The Best People have the Rottenest Luck

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5 - MANHATTAN, NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK
PERCY'S POV

"You want me to pay damages? To the car that you hit me with?!" This Stark dude is insane.
"Tony, I think you should rethink this," the redhead next to him scolded, arms crossed and glaring.
"Pepper, Happy said that he just ran out in front of the car. Why should I pay for that? I'm already paying for his medical bills!" He does know I'm right here, right?
"Happy also said that the dog was chasing him! Besides, there are no medical bills. You, like the genius you are, never took him to the hospital!" I think I was liking this 'Pepper' more and more.
I should start from the beginning. I was taking a shortcut through Central Park, trying to get to a busy road that would have a taxi available to take me to camp. Cutting the story short, a hellhound jumped out of absolutely nowhere, deciding that apparently it was hungry for a Percy snack. In the fight, I dropped my pen and started running, waiting for it to reappear in my pocket. Unfortunately for me, the hellhound chased me into traffic. Blah blah blah. This Tony Stark guy, who I'm pretty sure is that Iron Machine thing or whatever, hit me, practically kidnapped me, and took me to this medical center thing in his tower, which is actually kind of cool. So that brings us here, to this white hospital-esque room with a huge wall of windows that looks out of the Manhattan skyline.
"You mean that freaky dog on steroids that completely dissolved in my trunk and filled the thing with gold dust?!" Okay, he did have a point. This probably looked weird.
Before Pepper could respond, Stark dude turned to me, attitude completely reversed. His eyes were bright with a mischievous curiosity and the hints of a smirk sneaking up on the corner of his lip.
"So, random kid that dented my limo, what was that drugged up dog exactly?" Oh crap.
"Um... Let's go with either an alien or a hallucination. Your choice."
"Oh no no no, kid, you're not getting off the hook that easily." He stepped closer to the bed I was sitting up on, IV still in my arm. Pepper looked like she was going to interject, but I got to it first.
"Listen, mister robot guy," I said, pulling the IV out and getting of the bed, choosing to ignoring the flatlining sound of the heart rate monitor, "I really appreciate the whole child abduction. Truly, it's been fun. But I've really got to go. My life, that I'd like to remind you that you almost prematurely ended, does not revolve around your freaky curiosity about the glitter in your limo." I pushed past him and headed straight towards the massive glass door.
I almost made it too.
"Tony, you weren't picking up your phone. I have a lot of better things to do with my time rather than chasing you down. Fury wants to talk with yo-" The second redhead that had just barged through the door, stopped mid sentence. "Is this the kid that you almost killed?" She asked Stark guy without even glancing towards me.
"The news ran the story already?" Stark whined. "Pepper, didn't you take care of that?"
"I would've if I wasn't here trying to keep you from bankrupting this kid, whose name is Percy by the way, over medical bills that don't exist and car insurance that wouldn't even make a dent in our wallet, considering I'm the CEO of this company, which you are making a lot harder by going around hitting boys with cars and ruining business relationships with massive corporations!" Pepper was pretty out of breathe by the time she finished.
"Um... am I done here?" I said as I was slowly inching my way towards the door.
"NO." They all said, flicking their gazes over to me. I held hands up in surrender.
"Tony," the redhead started, "Fury wants a conversation. And you two need to stop acting like divorced parents and making me communicate between you. This is getting really annoying."
"Okay, Natasha, I'll go now," he started moved to the door before stopping and turning to me, "and you, stay." What was I, a dog?
I decided against protesting and plopped back on the bed. After all, all I had to go back to was camp-arrest. Stark and 'Natasha' went out the door and Pepper soon followed after giving me a few kind words of sympathy and translating Stark's orders to nicer words, nevertheless, telling me to 'stay'.
This was probably going to end badly. Just my rotten luck.