Water and Magic: A Percy Jackson Fan Fic

Aaaand I officially hate this quest -.-

Ok, so a bit of surprise might have overcome me. I thought that those old Lotus nommers lived on an island in the Sea of Monsters. A.K.A The Bermuda Triangle.

Wait, The Bermuda Triangle? Where did that come from?

Anyway, the ex-waitress disappears for a moment, then comes back totally transformed. She has a red sparkly dress on, her hair is curled Marilyn Monroe style, and her smile seemed to dazzle the boys.

"You guys wanna go on the Ferris Wheel?" She smirks.

"YESSSS!"

I try to tell them no, but I get thrown around by a swarm of people. Time goes, and all I can see are people's stampeding feet, As soon as I could stand properly, I was in a completely different area.

Crap nuggets.

I run forward, trying to catch sight of anything peculiar. In my fast pace, I crash into a man.

"Sorry!" I apologize, but when I look at him, my eyes widen.

He has a monocle and a top hat, with one of those bar mustaches that you see in films. He has a tailcoat, with a ruffle-neck white shirt underneath, and black pants with polished shoes. In his gloved hands he had a golden cane. He looked like a rich man from the 50's, when pedal bikes were like cars.

"Not to worry my dear. After all, I've had similar things happen to me before in my many months here. Why, in the 70's I used to dance with my mother" He chortles in a British accent.

Wait, 70's?

"Umm... What year is it sir?" I ask.

"Hmm... Well, it must be 1784! I've only been here for a couple of months. Good day!" He chuckles, leaving me standing there blinking.

Time...

This is a time prison.

"Oh no... Percy!" I mutter, pushing through various people. I shove past Poker tables, and dodge people blowing flames from their mouths. I pass structures, statues, and every single thing you could imagine.

"Excuse me, is there a problem?" Someone asks. I turn around, and a man in a navy and gold suit is standing there. On his shirt is a Lotus-Flower symbol.

I react quickly. I flash him a smile, and look him in the eye.

"No, sir" I say, putting on a blonde act. "Do you have any fast transportation to get around? Cause I've hardly even explored this place in the whole week I've been here! Oh, do you have any food?"

He smiles, eating up my act. "No, we don't have anything faster than our feet here. Would you like a brownie?" He says, brandishing a treat out of nowhere.

A sure sign he's a devil monster. But, no-one else would know this in this place.

"Sure, thanks!" I giggle, take it, then run off. I make sure no-one's in sight, silently hand someone the brownie, and run off.

Now, when I say this place is huge, I mean bigger-than-a-football-stadium-huge. It was literally that big that It took me 15 minutes (Well, me-time) to find the Ferris Wheel. I got there just in time to see a mop of curly brown hair disappear into the crowd. I followed it.

Now, it could be any boy that just happened to have brown, curly hair. But when you spend weeks fighting monsters and demons that want to put you on a kebab with two certain people, you tend to recognize them anywhere.

So I chased after Leo. I nearly lost him. Then I entered the dancing area.

There were people flailing, crumping, tangoing, every single type of style that existed was going on in this place. But all I could hear was Eminem's The Monster...