Percy Jackson Truth or Dare!

There's a Swiftie Among Us... And a YOLOer

Percy's P.O.V:
"PERCY! YOU MUST BE FANCY AND CHOOSE EITHER TRUTH OR DARE!"

Hmm... Well, we haven't had a lot of truths... (A/N: Shut up Percy)

"TRUTH!"

Everyone else stared at Abby, waiting to see what she would do.

"Hmm... Lets see... There's that... Minus three... Add 21... GOT IT! WHAT FANDOMS ARE YOU A PART OF!"

Oh gods... She did maths!

Well, not that, but I really don't want to lose my Man-card.

"Um... Just one... I-I'm-"

"OH JUST SPIT IT OUT!" Will yells. "IT WON'T BE THAT BAD!"

"I'M A SWIFTIE!"

Everyone went silent. They stared at me.

"... I take that back. It is that bad. (No offense to any Swifties out there) "

"Whats a Swif-"

"SHH HAZEL! WE'RE GLARING!"

Hazel shut up, and after a few seconds. Jason stretches out his hand.

"You know the bro code."

I sighed, and place my card in his hand.

"... You're kidding? You actually made man-cards?"

"Hey! We have to keep our stats in check! You think guys just sit around, eating pizza and playing video games."

All the girls nodded.

"Hey, thats like, a date between me and Leo."

We look to Leo.

"... Is it that low?"

"Yes"

He sighs, and hands over his man-card.

"Anyone else?" Jason asks.

No-one speaks. Not for a while. Then, a hand appears, hovering in the air LIKE A DAM UFO *cough* ok.

"Nico? You have something to say?"

He nods.

"I live by YOLO. I YOLO. I lick the icing off poptarts and throw them in the bin. I have a cat. AND I SASS!"

He slammed his man-card into Jason's hand, and glares at everyone.

He clicked his fingers.

"OH YOU WANNA GO BRO?" Rebecca yells, clicking like a mad crab.

"Ok, ok, calm down sis. I just want to dare... Hmm... WILL!"

"Yes?"

"Truth or Dare?"

"Um... Dare?"

Percy grinned. "Hehehe... Ok... I dare you to throw this onto the ground." He pulled out a white, decorated ball.

Will took it, cautiously, and examined it.

"Juuuust chuck it on the ground."

He looked at Percy suspisiously, but he slammed it on the ground.

Will's P.O.V:

" *CHOUGCHOUGH* PERCY WHAT THE- *CHOUGH* -WHAT WAS THAT?! *CHOUGHCHOUGHCHOUGH* OH GODSWHEREAMI?!"

As the green smoke left, he realized he was not in the Cabin. In fact, he was on top of Thalia's tree.

"PERCY! YOU'RE DEAD! WHAT WAS THAT?" I screamed.

He saw a speck of Percy stepping out of his Cabin. "SMOKE BOMB!"

"SMOKE BOMB? THAT DOESN'T EVEN EXIST!"

"IT DOES NOW!" Gracie yelled, and he saw a flicker of movement by the door.

"OH GREAT! FANTASTIC! NOW HOW DO I GET DOWN?"

I looked at the ground. The sight so far away made me dizzy.

"FORGOT ABOUT THAT PART!"

"YOU-" I cursed at him in Greek. I started to try and climb down, but I got stuck a couple of meters down.

I heard a poof behind me.

"SURPRISE!" Gracie screamed in my ear. I would have fallen off the branch if she hadn't threw another bomb down.

Result? I face-planted on the stone ground.

"Ha ha, very funny Percy. Have you written your will?"

"Yes, in fact, I have." He did one of those I-want-your-attention-so-give-me-your-dam-attention coughs, and proudly said.

"I, Percy the Krill, dedicate my will to, my imagination."

We stared at him.

Then laughed.

Annabeth punched him. "Seaweed Brain."

"Aww, but I worked so hard on it."

"Percy, you took two seconds to make that."

"You don't know that, Gracie."

"YOU ASKED ME TO HELP YOU WITH IT!"

"Oh yeeeeah."