Killing TimePercy absently flipped his pen in the air a few times, catching it before it fell too low. He, Frank, and Hazel were sitting at a table at one of the many cafes in New Rome. Percy was lost in thought, sorting through all the memories he had recovered, remembering good times at Camp Half-Blood, while Frank and Hazel flipped through a faded book on Greek monsters.Killing Time by Natalia1417
"Wow," Frank mused, interrupting one of Percy's more vivid memories. Something with a canoe lake "I can't believe how many monsters there are! I didn't know half of these How many of these have you actually seen, Percy?"
"Read me a few," Percy said, putting his pen away and leaning his elbows on the metal table.
Frank flipped back to the table of contents that listed the numerous monsters that had populated Greece. "Um, it goes in alphabetical order," he said. "Cerberus?"
Percy nodded knowingly, remembering Annabeth tossing a red rubber ball to the giant dog. "Yeah, I'
H is For HomeAnnabeth rings the doorbell quickly, eager to get out of the cold November air. She stamps her feet in an attempt to keep warm, looking up at the Jackson's apartment. It isn't gray and sad looking like many other New York buildings. Instead, the apartment building is painted a warm brown, with crown molding around the door and windows. A dark green mailbox sits below the large, low window. Annabeth can smell the blue cookies baking through the door.H is For Home by 8countGirl
Ms. Jackson opens the door. Not a moment too soon, in Annabeth's opinion. The middle-aged woman grins at Annabeth, a plaid apron tied around her waist. "Hi, honey!"
Annabeth tries to smile at Percy's mom, but it feels like her face has frozen. "H-hey, Sally."
Ms. Jackson laughs. "It's cold out, huh?"
She nods, trying not to shiver.
"Come on into the kitchen, I'm baking some cookies."
Q is For QuestionsThere I sat, suspecting a normal lunch with Percy and Annabeth. Well, nothing is normal about three demigods meeting to talk about a war that they fought against a titan, but that's not the point. Anyway, I thought we would have burgers, talk about our past month, and then I'd go back to hunting with the other maidens. That's kind of what happened. But about the normal part? Gods, was I wrong.Q is For Questions by 8countGirl
Now, before you start freaking out, nobody died. Something equally surprisingand somewhat horrifyingdid happen, though.
So, I arrived at Le Parker Meridien a couple of minutes early to secure us a table. A seventeen or sixteen year old, acne-covered guy greeted me at the doors.
"Hi, welcome to McHale's. How many?" He asked, smiling at me a little broader than necessary.
The guy nodded, touching my a
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