The only GOOD PJO crack fic

Chapter 2: My Lunch With Grover ;)

Later, we were excused for lunch. Me, Grover, and Percy were about to follow when Mr. Brunner said, "Mr. Jackson." I looked at Percy with a 'tf did u do??' look.

He told Grover and me to keep going so me and Grover walked down a ramp and down to the front steps where we could see everyone walking on the street. I looked at the sky and there was this big ass storm. "Groverrrr! there's a storm I don't like itttt..."😭😭😭 I complained to him as I opened up my lunch box with a photo of my senpai Bob Ross- Kun.

"I can't control the weather, SkibidiRizz." He sighed. (A/N: SkibidiRizz is her nickname by friends) "It's probably the worst storm during christmas time." he said as he opened up his BABY LOOKIN ASS goat lunchbox and started eating some salad, I picked at my cucumbers and tomatoes as I looked at people around me. I sipped my hot cocoa. (A/N crap she's turning normal i can fix her!!)

Later during lunchtime, I was sitting with Grover. "Ungh! Yamete Kudasai~~~" I said as I was practicing moaning and my japanese. Watashi wa ōkina oppai o motte imasu. Percy sighed as he walked over to us. Grover and I sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the other sussy goons. Me, Percy, and Grover thought that maybe if we did that, people wouldn't think I was associated with those dummies at Yancy. They stayed a bit away from me though. 😀

"Detention?" Grover asked.

"Nah," Percy said. "Not from Brunner. I just wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean-I'm not a

genius."

Grover didn't say anything as he eyed our apples. "Uh, can I have your apple?" He asked timidly. "Take it." Percy responded. Grover looked at me with puppy eyes, "Can I have your apple?" He must think I'm an idiot. I NEVER give up my food. And I didn't even have an apple. I scoffed, "You idiot! I don't even HAVE an apple!" I giggled, "HEHEUHEHAHEAHUEH" UwU.

I saw Percy looking at the cabs down the street. He was prob thinking abt his mom but idc tbh.

Mr. Brunner parked his wheelchair at the base of the handicapped ramp. He ate fucking celery while he read Heartbreaker by Elle Kenedy, SPICYYY!! A red umbrella stuck up from the back of his chair, making it look like a fancy motorized cafe table. That's what Percy calls it ig.