Mysterious Indeed

Chapter 2 - Manager Problems

Happy

(A/N: It's been a while since I watched the movie, so the conversations and stuff may (never mind 'may,' it has to) be inaccurate. Just so you know.)

"Happy, director Fury wants you in the office, ASAP." A coworker informed me.

"Now what?" I muttered to myself. Although I had one problem in mind, I dismissed it. Why would Fury call me about such a small problem? 

"You must have a tough job, managing the kid." My coworker informed. 

"Tell me about it." I said. "I wish I'm not in trouble, since frankly, I don't remember making any."

. . .

"So, about Parker business..."

"I'll make sure he doesn't ghost your calls ever again." I said quickly. The way he was glaring at me was freaking me out, although I was pretty sure I met him for a couple years now. 

"I wasn't talking about that, although his attitude is getting more annoying than usual." Fury said. "I was saying that the trip he was going to in school is strangely in the same location as our meeting place."

"Should I tell that to him?" I asked.

"No. Don't." Fury said. "And tell him--"

Alarms rang. Nick Fury's computer was blinking.

"Hacking alert!" the computer said. "Hacking alert!"

Wait, was that place where I stored the facts about Peter? I should have changed the password into something other than 'Password!'

"What is going on?" Fury asked. Then he regained himself, only to be astonished again (but...I was sure he wasn't a human being with emotion!) "Isn't that the place where Parker's information is?"

"I don't know and I know." I said, and I was pretty sure Fury didn't think that as a good answer. He was probably going to gruel me further later on. "But if this escalates..."

"The world is going to know his name." Fury finished. "And that is no picnic."

After several moments, the computer identified the hacker's computer.

Somewhere in Venice.

Peter was going there. Oh no.

Annabeth

"So here we are." I said as we dismounted the dragon. It was morning, so hopefully, the mist would be able to cover our landing. If not, then there would be many traumatized Italians.

"Let me just switch Festus into suitcase mode." Leo said as he pushed a button. Festus folded into a suitcase with a series of ka-chunk.

"Where are we going to stay though?

"How about at that hotel? I mean, I have a credit card for everything in my pocket." I said. For some reason, the credit card—the same one that I used last time we were here—survived Tartarus, countless battles, and the laundry machine. So it was still in my pocket.

"That hotel? Uh... okay." Percy said. It looked like it could fall over any minute, but it seemed to be the only one available.

"Here's the plan." I said, earning a snort from Percy. "We put our bags in there, then y'know, have some time wandering around here with whoever we want to be with."

"I'll go by myself. Maybe practice my people skills." Humiya said, although I suspected she was just saying that to give us space.

"All right." Calypso said. "So first thing's first, let's set our things down."