Love the joke in pic, don't you? (It's an electric car) & HAPPY BIRTHDAY PERCY JACKSON!
& Shoutout to GigglingWitch for voting for all of my chapters and putting this story on one of her reading lists. Thanks girl! I appreciate the support.
Cecilia and I were sharing stories from our countries when I realized what time it was. "Ceci! We only have fifteen minutes before the rest of the students get here! We still have to check the north and west wings of the academy!" Cecilia looked at me, annoyed, but with a hidden blush. "What did I tell you about calling me Ceci? And I know! I'm not stupid." I sighed. "Well? What do you want to do? Split up, or use Prince Mecha Spark?" I told her about me having a different form, because she saw my hand, and I pretended it was a disadvantage of having a second form. "You need to be more of a gentleman, and I think Prince Mecha Spark will help you on that. After all, one of the first steps to being a gentleman is to escort a lady around." I hummed in response and swiftly turned into his royal highness. I stood on my four legs, crown sitting atop my head behind my horn, with pride. I didn't want to scare her, so I stayed in my normal size form (not the two trojan horse sized one). I nickered and knelt down for Ceci to easily get on. She tugged a little too hard on my mane when she was trying to climb on, but I sat it out. Once she was situated perfectly, I opened my wings and used them to propel us forward. I knew Ceci would forget to check the rooms as we went by, so I thought up a quick spell to put everything in order as we passed.
Third Person POV
As Cecilia was riding on Percy's back, she was thinking of how handsome and gentle he was. She was unconsciously rubbing herself against his back as he galloped, they were both in perfect rhythm. Percy didn't notice Cecilia's actions, he was too into the feeling of running and flying. He had never felt so elated before. It seemed to take away the feelings that he had been hiding inside himself. All the anger, sadness, depression, were left behind as he raced down the corridors. They had raced through the whole school, with Percy checking each room magically, in a record time of twenty minutes. We need to get ready to go to the opening ceremony Cecilia. Percy stopped, and waited for Cecilia to get off. "Who's there? Show yourself!" Cecilia shouted, not knowing what, or rather who, spoke in her mind. I'm right below you Ceci. I thought you were smarter than that. Cecilia looked down at Percy and blushed bright red. Percy was thinking she looked amazing when she blushed as she climbed off. Percy went to shift back to human, but something pushed him in a different direction. Being unable to stop himself, he transformed into something different. A black Tesla Model S {Media if you don't know what it looks like, it's mine ;)}with stars moving across his metal top. Much like the way his eyes turned to the starry night sky when he is in animal form.
Cecilia was astonished and felt slightly betrayed. She thought that he hadn't trusted her with this secret. Percy tried to turn back to human again, but he just switched to an army tank with the same paint job. He tried speaking to Cecilia as she was inspecting his new transformation, but all that came out were clicks, beeps, and whirs. Cecilia jumped back and tried to edge away from the tank. He tried to shift once more, but he just turned into a motorcycle with huge mufflers (exhaust pipes) billowing out mist. Since he knew he wouldn't be able to talk in this form either, he used his telepathy. Ceci, you wanna hop on? It seems I can't change back to human form right now, so I'll just roll up as this. You can be the badass that drives my smokin' body. He sassed as he made flames flood out of his pipes. Cecilia blushed bright red and stuttered, "S-sure. I-I wanna make those girls jealous and those two boys drool!" She cheered, to make it look like she didn't stutter and didn't actually like Percy. Lucky for her, Percy was too caught up in his own thoughts of her outfit to notice her stuttering. He found the perfect one, because of his amazing sense of fashion, thank Aphrodite for that.It was a jumpsuit with stitching going up from the leg, across the body, and stopping in the middle of her chest. The material was form-fitting, so to add some flare, he threw in a jean jacket, with some black stilettos, diamond encrusted on the heels. He flashed it on her, flashing her other clothes to her dorm room. How do you like it? Royal but badass and sexy, no? Cecilia gained a heavy blush, but she was only thinking about how he said she was sexy. It was confirmation that he liked her back, though it was only a little slip, but enough to give her reassurance. She nodded her head as a black biker helmet appeared on Percy's seat. She slipped it on, and got situated on the torture contraption. Without warning, Percy sped off, and Cecilia had to quickly grab onto the handles to keep from falling off. She refrained from saying anything though, because they were just leaving the gates now, and she didn't want to look crazy by yelling at a motorcycle. Percy was chuckling at her thoughts, and decided to intervene. I can hear your thoughts you know. You can also talk to me mentally, because right now, I have established a mind link with you. Try it out. Cecilia tentatively tried to form words with her thoughts, but only the image of the words came. Ok, we can work with this. I'll just speed read your thoughts. Ok? Ok. Can you slow down please? Oh, yeah, sure. Sorry. Percy slowed down in time to take the turn that lead them straight to the airport where the students would be exiting in any minute. Mari was waiting out front with Maya, looking around anxiously. "What's wrong Ms. Shimon?" Marina hook her head, "Nothing Cecilia, just looking for Percy. Have you seen him? And what are you wearing dear?" Better run, she's going to kill you. Not. Helping. "Don't worry Ms. Shimon, this is just to scare the other students, and this is Percy. He seems to be having a problem with changing back to human form." Cecilia said as she pointed at the motorcycle. Mari was confused at first, but then she understood. Percy could transform into a motorcycle. She nodded and started walking into the airport. Percy started to walk in, but he didn't notice that he changed into a huge bot that had the same metal and paint job as his vehicles. He was towering over everyone at fifteen feet. His face was normal, but made of metal, making him look even more handsome and shiny. His gate was smooth, and his body looked like a muscled swimmer, slim, but built hard. He still had the engravings on his hand, but it was less noticeable. Cecilia silently stared as they made their way to the students' plane. You see, students would first be dropped off at the 'school,' then they would all go through identification processes, and board the underground plane. The would fly out of a hole in the cliff that the school was situated on, and be dropped off at a specially made airport. As the first students came off of the plane, they screamed at the sight of Percy, and ran behind some couches. Percy, Mari, and Cecilia all looked at each other in confusion, until Percy realized he was unnaturally taller than both of them. He looked down at himself, only to see the body described before. He jumped, and whisper yelled, "What?!" Mari was a little confused, but she saw that he was scaring the kids, so she sent him a quick prayer. Percy, you're scaring the students. Just stand there and look unemotional. I'll explain this you to the kids as if this you is just a robot, and human you is just a student, no relation to each other whatsoever. Percy nodded his head at Mari and stood motionless to the right, behind Cecilia as the children came through. They all glanced at him warily, but they didn't have any more outbursts. They all were wondering what he was. Once all of the kids came off of the plane, Percy walked out of the private airport and became a motorcycle once more.
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