Cecilia Holmes, Daughter of Minerva (Sherlock/Percy Jackson crossover)

Chapter 30

    By the end of the hour I was convinced that the brush seriously was magical. No other brush had gone through my hair and survived, but not even a tooth had fallen out of this one. I was also convinced that the curling wand was magical, considering the fact that my hair looked amazing and there wasn't a hint of burnt hair in the air.

    I walked out of the bathroom and into the hallway, leaving the magic brush, curling wand, as well as the other supplies that were leant to me by Nemesis in the bathroom.

    Why all the fuss? I couldn't help but wonder.  But then I remembered I was going to a sophisticated restaurant that probably cost hundreds of dollars just so I could trip a waitress.

    Right. I felt sick again. I had to remind myself that I was doing it for Sherlock. But since I had left the brush behind, I was growing less admiring of myself.

    Mostly because I just didn't feel like me at all.

    But that's the point. It's a disguise. It's only a disguise.

    I walked up toward the door that lead into the main room of the TARDIS. I laid my hand on the door knob, but paused when I heard voices inside.

    Obviously I just had to eavesdrop.

    "Oh, son, you look dashing!" Nemesis said, her voice full of mockery.

    "I don't understand why you're putting me through this," I heard a voice say. It sounded like Claude's, but I had never heard him speak with such emotion before. "Why do you like to torture me?"

    His voice was so pleading and sad that my heart felt suddenly heavy, and I actually pitied the son of the goddess of revenge.

    Nemesis's laughter broke the silence.

    "Pain will be your legacy," she snarled. "For the phrase 'revenge is sweet' only applies to one. And that one is me!"

    And then I was through with listening. I burst into the room. Claude looked at me but his face was nearly void of emotion. The blankness of his eyes sent shivers up my spine. And then I noticed that he wore a black suit and tie.

    All the questions buzzing in my brain suddenly weren't important as I stared at him. His shoulders were straightened instead of hunched and I realized how broad and tall he actually was.

    A minute later I realized my mouth was hanging open. I snapped it shut, and then looked at Nemesis. I remembered my questions, but she beat me to it.

    "Finally," she said, "You're here. Are you two ready for your date?"

    And then I was speechless again.

    So that's what she's putting him through. A date with me. That's the torture he was talking about. The realization made me sad. Well, who would want to go on a date with me? I'm cold, stubborn, ugly...

    I couldn't help but looking at Claude as I thought this.

    He's not much different, I thought, defensively.

    ...Except for the ugly part.

    I felt very flustered all of a sudden. Claude was actually very attractive, even with the purple bags under his eyes and long nose.

    "So, uh," I broke the silent. "You're, uhm, coming with me?"

    "It's not like I could reserve a table for one, dear," Nemesis said with a smile. "How awkward would that have been? Now off you pop! Go through those doors and down the street until you see, well, you'll know it when you see it." She waved us away and turned back toward the TARDIS's console.

    When neither of us moved, she turned and, her face beet red, screeched, "GO. NOW. Or would you rather have dinner in Tartarus?!"

    I jumped and whirled to face the door, Claude right behind me. As we came up to it, he held his arm out, which surprised me. What surprised me further was that I actually took it. He pushed open the doors and we walked out onto the street. And as I glanced up at the face of my rugged dinner partner, I felt like throwing up.

    I think you've gone over your head with this one, Cecilia.

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    Hello again, my awesome readers!

    UnfortunatelyI have some bad news... I will be gone camping this next week and most likely won't be able to update. (I will try my best to find wifi, but my attempts may be in vain!) So I'm afraid you'll have to wait to see what happens to Cecilia and Claude on their date...! ;D

    Thanks so much for reading! Don't forget to vote and comment, and check back here in a few days to see what will happen when the two demigods get to the Argyre!

    I'll talk to you guys in a week! Thanks for everything!

    Mary P.J.