they came to a stop in front of a door that said 'Do not enter'. "Are we sure this is the right way?" Percy looked between the three.
Grover walked over and opened the door a tunnel showing up behind it with a stench filling the air. "It's either the realm of the dead or someone left a carton of milk in there in the 1990s." Grover picked nervously at his little horns.
Annabeth looked around the office and spotted a red squeeze ball. "Better" she handed Grover the red ball and he began to squeeze it. "Much."
"If we get into trouble..." Percy reached his hand in his pocket, pulling out 5 pearls. "...these are our tickets out."
"No one's turning back till we all come back." Annabeth spoke up.
"No one comes back." The voice of the old man echoed through the room. "Dude-" Annabeth called out before Azalea cut her off. "I got this." Azalea activated her bracelet and walking out of the room. The blonde pulled a arrow back and launched it straight into the headboard, right above his face. "Say one more thing and that will be in your throat!" Azalea warned.
Azalea walked back into the room slinging the bow into her quiver that hanged on her back. "Alright he is handled, let's go." She brushed her hands off, her friends staring at her with shocked faces. "Umm, yeah." Percy's face was a slight red "we have no idea what's down there. I just think it's safer if im not holding them all." Percy continued with the conversation before.
Grover and Annabeth grabbed one of the pearls and tucked them away. Azalea came up and grabbed her pearl, safely tucking it into the pocket of Percy's green flannel. Staring down to look at the two final pearls in his hands. "Let's go get your mom." Azalea nodded.
