Heroes of Olympus: Thirteen Years Later

Chapter 15

Will's POV
I woke up in the middle of the night wanting to go to the bathroom. When I walked out of my room, I saw Jason and a sleepy Percy carry Annabeth to bed. She seemed to have fallen asleep somewhere along the way.

"That explains why the RV's still."

Fast forwards by five minutes, the RV jerked and started moving again. I guess the road was bumpy, since I had some difficulty walking without falling.

"Ow!" I bumped into a nearby table, "Jason, drive slowly!"

"I am trying!" Jason shouted back, "Problem is, the road is muddy, so the wheels get stuck quite easily. I have to give a lot of speed to get it unstuck."

"I'm assuming it might've rained here." Piper noted.

Finally, I arrived at the door of my room, feeling slightly dazed. I walked in and tried sleeping, but all the bumping and jerking wasn't letting me.

"Guess I'll have to wait."

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"Will, wake up!" Someone yelled.

"Aa-!" I bolted upright.

"What time is it?"

"Seven a.m."

I panicked and started scrambling all over the place, pulling myself together. I usually wake up at 5 a.m., so I was shocked. A couple minutes later, I was at the dining table, eating breakfast.

"Wait, if Nico is still asleep, then who WAS that?" I wondered aloud.

Everybody very conveniently found an excuse to not answer me. Frustated, I forgot about it.

Lukas' POV
The drive back was just as wacky and loud as the trip there. Leon got so excited about a story Bianca told he burnt half of the living room. Anais and I had to douse the whole room. Then we had to dry the room (Leon offered help but we declined to prevent more accidents)

"Zoey! Storm! Help us, please." Anais shouted.

"Alright, we're on it."

With Uncle Leo's help we also repaired most of it, but the upholstery and stuff- he couldn't.

"Calypso, can you come here for a second?" Uncle Leo asked her.

"Okay!"

When she walked in, she was so surprised.

"Oh. My.," Aunt Calypso gasped, "This is gonna take a while."

Roughly an hour later everything was finally fixed and we children went back to doing what we were doing (except burning the living room). Uncle Jason and Aunt Piper stumbled in, rubbing their eyes sleepily.

"Hey, guy- whoa!" Uncle Jason tripped over a tool that we forgot to put back. Aunt Piper just about caught him by the arm.

"Oops, sorry!" We apologized.

"Jason, where are your glasses?" Aunt Piper observed, "No wonder you tripped and almost fell."

"Oh... so THAT's what felt different. I knew I forgot something."

"Dad, you're silly."

"Be right back!" Uncle Jason left to look for his glasses.

The following hour or two weren't too chaotic, until Uncle Will completely freaked out to see a huge black blob covering the road.

"Aaahhh! Hellhound!"

I went to look at it and yes, it was a hellhound. But something was different. The hellhound's eyes had a tame, playful glint to it, it was wagging its tail, and most importantly, it wore a big blue collar, which Uncle Will probably missed, since it was really shaggy.

My dad must've thought the same thing, since he grinned and went outside.

"Percy, what are you doing? Have you banged your head or something?"

"Uncle Will, that hellhound is tame!" I giggled, "That's Mrs. O' Leary!"

Sure enough, my dad got licked by that monster-of-a-dog and got really wet with dog slobber. Ew.

"Oh, this is not good..." Dad muttered over and over.

"What?" Aunt Hazel asked, looking concerned.

"We ran out of hellhound food back at camp!"

"Dude! You got me worried there!" Uncle Leo replied.

"Yeah, I thought camp was under attack or something."

"Nah, it's fine, guys.".