Magnus Chase and the God of Poetry

Chapter 5: More Death Plans over More Potatoes

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T.J POV

I woke up to the sound of a door opening. I checked the time.

7.00 A.M

Usually nobody woke up this early. I brushed my teeth, slipped on a civil war T-shirt and made my way to the breakfast lounge. Someone was already there.

Amanda.

I took this opportunity to start a conversation without the rest of the gang butting in.

"Hey Amanda. This is Thomas Jefferson Jr. of floor 19. My friends call me T.J "

"Hello. Thomas," she replied while taking a bite of her hash brown.

"So... How are you holding up? You said you had mortal parents. Is this whole 'undead' thing bugging you?"

"Well, just for the first few minutes. You gotta adapt to survive, it's a cruel world." 

Her emerald green eyes met mine. They were so deep, round, with a sparkle at the edg-

"Nice musket you got there," she said, breaking me out of my trance. Thank Tyr she said that, or I would have kept staring 'till Ragnarok happened. Also, I like my musket.

"Thanks. She was my pal during the civil war. Every battle I went through with her. Every death I witnessed with her. She really is a fine stick. That being said, you were a beast with that lever-action rifle yesterday." She raised her eyebrow at me.

"Imeanbeastinagoodway," I quickly added. She smiled.

"Just kidding, I knew." Then her face lit up and she started talking about her rifle. 

"Marlin Model 1895M, 18.5" barrel with a 1 in 20" twist rate. Chambered in .450 Marlin." She explained.

I stared at it and did a mental 'wow'. I gotta bring her to the local range some day. That is one badass cool-girl. I then realized I had no food on my plate and went to grab some.

Alex POV

I heard Magnus' alarm ring. I bolted straight to the bathroom to get ready. Guy today. I slapped on my regular green-pink attire and walked next door to greet Magnus. While waiting, I thought about the newest addition to floor 19, Amanda Jones Starling. How would I describe her? 

Annabeth but taller, buffer and with her boyfriend's eyes.

Magnus walked out of his room, rocking a Boston Pride shirt. His hair had grown back to its long, shaggy state, which I secretly adored.

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"Morning Alex," he muttered.

"Morning Maggie. Now let's go get some breakfast and send you off on your way to find Bragi," I replied. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to the elevator.

"You seem very keen on getting rid of me. Am I just too distracting?" He said with a smug expression. I rolled my eyes.

At the lounge, we took our seats next to T.J and Amanda. Mallory and Halfborn joined us shortly after.

Magnus POV

I cleared my throat. "So, about operation Bragi, I will leave immediately after breakfast. If I'm not back within a week, I would expect you guys to get hearth to locate me and teleport to my aid. Got it?"

"I thought we have said it before, we're not letting you go alone beantown. Just accept our help already," Halfborn said.

"Look, number 1, I'm not alone, Jack is with me-"

"That's my señor!"

"Number 2, you guys just came back from expedition ship-of-the-dead, you guys deserve some rest. I promised Jack the poem not you guys. C'mon, I'll be fine."

The gang shared a worried look, then Mallory shrugged.

"Whatever suits you, I guess. Just come back in one piece alright beantown? Alex would appreciate that."

With that, Alex and I blushed deeply, and I walked off to start packing supplies.

5 chapters in and the main plot is finally starting. Sorry for the wait guys. I hope you enjoy! And please give me some ideas! Thanks!

CYA nextime;)