After the three of us had finished, we took a break and just layer down on the roof. It felt nice especially since the cool breeze kept on coming. And also it was the middle of freaking summer.
So yeah, it felt good.
It was Astra who decided it was time to leave. She got up and began to pull our arms lazily. "C'mon, we got to go return the stupid lightning bolt to Percy's step-dad and return to Camp." For a minute I was shocked.
"What happened while I was gone?"
They both seemed genuinely surprised at my question, but kept on talking. "I mean, one minute Astra was like me, and cool and chill. Now she's like Annabeth—" I was cut off by a dagger dangerously close to my throat. The wielder was none other than Annabeth Chase.
"What's so wrong with being me, Seaweed Brain." Okay. I'll admit it. I flinched.
I flinched hard.
I quickly put some distance between Annabeth and I. I didn't need to be called that.
Not now, not ever. Especially by her.
I guess my reaction was once again a surprise because she stared wide eyed at me. Then her eyes filled worry, then calculating, then they seemed like trying to retrace a memory, and finally, she-she shook her head.
She freaking shook her head.
Like seriously woman. We had a moment. A moment in which I was scared, and terrified. And you looked like you were trying to remember something. And you just shake your head as if dismissing it!
What the heck!?
I ran behind Astra, who had just decided now was the best idea to come down from her shock.
"Yeah, um. Why am I acting like Annabeth?"

-°°°°°°°°~~~~~~~~~°°°°°°°that's Bob

Okay, no one is surprised when Annabeth started cursing at us.
Really, the only reason we actually did, was because, dang, can the woman cuss. I mean twelve year old. Yeah, twelve. Year old girl. A girl.
Gods, point is she knows what to say to make us feel ashamed, and make mental notes to have her talk to a New Jerseyan. Yep, I looked that up, I don't regret it.
By the end of it, Annabeth's face resembled a tomato. (Yum)
"H-hey..." Astra began,"you okay?..." We heard her breathing hard. She muttered a,"Yes."
We both visibly relaxed. Everything would be alright. Nothing to worry about.
Astra and I glanced at each other, sending a silent message.
We need to go.
Though, it was Annabeth who voiced it.
"We need to leave and get this over with."
We both nodded and began to pack our stuff. There was a terrible awkward silence that we all were aware of. Even the most sense person could feel it.
Of course, I'm the dense one, apparently.
Once we all finished, we began to our elevator ride to Mt. Olympus.
And I admit, I screamed.
But in my defense, we all did.
It went up so fast, that we barely had enough time to take a breath. I guess Astra would've said something drastic, had her voice not been occupied by the screaming coming out. Though, not like the rest of us would've heard anyways. When we stopped, we all collapsed on the floor. None of us had any desire to go any further than this.
But we all had to. It was part of the quest.
It wasn't the fact that all of our legs felt like jelly and our voices were hoarse—though that would've made a less embarrassing explanation—it was the fact that once we collapsed, we each saw a camera. It had been hiding on the button panel, and we had total missed it. But of course, it had stopped recording, and we had no doubt that all of Olympus saw three twelve year olds scream their lungs out on a stupid ride to stupid Olympus.
Annabeth was the first to stand up. She soon helped Astra get up, while I was left alone to deal with getting up.
We got ourselves under control and began walking the steps to Olympus. Yes, our legs still felt like jello, but we managed to walk up to the restrooms where we all ran to get a drink. I beat them to the fountain. While I was drinking, I realized it was nectar and I quickly flew back. I hadn't drank a lot, but definitely not a few sips.
The looked at me a bit concerned I explained to them that it was nectar, and that maybe we should drink only a little.
"Yeah," Annabeth agreed,"only a few sips. The nectar will heal us, so we shouldn't need more than that."
Astra nodded her in agreement.
"After the smart people." She smirked.
Annabeth huffed but did get a drink. Then it was Astra.
"I still want water..."she muttered.
"We all do." I said. "But it'll have to wait until we finish. We can't risk scre—I mean that ride again." The two of them nodded, and we all finished the walk there. We didn't feel like the need to collapse anymore, but our mouths were still dry.
Because seriously, that wasn't water. Never was, never will.
We all continued our way to Olympus. There plenty distractions on the way, but we ignored them for the most part. Like, when I saw something, I would stare at it until it was out of my sight. Then another thing came and I stared at it until it was out of my sight.
Fudge ADHD.
The girls seemed to be better off than me,only occasionally glancing at stuff. Astra was muttering about how beautiful everything was, Annabeth was admiring the architecture and I guess trying to com up with an explanation to anything that defied logic. So basically everything.
Everytime Annabeth stumbled upon something that didn't, Astra would say, "It's freaking magic, Annabeth. Don't try to find reason as to how it is. Just deal with it." By the end of it, she had repeated that about ten times.
Though, that didn't include the five she claimed she was thinking in her head.
When we arrived, Annabeth was overjoyed, Astra was calm, and I was thinking about fish. We all soon began walking inside the palace, trying to find the throne room where the Olympians would be argu—discussing about world matters and stuff.
Really hard to believe, right?
Can't blame you.
We soon arrived inside the throne room. When we did, all the Olympians quieted down their discussions and turned to stare at us. It was awkward, really. Especially because Zeus and I were staring at each other. Hera looked like she was ready to stop a fight her husband caused, and the others were just staring.
"So you're the son of my wife, huh?" Zeus growled. The three of us flinched, and the other Olympians etched away from Zeus in their seats, except Hera, who stood her still looked like she wanted to glare at her husband.
"U-um. We-we brought you l-L-lightning bolt and stuff." I stuttered, though I muttered that last part.
Zeus raised one of his eyebrows. "I didn't think you'd actually do it." Though there we both knew he was far from even calling me his step-son.
Annabeth and I looked at Astra, who had it in her backpack. She soon got it out, and it flew to the god's hands.
Beside me, I heard Apollo mutter,"Drama queen..."
Zeus glared at him, silencing Apollo for the meantime.
"Thank you, you three, for returning my Master Bolt. Would you all like something in return?" Zeus asked.
The three of us began to say something. Bonus points if you can guess who said what.
"A gallon of water."
"Cat food."
"A safe way for the three of us to get home."
Zeus took the last one as the best one, and with a flick of his wrist—dude, I think we got over that—he transported us to camp.
When we arrived, we are all in the mess hall. I felt queasy, and I guess the rest felt like that too, but we all held it in because the others had decided that since we came back alive, we succeeded. And we did. I didn't just imagine everything that happened!

When we got back to our respective cabins, I collapsed on the floor. Even if it wasn't comfortable, it was something.
I need to get a bed or something in here.

So, the story isn't finished. I need ideas on who'll take Luke's place as the bad guy. Like seriously, or I won't update.
Okay, I'm being harsh. I just need some ideas. Probably won't update anytime soon after this one, but I will update.
Peace out, have a good Friday.
And, happy birthday, TheAngelOfFandoms.