DAISY || P. Jackson x Fem O/C

1.6 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐨𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐨

 ~⚡~{[CHAPTER SIX]}~⚡~

[Percy Decides to Invade Daisy's Privacy and The Plot Thickens]

THEY PASSED THE Monte Carlo and the MGM. They passed pyramids, a pirate ship and the Statue of Liberty, which was a pretty small replica, but still made Percy homesick. He wasn't sure what they were looking for. Maybe just a place to get out of the heat for a few minutes, find a sandwich and a glass of lemonade, make a new plan for getting west. They must have taken a wrong turn, because they found ourselves at a dead end, standing in front of the Lotus Hotel and Casino.

The entrance was a huge neon flower, the petals lighting up and blinking. No one was going in or out, but the glittering chrome doors were open, spilling out air conditioning that smelled like flowers – lotus blossom, maybe. He'd never smelled one, so he wasn't sure. The doorman smiled at them. "Hey, kids. You look tired. You want to come in and sit down?" He'd learned to be suspicious, the last week or so. He figured anybody might be a monster or a god. You just couldn't tell. But this guy was normal. One look at him, and he could see. Besides, he was so relieved to hear somebody who sounded sympathetic that he nodded and said they'd love to come in. Inside, they took one look around, and Grover said,

"Whoa." The whole lobby was a giant game room. And I'm not talking about cheesy old Pac-Man games or slot machines. There was an indoor water slide snaking around the glass elevator, which went straight up at least forty floors. There was a climbing wall on the side of one building, and an indoor bungee-jumping bridge. There were virtual-reality suits with working laser guns. And hundreds of video games, each one the size of a widescreen TV. Basically, you name it, this place had it. There were a few other kids playing, but not that many. No waiting for any of the games. There were waitresses and snack bars all around, serving every kind of food you can imagine.

"Hey!" a bellhop said. At least Percy guessed he was a bellhop. He wore a white-and-yellow Hawaiian shirt with lotus designs, shorts and flip-flops. "Welcome to the Lotus Casino. Here's your room key." Percy stammered,

"Um, but..."

"No, no," he said, laughing. "The bill's taken care of. No extra charges, no tips. Just go on up to the top floor, room 4001. If you need anything, like extra bubbles for the hot tub, or skeet targets for the shooting range, or whatever, just call the front desk. Here are your LotusCash cards. They work in the restaurants and on all the games and rides." He handed them each a green plastic credit card. Percy knew there must be some mistake. Obviously he thought they were some millionaire's kids. But he took the card and said, "How much is on here?" His eyebrows knit together.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, when does it run out of cash?" He laughed.

"Oh, you're making a joke. Hey, that's cool. Enjoy your stay." They took the elevator upstairs and checked out their room. It was a suite with three separate bedrooms and a bar stocked with candy, sodas and crisps. A hotline to room service. Fluffy towels and waterbeds with feather pillows. A big-screen television with satellite and high-speed Internet. The balcony had its own hot tub and, sure enough, there was a skeet-shooting machine and a shotgun, so you could launch clay pigeons right out over the Las Vegas skyline and plug them with your gun.

Percy didn't see how that could be legal, but he thought it was pretty cool. The view over the Strip and the desert was amazing, though he doubted they'd ever have time to look at the view with a room like that.