I still don't own anything except this story, no matter how much I wish I do.
"The Stoll brothers got out first and stayed laughing their heads off. Someone growled."
~Annabeth's POV~
As soon as they saw the salt shakers running around screaming EXTERMINATE, everyone glared at the Stoll brothers who looked just as confused as everyone else. Percy came running out last. As always.
He took one look at the exterminators, and looked at the Stoll brothers in confusion. "Not us," they said in unison. "Wonder who did it. It's a great idea. Although the voices could be better." The salt shakers must have heard them, because they turned towards the group and began shooting from the eggbeater on the front. If the eggbeaters shot lasers, what do the plungers do? It turns out Percy wasn't last. Harry came walking out, still clad in his pajamas. I swear, that kid could sleep through an alien invasion. The few kids who were too tired to dodge the eggbeater shots were disintegrated, or so it seemed. What were they? I would have to ask Chiron later. One of them noticed Harry, who was almost falling asleep. It must have seen how easy it would be to hit him, because it fired at him. Suddenly, a wheezing noise started screeching or of nowhere. The salt shakers screams of exterminate were replaced with "the doctor is detected. Seek, locate, destroy." The doctor? Did that, whatever that is, have something to do with that noise? Speaking of the noise, it was fading out as a British telephone box faded into view. It materialized right over Harry, and I was afraid he'd been crushed. Instead, a man pulled him out the doors by his arm, followed by a short woman with a small head. The man had messy brown hair and a huge chin. He wore a long tweed coat over a white button up shirt and a maroon bow tie. The girl's clothes weren't unusual, but her eyes stuck me for some strange reason. She groaned. "Doctor, you said we were going to Las Vegas. This is a place with dead kids and Daleks. Where are we?" That's what it looked like, at least. The man or "The Doctor" simply grunted and took out some sort of wand-like object. He flicked his wrist and the metal arms enclosed around the top pulled away and the tip glowed green. A strange buzzing sound filled the air for a few seconds, then The Doctor flicked his wrist again and the arms covered the tip once more and it went dark. "Well, they're definitely human," he told her. "The Daleks?" She asked, seeming to be confused. "No! The children," he said as though it were obvious. Finally, I decided to intervene. "Actually, half human." He looked baffled, as though he thought the stick could do anything and everything. "Half human and half what?" he asked like he was dreading the answer. "God."