Disclaimer:
I am not a troll
I leave that to uncle Rick
These peeps are not mine
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"Bruh."
"BrUH"
"BRUH"
"Ok enough spiked punch for you two." I take the plastic cups out of the hands of Percy and Jason. As much as I enjoyed seeing the saviors of Olympus getting hammered out of their minds, this was getting out of hand.
"Ay LEO MAH MAN" Jason slurred, attempting a bro hug, which I dodged before he could knock me over.
"BrUH" Percy attempted between hiccups, "leave our. Hic. Buddy alone" Percy staggered onto Jason, locking him in a drunken, wet, sloppy kiss. I did not need to see that. I bolted as soon as Jason started undoing the button on Percy's jeans. I definitely did not need to see that.
I ran to the other side of the room, closing my eyes as I passed a completely wasted Hazel and Frank about to do the frickle-frackle. Yes, I do still call it that.
Once I reached the other side of the room with my innocence for the most part intact, I sighed in relief, only to be handed a drink that I highly doubted was regular fruit puch.
"Umm... No thanks." I looked to see Annabeth forcing a drink into my hands.
"Shud up an' drink spoilsport." I'm not usually one to give into peer pressure, but an angry Annabeth is a force to contend with. I did not want to see what she could do drunk and pissed.