The Evolution of Darkness (TMI and PJO Clash) [COMING VERY SOON]

We (They) All Fall Down

Dedicated to Angela because she is like a sister to me. :) 

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Jessie

                I have to admit. The group is a bunch of good-looking people. First, there's...

                Okay, rewind. My most sincere apologies, I forgot to fill you in.

                After the beefy cow explosion, we hurry to rescue the people who the black-hair dude calls “Jace” and “Clary” from their “underwear prison”. I think I’ve heard of these names before somewhere. The loincloth is toxicatingly stinky and we can see some...quite nasty stuff. It's indescribably, nauseatingly disgusting. Imagine the smell of the Primary Settlement Tanks in a sewage plant. Go ahead, close your eyes.

                Yup, it's that disgusting and stinky.

                The others’ faces are green, as if they're trying hard to hold in their breakfasts, too. We pull away the loincloth and there Jace is, gasping like a fish out of water.

                I ask the black-haired guy, “Is he having a seizure?”

                “I don’t think so,” he replies, pulling Jace up.

                “What the hell, Alec. Why did we come here?!” he curses, “I should never have agreed to come with you. That was an unidentified demon! Or was it even a demon?”

                Alec looks offended. “Me? You were the one who wanted to kill whichever demon comes in our way!”

                Jace starts swearing colourfully. I don’t think you’d want to know what kind of cussing words he uses. A wave of annoyance washes over me. It’s stupid when guys keep on swearing. I mean, get it over with already! There’s this guy at school named Jackie who kept on muttering “damn”, and me and May were like, “SHUT UP!”

                As if on cue, Jace yells, “Damn you!”

                "Ladies, stop bickering!" I say forcibly with a sly smile. Rita, Jenny, and May snicker as Alec and Jace shut up and look at me.

                Jace has an amused expression on his face. “Says the little girl with hair like an angry weasel.” His golden eyes show mock, sarcasm, and challenge.

                Oh, you’re on, bastard. I will myself not to flush. “I simply have better taste than you,” I say with as much dignity I can muster.

                Jenny speaks up. “You have cow manure on your hair.” I smile. Jenny sounds so matter-of-fact.

                “Is that what you use for shampoo? Because it’s doing a wonderful job...” I add dryly, “on making your hair look like as if a dog sat on it, licked it, and did its business.”

                Jace does not lose his amusement. “I, happen to love dogs.”

                Clary, all of a sudden, murmurs in her sleep. “And I, happen to not care if the dog mistaken your hair as a chew toy.”

                We laugh and snort – even Alec joins us - as Jace looks in bewilderment at Clary. Getting pwned by your own...girfriend? By his desperation before when he piggy-backed her, I’m assuming that she’s his girlfriend. Yuck. Sappy romance in my face.