Chapter Five: THE FREAKING BUCKETS OF CAMBODIA

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Everyone on Earth has awesome friends. Even that annoying old lady down the street, that know it all kid in school, EVERYONE. But some people have exceptional friends. I should know. I have many exceptional friends.

Luna Grace Moon, for instance, is the craziest person I know, and that makes her just dang awesome. Let me tell you about this chick.

She is a daughter of Jupiter, and she and her sister, Tala Sage Moon (the lovely girl who was shot with an arrow and rode the bloody griffon right through my freaking brand new stain glass windows, rest in peace beautiful windows), were tasked with raising the sun and moon.

(If you would like to learn more about their adventures, I would recommend reading LunaGraceMoon's "Sisters of the Sky" on Wattpad. It's amazing.)

Luna is also dating Deven, a son of Poseidon, and she's often traveling to Camp Half-Blood to check on him and his brother, Percy Jackson. In fact, there's quite a tale to be told about our adventure there.

It started on a normal day in the gardens, with Luna throwing skittles at everyone and yelling,"TASTE THE RAINBOWS!"

I swear, we are not normal.

"Can I have a skittle?" I asked.

She looked at me with an evil eye."Taste the rainbow." She whispered, giving me a skittle.

I laughed and popped it into my mouth. To be completely honest, the taste of rainbow could have used a tad bit more sugar.

"How's Deven?" I asked, watching birds eat the skittles.

"Good, he basically spends his time talking to the ocean."She said, taking a skittle herself.

"What?"I asked, confused on how someone could take to the ocean.

"What what?" She said, sucking on the skittle.

"What what what what what?" I said back.

Our eyes met and we thought the same thing: Thrift Shop by Macklemore.

"I GOTTA POP SOME TAGS, ONLY GOT TWENTY DOLLARS IN MAH POCKET!!"She yelled as we danced awkwardly.

"I HAVENT MEMORIZED THE RAPPING YET SO JUST DANCE!"I yelled back, dancing horrificly.

"THRIFT SHOP"Luna screeched then started to do the worm.

Out of nowhere, Prilla Stowell came with a note.

"I was looking for Luna in the garden, but it appears I have entered a dancing ring."She said, as we turned off the invisible music that was playing in our minds.

"We. . . were. . .uhhh. . ."I looked to Luna.

"We were dancing to Thrift Shop because thats how awesome we are. Do you have a problem with that?"She challenged.

"No. . . . . . . . . "Prilla said."Everything is pretty weird now that I am evidently not a cat. But we got a telegram for Luna from Camp Half Blood."

Luna swipped the note out of her hands and the color drained out of her face.

"Oh no," She whispered.

I peeked from behind. "Whats wrong?"

"Jason and Percy had a fight, they are injured and I have to go help, my healing powers are needed." She sighed. "Not even one week, they couldn't go one darn week without nearly killing each other. I'm sorry Queenie."

"No its alright, but if you think I am going to let you go alone, you are out of your mind."I said."Prilla, tell the Doctor he is incharge and that he cannot store fish sticks and custard in my basement again nor can he invite all of the galaxy for a "reunion". Also, make sure Loki doesn't blow anything up. Tell everyone we will return in a few days."

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