Against All Odds (PJO/Avengers)

Tyson Detects That Something Went Boom!

Hello, little midgets! Sorry I haven't updated. Once again, I've been extremely lazy, and I will try to get it back together for you guys. But I did go skiing.

I know the pic doesn't really have anything to do with this... but I found it funny. :)

Soooooo... I don't really have anything to say. Except that I'm miserable with a stupid sore throat that feels like someone is sandpapering my throat, and a STINKING COLD.

READ ON, MY LITTLE MIDGETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Percy POV

Well, how do I state this? I managed to blow a huge crater right in front of my neighbor's house. There we go.

So, Annabeth and I were waiting for Tyson with some blue cookies and orange juice with my mother and Paul. We were making some random stupid talk till Tyson came.

"Brother!" he nearly bellowed as he came to break my ribs - I mean, hug me. I almost had to brace myself for the impact.

"Hey, big guy, how's it going?" I greeted him. It had been quite a bit of time since I last saw him. About five months.

"It's going great, brother!" He gave me a toothy beam. "I made so many swords for Dad, and he said he loved them!"

"That's great!" I replied. "Look who's here, Tyson." I gestured to Annabeth.

Oh, I feel sorry for Annabeth. The amount of hugs she would get from Tyson.

But it would be so funny.

So after Tyson finished hugging, we decided to go to a coffee shop, even though we just ate cookies.

Did I mention how awesome my mom is?

"Let me get my jacket," my mom said, and she left to get it. Once she got back, she fished out her keys and hit the button to unlock the car.

The only thing out of place was the large boom. And the shaking walls. And the plaster of them falling a little.

Tyson frowned. "I think something went boom."

We all rushed outside to find a rather large crater where our car was parked.

Keyword: was.

Yeah, it exploded.

Paul's not gonna be happy.

Good thing is, it was parked outside our neighbor's house, so their house is more destroyed than ours!

"We should probably get to camp," Annabeth said nervously.

"Uh, yeah... except that we don't have a car," I replied.

"Exactly, Percy!" Annabeth answered, pacing furiously on our extremely small porch. "Someone didn't want us to get to camp!" Then she stopped and smiled evilly, looking up. "But they didn't succeed." She took a drachma out of her pocket on tossed just beyond the crater, so it hit the road. "Stêthi 'Ô hárma diabolês!" she shouted, sprinting toward the place that the Gray Sisters' Taxi was going to show. 

Sure enough, it did. Annabeth swung open the door. "We need to get to Camp Half-Blood!" she cried and hopped in.

"We only seat three, and we do not take his kind or mortals!" One of them screeched, jutting a bony gray finger toward Tyson.

"You better take Tyson, he's the general of the cyclops army," I warned. "And about Paul and my mom-"

"No, it's okay Percy," my mother interrupted gently, putting her hand on my arm. "I don't think Paul or the security guards should go, anyways."

"But mom-"

"I said, it's okay," she repeated.

I pursed my lips. "Okay, bye mom! Tyson, get in before me." Tyson went in and I went in, just as a security guard started yelling.

Oh, right. They weren't supposed to leave me.

Oh, well.

Chiron's a lot more important than them.

Anyway, Tyson was squeezed in between us, and all of us had only become bigger from five years ago, so the ride could be expected not to be comfortable.

That, however is an understatement.

My cheek was literally hugging the window, and the arm rest was pushing against my stomach. And Ganymede telling us to put our seat belts on? Yeah, that wasn't going to work here.

But I did manage to put in my seat belt, seeing as I didn't want to go rocketing forward if we stopped.

Notice how I said if.

Yeah, you never want to take the Gray Sisters'.

So, as we oh-so-casually went at 70 miles per hour on a regular road and through the bridge, my face was squashed to the window. How lovely.

We came to a screeching halt in front of the camp boundaries. They didn't even stop to get there pay. They just hightailed the heck outta there.

That's quite rude, ya know.

Annabeth sprinted up the hill, and I couldn't blame her. Chiron was like a father to her. She'd be devastated if anything happened to him. I sprinted up after her, only to find her sprawled on the ground. "Annabeth!" I helped her up, and she rubbed her eyes. 

"The barrier . . . it's resisting me . . ." she mumbled. I stuck my hand through the place that I knew the barrier went through, only to get thrown backward and have a blue light fill my vision.

"Chiron!" Annabeth screamed. And take it from me, she can scream when she wants to. There's no way Chiron couldn't here that if he was in the office.

Sure enough, Chiron came trotting toward us, his tail swishing back and firth. Yes, tail. Chiron is a centaur.

"Annabeth, Percy! Let me let you in." He pressed his hoof against the barrier and muttered a few words before beckoning us in.

"Chiron!" Annabeth ran and hugged him, and I felt like joining the group hug. So I did.

What?

If Annabeth can hug him, why can't I? Jeez, people.

"It's good to see you two," Chiron said. Annabeth frowned. 

"Where's the bump on your head?"

"Oh, it went away," Chiron answered, though his tail was swishing harder.

"It couldn't have healed away that fast, though," Annabeth insisted. "And ambrosia and nectar isn't needed for injuries like that."

"Uh, magic," Chiron said quickly. "Do you have something to talk about with me?"

Annabeth and I looked at each other. "Oh, yeah," I responded
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So, yeah. That's the end. See you, little midgets!

-da dam author