You'll Be Mine

32 | Caily

Annabitch came skipping back into the pavilion, a dinghy navy blue baseball cap in her hands. It was hideous and I'd never be caught dead in it. That's why I was going to make Percy do it. "Annabitch, give the hat to Percy. Percy? Take it and prepare for dinner time," I ordered.

Annabeth happily gave the hideous hat to Percy, who took it, wearing the opposite expression. He slipped the hat on then disappeared, good looks and all. Then again full of the potions floated into the air, probably cuz Percy was picking it up, and it began to walk away, disappearing into the kitchen.

Perfect! Everything was perfect! I'm an evil genius... not like any of this is evil though! I'm doing it for... um, for the greater good! Yeah, to help everyone! Especially myself, obviously. Maybe I can give everyone a few fashion tips too! Improve their attitude! Eek! I'm so excited!

"Now for the rest of you," I said, turning to my slaves, "Go sit down at your tables and act normal, like yourselves before all this time. Just, like, remember who is really important. Me. I'm important."

My slaves nodded, then all walked over to their designated tables, taking a seat without a word. I smirked, then walked over to the Hermes table (I was still unclaimed, sad face), plopping down next to Abigail.

"So Abi!" I said cheerfully. I studied her long hair and split ends. "What would you say about getting a haircut? Maybe get it cut to your mid back? I'm, like, not a big fan of the whole 'plain black' thing. Maybe some lighter highlights! Ooh, you'd look totes fab with beachy waves! Yes!" I squealed excitedly, picturing it all in my head.

"I'll do whatever you think or desire, Mistress," Abigail said. Ah, Mistress! I love the sound of that. I let out an excited giggle, clapping my eyes.

I then studied Theo, turning to him and studying his hair. "Now Theo... I suppose much can't, like, be done with your hair. Too bad. Something can definitely be done with your clothes though!"

Theo opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, demigods began to file into the pavilion. I'm grinned, but forced myself to look away and stare at the table. Can't have myself being suspicious!

As soon as everyone arrived, including Chiron and Mr. D, the nymphs began to hand out the food. I had no idea what was done to it with potions, so I just picked at it. I'm smart, I know!

"You gonna eat anything? A scrawny Hermes kid raised his eyebrow. "I'm, like, on a diet," I said. Technically I wasn't lying.

"You're not even going to drink anything?"

"Not thirsty. Now mind your own business asshole," I snapped. Luckily, he looked away. Thank God, he was annoying.

Suddenly, all at once, everyone in the pavilion behind to choke, screaming and groaning, shouting things like, "Ugh! Ew!" and "What is in this food?!" Even Chiron and Mr. D looked like they wanted to throw up!

And suddenly... they all froze. They blinked, looking around in confusion. Percy must have spiked all the food! I'm so God lucky! Now, I just had to work my amazing magic!