A/N: Im writing while I'm out to dinner. I'm bored ok? And I ran out of root beer... so this might be dunk writing.
Gaea promised me a girl. I hoped it wasn't Calypso, but boy was I wrong!
Now for my lit diss track!
Gaea you no earthly mother
Causing problems, one after another
You're like sleeping beauty
Except you're always on death duty
You control the Doors of Death
You're addicted to crystal meth (idfk ok) (it's probably true tho lets be honest)
You and your giants be like squad goal
Demigods defeat them they're on a roll
You're like an atomic bomb (prob the one named Fat BOi or whatever)
But a lot more calm
You're all about that spiritual
And those satanic rituals
They do to summon you
While they still have no clue
Your orders fly over my head
They sound like those ancient poems I read
Now I'm inside your walls
Walkin down the long halls (they're really long wtf)
My rhyme's so lit
And you just got DISSED!
*passes out*
YOU ARE READING
Turning Tables - Leo Valdez AU
FanfictionLeo has been a third wheel for their entire quest. What would happen if he just.... Left? [WILL CONTINUE TO BE UPDATED EVERY OR EVERY OTHER WEDNESDAY]
