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Throughout the month, we find more creatures and plants. The strange thing? They are all Greek. Every. Single. One. We find tree nymphs, harpies, and other harmless things. We even found a hydra once... Which I burned and killed as soon as Dipper was done documenting it. Sorry, I couldn't help it! I'd like to see you not kill a monster that attacked you at 11 years old!

Lately, I've been getting these terrible nightmares... Not that I haven't had them before, I'm a Half-Blood. But these... These are terrible. I wish I could explain them, but I can't. Why? Because as soon as I wake up, I have no memory of the dream whatsoever. I wake up screaming, drenched in sweat, shivering. Something tells me that the dreams have to do with Gaea.

By now, it's July 3rd. We're all planning a Fourth of July party, complete with old "YES WE STAN" merch from when Stan ran for mayor last year. Mabel has already successfully bedazzled the whole shack with red, white, and blue rhinestones. I found out the hard way-- I was momentarily blinded. Mabel, being the person she is, made us all Fourth of July sweater vests to wear tomorrow.

Bacon and Waddles are now best friends. Waddles acts more like Bacon's mother, though. He even shares food with him, which is a surprise. Waddles won't usually let anyone near his food.

Now they're rolling in a mud-filled kiddie pool. Pacifica sends Bacon an annoyed glance.

"Hey Pacifica, you know what would be a good way to clean Bacon off?" Says Wendy.

"I'm listening..." She replies.

"We dunk them in the public pool!"

"Sinister. I like it." She says.

Of course Wendy would suggest that. She will forever be the ultimate prankster.

Stan, who is always up for a prank, drives us to the pool. Mabel seems to be looking for someone in the water.

"HALT!" Yells a really buff guy in a red polo shirt. He's wearing a slobbery whistle on a string around his neck, and way too much sunscreen on his nose.

"Uh, hey Mr. Poolcheck!" says Wendy.

"What do you two want?" he says, looking at Wendy and Dipper.

"We-- uh--" starts Dipper.

"We want our jobs back!" Says Wendy.

"Er... Yeah!" Says Dipper, playing along.

"Dunk the pigs. Now." Says Wendy under her breath. Pacifica does what she's told.

"What was that, Corduroy?" Says Poolcheck.

She smiles and says, "Look at your precious pool."

The pool is now a lovely shade of amber. The pigs are clean, and the swimmers are disgusted.

"WHY!?!?!?" Shouts Poolcheck.

"CUZ I'M A FLIPPIN' CORDUROY!" Wendy yells back as she does a flip, landing on Poolcheck's back. The rest of us run for dear life.

"Free that kid!" Dipper tells me, pointing to a boy trapped in the pool filter. I take out my celestial bronze dagger and slice at the bars. The kid climbs out and runs away.

We jump in the Stan Mobile. Suddenly, as if we were in sync, we start to laugh. Little chuckles at first, then louder and louder until we're laughing hysterically.

Everything is perfect. Until a black gumdrop with long legs begins to crawl up my leg. A spider.

I let out a piercing scream. We swerve and crash into a tree. Then all I see is black.

A/N: You guys, thank you so much for the continuous support! I wouldn't be where I am without you guys. If you have any feedback, questions, or ideas, send me a message! Also, Wendy is so badass!

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