Welcome to My Nightmares -Percy Jackson Fanfiction-

Chapter VII

Chaper VII                                Lemme Finish My Burger, Then We Can Fight

Percy sat in a small restaurant in Vegas, sipping on his lemonade peacefully while munching on some fries. We swung his legs lightly while patiently waiting for his dinner partner to arrive. He played with the food on his plate. All that was left of the burger that had been there was a mutated tomato. He hated tomatoes.

He didn't have to wait long. Ares arrived, stomping off his motorcycle and swaggerishly taking off his sunglasses as he walked into the building. Upon spotting Percy, he froze. Percy gave him a cheery smile and patted the table in signal. 

He knew Ares would be here eventually. He had realized it was one of the God's more favored hangout places, and knew that if he just waiting and meandered until the God arrived, it would be worth it.

Percy smiled a feral smile as the God sat in front of him with a loud, angry huff. "What do you want, Jackson?" Ares growled. Percy could feel the angry vibes coming off him in waves. He saw, out of the corner of his eye, a couple arguing heatedly, and in the back it seemed like a fight was going to break out. He felt the waves of negative emotion tempting him, persuading him to get angry, to become irrational and brash. Percy smiled and brushed them off. They only worked on the ones who had a sense of stability in their lives.

"Nice to see you again too. How have you been? Aphrodite been treating you well?" Percy chatted, smile never leaving his face as he munched on a fry.

Ares glowered. "You got some nerve, punk."

"I have lots of nerves. They give me reflexes by connecting to my spinal cord. They are also in my gums, and they help me feel sensations. So yes, I have nerves. Thank you for noticing." Percy said with a small smirk, and Ares growled.

"Why, I oughta-"

"Go ahead. Try. I'd love to see the attempt." Percy challenged, raising an eyebrow, only serving to piss Ares off further

"Kid, I could squish you like a bug with the snap of my fingers. You'd do better than to piss me off-"

"Then why don't you do it? You obviously have a large amount of disdain for me."

"I'm not doing it because I don't want to be banned from my favorite restaurant. I happen to like this form, thank you very much." Ares snapped. Percy smiled.

"Then why don't we go somewhere else?"

Ares snorted. "As much as I'd like to kick your ass to into the ground, I don't feel like leaving, and I'd like to see you try to get me to leave." 

Percy rolled his eyes. "Since when have the Gods become lazy?" He murmured to himself. Sighing as though a great weight was on his shoulders, Percy snapped his fingers. 

They re-materialized amidst a clearing in a very green forest. Ares fell back, shouting in utter surprise while Percy managed to catch himself-just barely. He was still getting used to that thing he had accidentally discovered he could do. That had been fun.