#we went to apollo burger

[milesdadworth]

eat your hamburgers, apollo

[asuyaka]

Guess who's back for that monthly movie list requesting? That's right, your favorite Satosugu sucker!💃💃

All jokes aside tho, I am in some *desperate* need of quality Yuji content that doesn't involve my boy getting yeet'en around like a ragdoll in Shibuya😔

So here is my prompt for today!

Yuji has a rich boyfie(reader) who is like- deadass the hottest thing to exist ever since Apollo, and they just love to spoil Yuji rotten in shape and form possible, being basically that dreamy kind of lover that gives their partners royalty treatment lol

Like, Reader is very gentle and soft with Yuji and isn't afraid of expressing their love and devotion to him, buying him expensive gifts, taking him to all sorts of dates and indulging in whatever couple activities Yuji proposes, cuddling with him on the couch, giving him those affectionate kisses(cheeks, forehead, the tip of the nose, back of the hand, whatever's in the menu) and just overall the definition of perfect lover you'd see in the books: fashionable, romantic, chivalrous, flirty, teasing and fun to have around. Also for the sake of simplicity, let's just say that Reader is a sorcerer as well.

I am a shameless simp if it wasn't obvious already, also if it isn't much of a bother- could you maybe write a bonus scene where Yuji shows up to Jujutsu Tech with some jewelry(could be a necklace, a pair of wristbands or one of those simple golden earrings) that Reader bought him the day before and Nobara, being Nobara, immediately notices the clearly expensive accessory and confronts Yuji about it, only for the boy to bluntly say something like "oh, my boyfriend gave it to me", cue to Nobara and Megumi swarming Yuji with questions cus they had no idea Yuji could bag someone, let alone someone who had enough money to buy something that you'd only see someone like Gojo wearing so casually.

Sincerely, '🌈' Anon.

★ - wowie you guys really like the rich reader troupe huh,,,

☆ - Yuuji Itadori x Rich! Male Reader!

You spritzed a bottle of Eros Versace on your wrists, rubbing the scent on your neck and behind your ear. Slipping on a pair of sneakers and making your way to the park where you and your boyfriend, Itadori Yuuji, decided to meet up.

You were taking him out on a date to celebrate your one-year anniversary, a date Yuuji excitedly texted you about at twelve in the morning.

"[Name]!" Itadori exclaimed, crushing you in a tight hug as soon as he spotted you walking into the park. You smiled as your boyfriend lifted you off the ground and spun you around, putting you back on the floor with a smile that rivaled the sun. "Happy anniversary—wow, you smell good! Is that a new cologne?"

You kissed his hand. "Happy anniversary, prince. It is a new cologne, I ordered it yesterday just for the occasion."

Yuuji blushed at the pet name, averting his eyes when you intertwined his hand in yours. "So, um, where are we going? Telling me to dress 'casual' doesn't explain anything."

Itadori was wearing a black jacket over a white zip-up hoodie with a black cross in the middle, paired with black jeans and a pair of red Converse.

"I'm not spoiling the rest of the date, but I will tell you that we're going to a mall."

Yuuji perked up. "A mall? Sweet!" He squeezed your hand as the two of you walked to a nearby mall, humming occasionally as your boyfriend ranted about everything that happened the past week.

The trip to the mall was an excuse to spoil Yuuji. Anything he wanted, he got. If he looked at an item for too long, you bought it. If he expressed any kind of positive emotion towards something, it was his. Hell, if he asked, you'd try buying the entire mall just for him because it was what your prince deserved.

Hoodies, zip-ups, shirts, pants, rings, necklaces, matching plushies, cologne—something similar to yours but not exactly so he smelt like you— and hats. Whatever your boy wanted he got.

After spending at least ten thousand yen at the mall, you went to a small burger chain Yuuji loved for a lunch break. Seeing him happy as he ate... three burgers brought a smile to your face, especially when he was concerned at your minimal order of french fries and ice cream.

Discreetly, you bought a bouquet of lithiasis flowers, tulips, and white roses; surprising him when he walked out of the burger place.

"Oh my God," Yuuji flushed, taking the flowers and pressing a kiss on your lips. "You're so sweet, babe, I love you so much."

"Lithiasis flowers mean an everlasting bond, tulips mean deep love, and roses just mean love." You kissed Yuuji's cheek, a smile on your face as the tips of his ears tinted red. "I love you too, Dear. Happy anniversary, and much more to come."

Yuuji sniffled. "[Name], I'm going to start crying if you keep this up— I promise you."

You giggled and kissed his cheek again. "As long as they're tears of happiness, prince, I think we'll be okay."

That made Yuuji audibly keen, wrapping his hands around your waist and putting his head in the crook of your neck. "You're so perfect... what did I do to deserve you?"

You patted your boyfriend's hair as you kissed the crown of his head. "You did nothing but exist, prince. I'll always love you, no matter what happens. You'll always be the love of my life."

You meant it too. You couldn't love anyone else like you loved Yuuji, and Yuuji couldn't love anyone else like he loved you. You were two peas in a pod, always together, no matter the circumstances.

"Where the fuck did you get that?" Nobara pointed at the Kirby sweater her friend was wearing. The Kirby sweater that she knew was over nine-thousand yen the last time she checked (which was two days ago).

"Huh?" Yuuji looked down at his hoodie before smiling. "Oh, my boyfriend got it for me!"

Megumi looked at the pink-haired boy from over the couch. "Boyfriend?" He and Nobara said in unison.

"...yeah? My boyfriend got it for me for our anniversary! It's super comfy, probably my favorite hoodie other than my yellow one!"

"Yuuji," Nobara started, "It's not April first, and you're a shit liar. C'mon, tell me where you got the hoodie from because I know you don't have nine thousand yen as pocket money."

"Dude I'm being so serious! You believe me, right Fushiguro?"

Megumi shrugged. "Not really."

Itadori gasped. "I told you guys like three days ago I was going on a date!"

"Yeah, with yourself." Nobara rolled her eyes. "Now stop lying and tell me where you got it from! Did Gojo-sensei buy it for you? I knew he had favorites but I always thought it was Megumi 'cause, you know, he's his dad and everything."

"Gojo-sensei isn't my dad." Megumi interrupted.

"Yeah, and I'm Jennifer fucking Lawrence."

"Don't disrespect Jennifer like that!"

Nobara groaned. "Yuuji, I swear on everything I love if you don't tell me where you got that and all the other expensive shit in your closet I'm hammering your hand to a wall."

"I told you already, my boyfriend got it for me!" Yuuji exclaimed, pulling out his phone to show them a picture he had taken on his anniversary.

Megumi stared with a blank expression. "It's photoshop."

"It's not fucking— do you want me to call him right now?"

"Sure, call this so-called 'boyfriend' of yours. We all know your charisma is horrible, Yuuji."

Itadori pouted as he clicked on your contact. "My charisma isn't horrible," he muttered, putting the phone on speaker as the call rang.

You picked up on the first ring. "Prince? I just woke up, apologies if my voice sounds weird, but did you need me for something?"

"Yeah, remember when we had our anniversary three days ago?"

"...yes?"

"Just checking, you bought me that Kirby hoodie from Hot Topic right? With all the other stuff I put in my closet?"

"I did, is the hoodie not to your liking anymore? I can go buy a new one if you want."

Yuuji stared at his friends surprised expressions, a smug grin forming on his face. "No, I just wanted to make sure. Sorry for bothering you, go back to sleep!"

His boyfriend laughed on the other end. "Alright, love. I'll call you when I wake up, good night."

Yuuji kissed into the mic. "Sweet dreams, I love you!"

"I love you too, Dear." He ended the call and placed his phone back on the table. "I fucking told you so."

"Where the hell did you find a guy that has Gojo-sensei money?!" Kugisaki yelled, pointing an accusing finger in Yuuji's face.

"Where did you find a guy who can sit through you talk about the Human Eathworm?"

Yuuji crossed his arms. "You guys are acting like I'm ugly or something!"

A silence stretched and his friends looked the other way. "Well... you aren't exactly good looking that's for sure."

"Shut the fuck up, Kugisaki!"

"You wanna go? Don't think just because you have a ten-thousand yen worth hoodie on I won't beat the shit out of you!"

"I thought it was nine-thousand?" Megumi asked.

"Shut up Fushiguro!"

[canadianlucifer]

Ok so I've got some extra thoughts on the turnabout ghoul au that's probably never gonna be explored in full but I still really wanna talk about them so here we go:

Godot is a half ghoul because he was cared for by the same asshole doctor as Edgeworth except that there was a genuine reason to preform the operation. Everyone had thought that it would be impossible for a human to survive the poisoning, but a ghoul would certainly survive so...

I don't know if I should straight up make that doctor Kano or not. I mean, it'd make sense and it's not like there's any doctors in aa aside from those who are dead ("hotti" does NOT count)

Franziska is a ghoul of course, but is still allowed to travel and work as a prosecutor and be free prior to ghoul legalization purely because "nobody can prove anything", she argues that just because her father is a ghoul it doesn't mean she is too, her mother could have been human (she was not.) The CCG can't get close enough to her to preform any tests, she just whips them away

I have been debating and going back and forth between whether or not I should make Trucy a born half ghoul. On the one hand, it'd be funny for Phoenix to panic at first and genuinely consider stealing meat from corpses to feed her before realizing that she can still eat other things. On the other hand, since Apollo is 100% human that means Zak was a ghoul and Thalassa... well, cannibalized. Or I could make Apollo a half human that might actually be interesting... ok now I'm thinking about Zak being human and Thalassa struggling to eat a burger for Trucy hold on- let's move onto the next point

When Kristoph was arrested for the murder of Shadi Smith, he was going to be sent to normal jail until Phoenix pulled the guards aside and said "Hey uhhh, the CCG should handle this one actually" bc there's no chance in hell he didn't know. News and such still states publicly that he went to jail and not cochlea to protect his brother's public image

Klavier was approached by the CCG almost immediately after the trial and he already accepted that he was gonna be killed, but was pleasantly surprised when after spending only a week in corniculum he was released and free to go, albeit with an investigator supervising him (I'm thinking the drummer or something for the Gavinners could fill that role...) for the next ~2 months (ending before the Kitaki trial). Ghoul laws recently changed, so recent that Klavier hadn't heard yet. Ghouls were subject to investigation, but if the investigation turned up clean, then they were given a pardon, put on a watch list, and were free to go. Of course, it's incredibly rare that happens, Klavier just happened to get lucky with choosing not to kill and he had Phoenix to advocate for him and make sure the CCG weren't being the corrupt bastards they are

I am so early into dual destinies that I haven't even reached the trial for the second case yet, but I do kinda wanna make Athena a ghoul. Can't say for certain yet

[lafseanchai]

Today started nice and cozy, but wow it has ended in total suckage.

I had a slow cozy day hanging out with the greyhound Apollo that I was dog sitting, and doing a few things around the house. Then I went to the comics club meeting and that was fun and relaxing.

As I was just getting ready to head out, my dad text me, asking me to call him. He was doing his normal gruff check in, "you alive?" "I called you, so yeah." He gave me some advice for my furnace now that the weather is getting to get cold. That was fine and cool.

Then he was like, "Oh, and one more thing. You're gonna vote Republican/conservative in November"

My stomach dropped and I just said, "I am not having this conversation."

"We don't have to have a discussion, but you'll vote Republican, right?"

"Okay, fine, we'll have this discussion. You know I won't. The Republicans want people like me and so many of my friends gone. I would like to have a livable planet for the future. And the Republicans aren't going to do that "

"oh, you know that isn't true"

By this point I have started crying cuz I have been scared about the election, and crying is my stress response.

Dad goes and tries to tell me to not cry, to have a thicker skin, that it was a joke.

"It's a joke until it's not! You've heard the things Trump and the Republicans have been saying. You've got to have heard what they are saying in project 2025,"

"oh that's not Trump"

"it's the people that follow him! And if the Republicans get into power, who knows what will happen"

I am not 100% sure what I said to end the call but it was something like "this is why I didn't want to have this conversation, it always goes this way." And Dad saying something about how yeah we won't have the discussion, but that the family loves me and will always take care of me.

I hung up and threw the phone down and cry screamed for a bit.

Then I started driving, blasting music and yelling lyrics and half formed sentences of frustration.

I headed towards the rainbow house cuz I knew they'd let me vent and give me a hug which is what I needed.

I also got Culver's and absolutely just rage ate that burger, fries and custard. This is not a great coping mechanism, I need to figure out how to not eat my feelings. It is something I am working on.

I was feeling better after petting the critters at the rainbow house and getting some validation on my feelings, a hug, and just letting me ramble vent.

Then Dad text me again saying he hoped I wasn't upset with him.

My automatic response was to be like, "no it's fine", but I did not send that text. I sent a much longer text explaining that it sucks that he pushed when I said I wasn't going to discuss politics, it sucks that I am not allowed to bring up politics cuz it upsets people, but that he and everyone else can "joke' about it. About how he did raise me to care about people and the environment and society, but apparently now that concern I have changed shape from what he expected it to be when I was younger, it was suddenly not okay. I said that yeah, I am upset, but I am going to process my feelings and be okay. But it still sucks.

I followed it up with that I did love him, but I also know we're too damn alike in our reactions so he better not beat himself up about this, just think on things. Cuz I was already feeling bad that I had said all that, but I wanted to be honest instead of skinning over a wound and letting it fester.

THEN.

I got into the house, and every goddamn light on the main floor was on, there were dirty dishes in the sink, stuff all over the dining room table. And the roommate in her room, door closed, lights off, apparently asleep.

I have had several conversations about how dirty dishes in the sink are one of my biggest pet peeves, especially when the dishwasher is like two steps from the sink. Just put them in there. I have said to make sure the lights are turned off when you're not in the room, and especially when you go to sleep for the night, cuz there is no point to having them on.

So I am just extra pissed off now.

I have been going between crying and just being mad for a while, though Jax coming to sit on my torso and purr for a bit did help.

Dad just text me back and said, "sleep well my child" and I said "you too"

So hopefully he does think on what I said and doesn't beat himself up, cuz I am trying not to beat myself up for actually saying something instead of trying to be nice.

[rivertakis]

i started the final apollo justice game, spirit of justice, and i just finished case 2 and wanna ramble about it so here we go

nahyuta is def unique compared to the previous prosecutors. he doesn't feel as aggressive physically, and his cutting remarks are generally hella funny. i looooved the fact that he went to some popular burger joint, or when he quoted greetings like "how do you do sir" and "whats crackalackin"

that shit cracked me up so hard, i just imagined him saying it with the straightest face and ohmygod i almost choked

hes also super pretty and has suuuch a nice design??? i genuinely love it and cant wait to see what the fuck his deal with apollo is

as for the general case though, that was really interesting. at first i didnt like bonny/betty at all, but then they grew on me and at the end of the case, i loved them. the actual breakdown was so fucking coool!!!! i loved it so much, it definitely left a mark on me

so yeah, im having tons of fun so far :))

[katblu42]

Days 6 and 7

Okay, so for those of you following along at home, I'm sorry to say that I have fallen behind in my adventure updates!

Day 6 was a fairly quiet one - last day of the Comic Con, and my fandom friends mostly had tickets for today (but no spare), so I had a quiet morning before meeting up with one of said friends when she was done re-visiting the dealers she wanted to return to.

We walked along the foreshore, had a lazy lunch watching the ducks and went back to the houseboat to wait for the others to return.

She forced me (not really - she asked me) to show her some TAG episodes. She was extremely impressed, particularly with the detail of the sets, but also with the show as a whole.

The day ended with a final Con night dinner for the whole fandom gang out in La Mesa (where our organiser lives). Then it was time to say goodbyes as members of the group would be flying out to their home towns across the US the following day.

Day 7 was a road trip to LA!

This was another surprise sprung on me last minute by the fandom friends. Four of us took the 2 hour trip up the freeway to Los Angeles.

First stop was a surprise for one of our party who is a big fan of the show Emergency.

A lot of the location shots for the show, including every time the vehicles left the station, were filmed here.

We were all content to just take a few pictures of the outside, but one of the firefighters who works here heard/saw us and invited us in for a tour! (This seems to happen a lot! And the station is not busy as a general rule.)

The place has barely changed since the '70's when the show was being filmed, so it was actually very cool to wander through and see things I recognised from watching the show as a kid. We even signed the visitors book.

Next stop was the California Science Center in Exhibition Park so one of our party could see the space shuttle Endeavor.

It was very cool to see it up close! And there were capsules from the Mercury, Gemini and Apollo missions on display (amongst many other interesting things!) too.

Our next stop was Little Tokyo for our remaining 2 road trippers to explore the stores there looking for anime related merch, memorabilia, soundtracks and treasures. There were a few interesting finds made but not much deemed worthy of purchase.

I did spy a Voltron figure - one with the 5 lions that join together - which I've wanted to get hold of for ages. But at US$699 I decided it was going to stay up on that high shelf!

Little Tokyo also hosts the memorial to Colonel Ellison Onizuka.

Next stop, lunch! The others decided I needed to try an In-N-Out burger. Not bad. Definitely on the high end of the quality scale for cheap and cheerful!

We drove through Griffith Park, and down palm tree lined streets in Beverly Hills before a stop around dusk to check out the neon lights in Little China. Dinner was fish tacos at Rubios, then began the long drive back to San Diego.

Made it back to my hotel before midnight, but not by much!

[kcowgill]

lol

Hocrap, switching meds knocked me on my tuchus. I had to call off of work a few days. And was grouchy and irritable for a few days after that.

And THEN...

So the kids’ spring break was this past week. My wife’s been itching to get out. Since my son’s a freshman in high school she realized we’ll only have a few more opportunities for taking little vacations. So off we went!

We took a mini road trip to Louisville, Kentucky. Why? Why not! It was a few hours drive, and we’ve gone there before but only briefly, so we wanted to enjoy it a bit more. With our dogs.

We drove down on Wednesday. Packed light - only two large dog crates and barely enough clothing to last (AirBnB had laundry, so...) Everything fit on top of my car in my rooftop “car bag” (IDK what else to call it). Big dogs in the rear cargo area with a couple of cushy beds, Riley in the backseat with the kids.

Get down there, unpack, order some food for pickup, but it was dark and where we were staying had some severe weather damage - street lights out, stoplights completely nonfunctional, etc. So getting to pick up the food in the dark was not fun.

Next day we hit up the Louisville Slugger museum for the factory tour, and went to a place for lunch called Mussels and Burgers. I went in thinking I’d get a burger, but wound up with a plate of mussels. The whole rest of the day I could only smell the distinctive smell of the baseball bat factory (like burned wood? Unsure) and could only hear Men at Work’s “Down Under”* song running through my head.

The next day we realized Louisville is only a couple hours from Cincinnati, so why not pop by and visit my dad and stepmom? So we did! With the dogs.

We found a dog park with SO MUCH ROOM TO RUN. And they did! With a new friend “Daisy”, a tiny little 11 month old french pug? The bad news? Dog park was MUDDY. So we tried to figure out how to clean up three muddy dogs on Good Friday. Finally found a tractor supply store with DIY dog wash stations, so off we went! Riley went straight up into the tub, Apollo wanted nothing to do with it. Boomer eventually got into the tub with Riley, and somehow my wife wrangled Apollo into the other tub. I washed Riley who was easy - short hair, less mud, smaller surface area, more compliant. My wife washed Apollo, and started drying him before I figured out how to turn on the hose, but as she was drying him realized his butt was still muddy. Anyhow we both finally finished, got the dogs mostly dried, paid, and went to my dad’s place to hangout in their apartment building lobby which (as we’d already determined) the dogs could also hang out in. And ordered pizza for takeout.

Few hours back to Louisville in time to turn in for the night, wake up SUPER early to drive back to Chicago to get my son to his friends noon birthday party (oy!) and I slept the rest of the day because I hardly slept at all the night before.

And all I have to show for all of this are these few lousy pictures.

My wife & kids got more pictures so as soon as I can grab those I’ll post them here for y’all.

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* Why? Because I also got mussels when we went to Brussels a few years back, and as we all know Brussels and mussels is a double whammy for this lyric:

Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six-foot-four and full of muscle

[heaven-s-black-box]

Deathless- ensemble

Return to File- Event Masterlist

Recovery date: July 17th, 2020

Description: nobody dies AU

Notes: An entry from my 2020 research project into the universe of Ace Attorney. You can find the next entry here.

Word count: 826

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“Franziska? Have you se-”

“Did you lose more evidence?”Mia asked, laughing from her desk.

“Wha?! I- no, I just put it down, and it’s not where I left it,” Miles stumbled over his words.

“I have it brother. You left it on my desk when you went to talk to your boyfriend,” Franziska sighed, waving the file around.

“He is not my boyfriend!” Miles yelled. Then the door opened, and everyone turned.

“Hey, is Mr.Edgeworth here right now? Our new guy is here,” Ray said, as he poked his head in.

“Father’s out investigating. What do you mean our new guy?” Franziska asked, frowning at her lack of information.

Ray laughed, before opening the door all the way and walking in. Behind him, was a boy with horns, who looked completely star struck.

“Hey kid, you gonna introduce yourself?”

“Uh, right! Sorry. I’m Apollo Justice and as of today I’ll be a part of this office! It’s a pleasure to meet you all!” The boy yelled, causing everyone to wince.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Miles said, extending his hand. “I’m Miles Edgeworth, this is Mia Fey, and that’s Franziska von Karma. You’ve already met Raymond Sheilds and my father, Gregory Edgeworth, I’m assuming.”

“Yes! Thank you!” Another knock came from the door.

“Hello everyone, look who I fou- Oh Apollo, hello. I wasn’t expecting you till later,” Gregory said, as he entered the office.

“Ah, sorry. I got here a little early and Mr. Shields told me to come up.”

“Hey Mr.Edgeworth, the foods getting cold!” A girl's voice yelled from outside the office. Then two heads popped around the corner. “Hey sis!” The girl yelled.

“Maya, Phoenix. Did you two bring food?” Mia asked, standing up to greet her sister and friend by the door.

“Yes ma’am,” Phoenix said, “We were told you were getting a new member, so we thought a group lunch would be nice.”

“Alright, bring the food over here,” Ray called, from where he had cleared a table. “I wanna get to know Pollo.”

They set up, and passed out drinks and burgers for everyone. Phoenix was introduced to Apollo as Miles’s best friend since grade school, a part time assistant here at the Edgeworth and co. law office, and an aspiring actor. He also found out that Maya was Mia’s sister, and had a tendency to get accused of murder. “You aren’t officially part of this office until you've defended her,” Mia had laughed.

“So how ‘bout you?” Maya asked, around a mouthful of burger. “What’s your story?”

“Ah, it’s kind of long.” 

“We have time,”Maya cut in, and everyone nodded.

 “Well, back when I was younger, I met an amazing defense attorney. He saved me and my dad, actually you might have heard of him. His name is Dhurke Sahdmadhi from the kingdom of Khura’in,” Mia and Maya choked on their drinks. But they didn’t say anything, so he continued. “Anyway we were supposedly dead, so until that was cleared up, we were stuck in Khura’in. When we came back to LA, it turned out my mom had remarried, and had a daughter with her new husband. But, long story short, he was a bit of a dick and she still loved my dad, so they got a divorce and she married my dad again. And that’s it…”

“That sounds like quite the adventure,” Phoenix said, “How old are you again?”

“I’m twenty two, oh and I did work at the Gavin law office before this. That’s abou-”

“Wait! Gavin law office? As in Kristoph Gavin who forged evidence?” Franziska asked in disbelief. She always kept an eye on cases of forged evidence, she never wanted anything like what happened with her father to happen again.

“Uh, ya?”

She pulled him into a hug, “You poor thing.” Apollo looked rightfully confused, as the rest of the office snickered.

“So, any other friends?” Gregory asked.

“Hm, I have a friend from middle school. His name’s Clay Terran, he’s doing astronaut training. He’ll hopefully be joining the HAT-2 mission,” Apollo hummed. He wouldn’t normally talk this much about himself, but he figured it would be best if his boss knows this stuff.

“HAT-2? Oh, do you know Dr. Cykes?” Gregory asked.

“I’ve met her a few times, why?”

“We consult her ever now and then,” Ray said. “Nice lady. I think her daughter is in school to become a defense lawyer, isn’t she?”

Gregory nodded, “I’ve already offered her an internship here if it interested her.”

Maya looked up, and her eyes nearly bulged out of her skull. “Shit! Nick, we need to go or you’ll miss the audition!”

“Huh?” He looked up at the clock, “Shit! Sorry, we have to run, it was nice meeting you Apollo. Bye Miles, Bye everyone!” He yelled as him and Maya ran out the door. It was silent before Franziska spoke up.

“Not your boyfriend huh?”

“Shut up!”

[sme7ktjun]

The shimmer ain glitter

Chandelier would be nice to have a meal from big five, just a burger of 1,50 and French fries.

Not to forget the American dressing or should I call it mayonnaise, those cinge ov rappers would hate on me without even knowing me.

Back to stage three, their my shit is at least what they told me. I’m your crap shit me out then you’ll be free. Is what I’m coding for him because he DIDN get any of the T.

I broke the ice breaker with can we have a hot cup of tea, he glans eyed where both of them immediately knew what I implied by a hot cup of tea.

Probably the shit gang Taylor swift’s bang boomerang would make him disagree. Him the D.

The other D was lost on the way to the D.. ate.

I still waiteight eight eight. I acclimasly said bruh you’re not lost here I am where we’re almost there.

Anyway why should I talk about the shorty and the D. Where yea when I said Daddy he got hard and well then don’t ask me, that’s the magic.

The shorty D would say it did work you know I saw him growing.

Later that night/before we went to the D

We were in a study room where he wanted to discuss not to discuss but to debate, which is why everybody hates schools and anything they cannot be.

Me on the other hand, have my ways. And when it ends, it’s your fault because no harm was made. God made me and suddenly I knew Dlny what was what I liked most of him was not that he also had a lot of piercings, which I do but he would be pain Dana one of the Anunaki. The thing he said was God DOESN make mistakes. I’m owning it for now because you want all of my what should I call them, the ones you send towards me always end up in broadway. Which is?

Broad thinking, small cries, happy little feet, mom dies, she’ll still be there but without your eyes. So think, think outside the box, there she goes another milliondolla idea. A movie, une film and not to forget the Cobra. Done with your wishful thinking and end your semester with “she said she loves my lolli she love my lollipop” interlude ofcourse. But it’s p right?

The question is already the answer where when you must have to be on your own side well let whom else you believe in deccxide, no apologies to all of the lies. Still happy in my Versace, porn version of it but whatever. First had a sunglasses that would be too heavy for my neck to even hold. Judge just file the whole Arriva company for that price of just to get some glory back to our Apollo the 6th. We did put it there as magic, his family already does blame him for the unhappy, all of his earnings there as well as after the identity theft made money is still right to own. For what?

For stop giving a fuck, that’s how much YALL want him to be under control in stead of in control. Now zip it children listen this him.

Get me back at eight. You write that cause calculating does the dog. The cat DOESN know where the fah a m

The chandelier in Nobuhiko Obayashi’s ハウス Hausu (1977).

[the-scrappy-stinger]

OH SHIT, RIGHT, KitKat Jesus! Let's see how he's doing.

It starts with a job application call-back. Write-back. This guy's going to cook at the Goryokaku-Tei, THE Goryokaku-Tei, and we... don't really know who he is other than his curry restaurant isn't doing great.

But he does give us a flashback to when he went to Goryokaku-Tei as a little kid... and hated it, because he was like 10 and he wanted his goddamn chicken nuggies. And guess who's there causing a scene?

He looks like a thick-eyebrow'd Apollo Justice.

Well, this dude's about to be disappointed.

So, following a wave of dissatisfied applicants, the guy makes a big batch of grandma's curry and presents it to the head chef of the non-Japanese cooking branch.

So he doesn't pass, obviously. So he leaves to go throw himself off a bridge until he catches the smell of curry on the wind coming from a local food truck. He has a bowl and enjoys the hell out of it, and then as he's settin' up to jump again...

I'm not doing fewer isolated panels on purpose! This volume is a LOT of padding, so the pages where something happens just tend to isolate themselves. Kitakata talks for a while about how they did market research to find that people mostly just want to eat the curry they ate in school when they were kids. While Kitakata and the guy talk a while, we learn that Big Chef Bad Boss is one of those chefs that changes the recipe depending on who's eating, giving his richer customers better food. Kitakata... doesn't hear this part, but he seems to know it's happening anyway because apparently it happens to him a lot. He rolls out with... guy. I am almost certain we do NOT know this guy's name unless it's written in Japanese in the panels somewhere. Either way, they roll out for revenge on the motorcyle.

After pulling "We don't need no stinking badges" on the sous chef, KitKat is given the test. The chef sabotages him by giving him a single hour to cook instead of two, so KitKat manages by giving the curry meat a dry rub and microwaving the vegetables to soften them. It's delicious and he passes. While he (and the nameless dude for some reason) get hired, Big Bad Evil Boss Guy plans to give them grunt work, underpay them, and force them to quit while he makes nice with the rich customers.

First task: PEEL MANY POTATOES. IN ONE HOUR.

You know I read a fairy tail like this once...

SO KitKat is so badass at cooking that he works there for a MONTH, and the Big Evil Bad Boss Guy decides to make him the new sous chef. If he can pull off the menu, evil shitty sous chef is fired. Nameless curry guy is... around. Somewhere.

So the evil sous chef bribes nameless curry guy into sabotaging the food. But KitKat finds out, because of course he does.

So sous chef, whose name is Nimi by the way, and KitKat yell at each other for a few minutes until they decide to settle this the only way they know how.

Nameless curry guy also apologizes and KitKat is mad, but not mad enough to focus on it. It's time for the DEEP FRIED BURGER BATTLE!

Nimi uses all the best ingredients and makes high-class cuisine fried meat. KitKat makes a meat-and-potato croquette. KitKat wins because he used kitchen leftovers and made very plain filling food, whereas Nimi's was so delicious nobody could finish it.

I'm not making that up.

And THIS is why he's KitKat Jesus.

So Nimi decides to quit, but as he's moving out...

He spots conspiracy! The chefs want KitKat Jesus to lead their crusade against the corrupt and capitalist Big Head Bad Chef Dude Guy. KitKat's like "Why are you telling me that?!" and the chefs are like "but he's meeaan!"

Yeah me too, buddy.

Basically KitKat makes them swear loyalty to his cause and they plot how they're gonna fuck over Bad Chef Bad Dude Guy Bad. Meanwhile Nimi tattles. Mea-

... meanwhile.

... I'm gonna RUN OUT OF PICTURES- okay so to sum up fast. Bad Bag Big Bad Boss Guy invites over a bunch of rich dudes and the menu is fancy shit.

And instead, KitKat and the Oath of the Knife staff serve them the plain menu with the boring and less-good stuff normal customers eat. Then Nimi comes in with his own menu like "Behold, I have made the proper menu" but he made it all different and low-fat because all of the rich bigwigs are old and get indigestion.

MAN he's getting a lot of Jesus light this arc.

Big Big Bad Bad Boss Boss is not fired, and KitKat hangs around to check on the newest developments...

And curry guy just kind of melts into the background, I guess.

Arc length: kind of 10 chapters, because it's continuing into the next one. But this one says End, so we'll put a pin in it for now.

[p1325]

Here's the list of the movies I used: Sneakerella, Encanto, Disenchanted, Bros, Strange World, Turning Red, Lightyear, Hocus Pocus 2, Thor: Love and Thunder, Piggy, Do Revenge, The Lost City, Spirited, The Fabelsman, Zombies 3, Rise, Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers, All three versions of Pinocchio, Crush, The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent, Barbarian, Not Okay, Fire Island, Sex Appeal, The Princess, Alien, No Exit, See How They Run, The Valet, Death on the Nile, Brahmāstra: Part One – Shiva, I Want You Back, Violent Night, The Ice Age Adventures of Buck Wild, Fresh, Cheap By The Dozen, God's Crooked Lines, Slumberland, Persuasion, Luckiest Girl Alive, The School for Good and Evil, Scrooge: A Christmas Carol, The Noel Diary, Senior Year, Enola Holmes 2, Falling For Christmas, Along for the Ride, Spiderhead, The Adam Project, Incantation, Jaula, Hotel Transylvania 3, Prey for the Devil, Troll, The In Between, Avatar 2, Lou, Rainbow, The Good Nurse, Blackout, The Gray Man, 365:This Day, One Piece Movie, The Privilege, Carter, Hustle, The Weekend, Night at the Museum: Kahmunrah Rises Again, Athena, A Perfect Pairing, The Swimmers, Brazen, Hello Goodbye and Everything in Between, The Man from Toronto, Mr. Harrigan's Phone, Me Time, Uncharted, Puss in Boots: The Last Wish, Morbius, Interceptor, Windfall, 20th Century Girl, Code Name: Emperor, The Northman, Medieval, Royalteen, End of the Road, Love Tactics, Love & Gelato, Halloween Ends, Glass Onion: A Knives Out Mystery, Tall Girl 2, The Takedown, Rescued by Ruby, Wendell & Wild, Through My Window, The Royal Treatment, Home Team, My Father's Dragon, The Sea Beast, Bigbug, Moonage Daydream, The Pirates: The Last Royal Treasure, A Madea Homecoming, Off Track, Doctor G, Blonde, The Bubble, In Good Hands, Emancipation, Black Adam, Smile, The Bad Guys, Men, Bullet Train, My Policeman, Nostalgia, Nope, Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore, Beast, Ticket to Paradise, Amsterdam, Samaritan, After Ever Happy, Rubikon, Scream, Goodnight Mommy, Causeway, Where the Crawdads Sing, Redeeming Love, Better Nate Than Ever, Marry Me, Anything's Possible, Matilda the Musical, Dog, Downton Abbey: A New Era, Luck, Good Mourning, My Fake Boyfriend, Trevor: The Musical, Secret Headquarters, Catherine Called Birdy, The Mother, Minions: The Rise of Gru, Moonshot, My Best Friend's Exorcism, Chickenhare and the Hamster of Darkness, The People We Hate at the Wedding, The Batman, Tad the Lost Explorer and the Emerald Tablet, Gone in the Night, Sonic the Hedgehog 2, DC League of Super-Pets, 1UP, Clerks 3, Meet Cute, The Final Client, Bodies Bodies Bodies, Easter Sunday, Resurrection, Sharp Stick, Warriors of Future, Vengeance, Godfather, Mack & Rita, The Quiet Girl, Happening, Marcel the Shell with Shoes On, Till, Girl Picture, Everything Everywhere All at Once, To Leslie, Jujutsu Kaisen 0: The Movie, The Banshees of Inisherin, Jackass Forever, Three Thousand Years of Longing, The Woman King, Black Panther: Wakanda Forever, Corsage, Bardo, Nanny, The Royal Nanny, We’re All Going to the World’s Fair, Apollo 10 ½: A Space Age Childhood, All Quiet on the Western Front, X, Kimi, In Front of Your Face, Hit the Road, After Yang, Return to Seoul, Bones and All, Living, Women Talking, Saint-Omer, Elvis, Top Gun: Maverick, Triangle of Sadness, The Eternal Daughter, Benediction, EO, Crimes of the Future, RRR, Decision to Leave, The Fabelmans, Aftersun, TÁR, Beavis and Butt-Head Do the Universe, Official Competition, Sissy, The Black Phone, Hatching, Belle, Lingui The Sacred Bonds, Utama, A Love Song, Decision To Leave, Broker, Paris 13th District, Gagarine, The Woman King, Emily The Criminal, Mrs. Harris Goes to Paris, Holy Spider, Brian and Charles, The Eternal Daughter, Everything Went Fine, Benediction, Corsage, Empire of Light, You Won’t Be Alone, The Wonder, Memoria, Funny Pages, Fear, Hollywood Stargirl, Bed Rest, Firestarter, Emergency, The Bob's Burgers Movie, Last Journey of Paul W.R, Jurassic World Dominion, Look Both Ways, Cop Secret, Paws of Fury: The Legend of Hank, Collide, Ali & Ava, The Menu, Inu-oh, My Favorite Girlfriend, Glimpse, Medusa, Cosmic Dawn, Purple Hearts, Father of the Bride, Cha Cha Real Smooth, Good Luck to You Leo Grande, Jerry & Marge Go Large, Escape the Field, Mr. Malcolm's List, Orphan: First Kill, Press Play, Flux Gourmet, Don’t Make Me Go, I Love My Dad, Day Shift, I'm Charlie Walker, The Lost Girls, The Phantom of the Open, Pearl, Close, Dinner in America 

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[hikari-kaitou]

Capcom’s Official AA Fanclub Surveys - Main Series Edition

Naturally, Capcom’s official AA fanclub site didn't only post surveys about the DGS characters; they published far more of them about the main series characters. It makes sense, as they started the trend before the DGS series had even been conceived.

Back in the old days, they used to hold a survey on Capcom’s official AA fansite every few months where they’d write about the seasonal activities of a handful of characters and ask fans to vote for the funniest/most pleasant/strangest/etc answer.

They stopped doing them in like… 2016? 2017? The original text is lost for good as far as I can tell. Even the wayback machine couldn’t help because the content was password locked and you can’t get past the password wall while remaining in the archived version.

Fortunately, I saved some of my translations of them so I thought I’d share them. Unfortunately, I was doing these translations very casually and only intended to share them with two of my close friends at the time when I did them, so some of them are just summaries rather than proper translations, and I tended to only focus on characters that we personally were interested in or scenarios that we thought were funny or interesting. That means there are parts missing, and because I didn't expect the original text to be wiped off the site I didn't save it so I could go back and fill in the blanks. Sorry about that...

Cut for length!

"Spring is on its way and each of the AA cast members spent their day off in different ways. Who's way of spending their day off sounds the most pleasant?"

Phoenix- he finished unpacking his moving boxes and sorting his seasonal clothing. While he was packing away his ugly pink sweater and such, he happened across the complete works of Shakespeare at the bottom of one of the boxes, got completely absorbed in reading, and ended up abandoning his unpacking.

Mia- She went shopping at a department store for a new summer suit. On her way, she coincidentally ran into Maya, who was on her way to the agency to hang out, but then at some point Maya vanished. Mia tried calling her cell phone but she didn't answer. "Don't tell me she's lost at her age," Mia thought, and began to search for her. She found Maya transfixed by a rooftop Steel Samurai show. It seems that she was both exasperated and relieved.

Maya- she tagged along on Mia's shopping trip, but the second she spied a poster for a rooftop Steel Samurai show, she made a beeline for the roof. She got into a cheering battle with a mean-looking elementary school boy and really enjoyed the show. When the show was over, she reunited with an exasperated looking Mia. She gleefully led Mia to a burger restaurant so they could eat some burgers together.

Edgeworth- he treated himself to a drive along the coast in his red sports car... Well, that was the plan, but then he was pushed by his mentor Von Karma into being the driver for his shopping trip. As a reward for his service, he received a brand new Von Karma style, stylish and flashy summer suit.

Then there's Larry, who dragged Phoenix to a café to hit on its hot owner, and the judge who bought a wig.

"Apollo, Fulbright, Edgeworth, Klavier and Kristoph made visits to a nursery school near the courthouse. Which of them did the most pleasant activity with the children?"

Apollo acted out the story of the “Crying Red Ogre” for the children. Phoenix played the part of the blue ogre, and Apollo was the red ogre, and Apollo’s wailing moved the children to tears too. In a panic over all the crying, they got Trucy to cheer them up with a magic trick in which she made Apollo disappear.

Fulbright: He came dressed in a blinding white costume to teach the children about justice and put on a play. The children gave him thunderous applause... But when Jinxie, who had been forced to play the part of the heroine, saw Fulbright, she thought he was the ghost of an army general, got scared, and slapped a charm on his face.

Edgeworth and Gumshoe: He and Gumshoe were going to reenact the story of Kintarou (an old Japanese fairytale). Franziska handed Edgeworth the Kintarou costume she’d designed (If you've seen Ghibli's Spirited Away, recall what Bou, the giant baby, wears. That's what we're talking about here). Edgeworth fearfully asked “You... expect me to wear this...?” Gumshoe, who had painted his whole body black to play the role of a bear, told him “Of course, sir! It doesn’t fit me!” and shoved Edgeworth out on stage in it. Edgeworth quickly began to reconsider Gumshoe’s salary for next month.

Klavier and Kristoph: Kristoph started giving a boring lecture on the importance of law, and the kids were getting antsy. Seeing this, Klavier came over with his guitar to liven things up, performing a rock style arrangement of the “The Bear Went Over The Mountain". But then he threw in the unnecessary comment of “If any of you scratch the frets of my guitar, I’ll be suing for damage of property, ok?” And they both ended up getting kicked out.

"This survey is about who knows how to enjoy a sunny day at Gourd Lake the best"

Simon: To give Taka some exercise, Blackquill took him and Fulbright (who was on guard duty) out for some falconry. Things were going well until Taka heard something about this mysterious creature “Gourdy,” freaked out, flew into the little shop selling Gourdy merchandise and started making a huge mess. Blackquill and Fulbright gathered Taka up in a panic and hightailed it out of there as fast as they could.

Edgeworth had seen Phoenix home and on his way back passed by Gourd Lake. Just as he was starting to get bad flashbacks... he happened to hear Larry in the middle of a flirting attempt and got dragged in. The woman he was trying to put the moves on was a foreigner, and she and Edgeworth started chatting in her native language. Larry couldn’t understand and was annoyed that Edgeworth was apparently moving in on his target, so he sulked and blew up at Edgeworth.

Athena tried to play matchmaker for Apollo and Juniper, so she told them to meet her in the forest near Gourd Lake so that they would run into each other there and hopefully hit it off. Juniper got there first, expecting to find Athena, but when Apollo showed up, she panicked and hid behind a tree. While she was trying to gather her nerve to go talk to him, he wandered off and she lost sight of him.

Phoenix was at the park and he got caught by Larry who was doing his part time job of selling Samurai Dogs. Larry saw a pretty lady that he wanted to flirt with so he asked Phoenix to mind the shop while he was gone. Business was slow, so he called in all the WAA members to put their full range of skills to use. They seem to have managed to sell them all!

Gumshoe took Missile for a walk in the park. They stopped for a rest and Gumshoe fell asleep, so Missile slipped out of his collar and ran over to where the Samurai Dogs were being sold. He ate them all without Phoenix noticing. Phoenix handed things back over to Larry when he got back and Larry got in huge trouble for losing so much product.

"This survey is talking about how the cast spent their Valentines Day"

Trucy gave Polly chocolate for himself and some for Klavier and asked Apollo to give it to him for her. Klavier wasn’t in court when Apollo went to look for him, though, so he and Phoenix went to the prosecutors’ office together with their chocolate. On their way, though, Apollo found himself getting a lot of strange looks from Themis Legal Academy students.

Ema gave some chocolates to Phoenix to give to Edgeworth because she suddenly got called to a crime scene. Phoenix headed over to the prosecutors’ office but Edgeworth was in court and wasn’t there, so Phoenix waited out in front of the prosecutors’ office with this flashy, girly looking bag of chocolates. Edgeworth’s trial ended up going a long time and Phoenix got a lot of stares as he waited.

Edgeworth was hit by a pollen-filled spring breeze on his way back to the office and suddenly his eyes got all red and itchy and he was left sneezing and sniffling. Phoenix came to talk to him and got quite a surprise when he saw the state Edgeworth’s face was in. The chocolates Ema gave him were in the shape of the Steel Samurai and they made Edgeworth so pleased that it seemed to ease his suffering a little.

Flower Viewing:

Phoenix and Apollo go to the park early to hold flower viewing spots for the WAA members. They see some people from around town that they know who ask them to hold their spots while they go and grab this or that. Phoenix and Apollo do their best to hold those people’s spots and in the process lose their own. They end up begging Edgeworth to let them share his and Klavier’s spot.

White Day:

Because of his painful memories about Valentine’s Day from elementary school, he doesn’t like Valentine’s Day or White Day that much. As a return gift to his beloved daughter, he gave her painstakingly handmade magic panty shaped chocolates. Apparently he forced the ones that didn’t turn out on Edgeworth...

Klavier was holding a ladies only concert, which he invited Trucy to. Phoenix was worried about letting Trucy be out at night by herself, so he sent Apollo along in disguise (as a woman!!). But Klavier saw through Apollo’s disguise easily and to Apollo’s horror, called him up on stage.

Autumn/Moon Viewing:

Phoenix, Edgeworth and Larry went to collect chestnuts together. Larry was too focused on looking for chestnuts and not watching where he was going and fell down the mountain slope. Phoenix had tried to catch Larry but he ended up falling too and spraining his ankle slightly. Edgeworth had to carry Phoenix on his back down the mountain.

Apollo went moon viewing with the rest of the WAA. It turned out into kind of an office party and Apollo had drink after drink while assuring everyone that “I’m fine!” but ended up getting pretty hammered. He proceeded to pass out and Phoenix took care of him.

Obon Festival:

Klavier performed a bonfire festival dance version of the Guitar’s Serenade at the summer festival and Apollo provided the taiko drum backup. He filled the gaps in the taiko drumming with his chords of steel, and it was a very energetic bonfire dance.

Edgeworth noticed the festival going on on his way home from work and decided to have a look. He saw Phoenix selling Samurai Dogs and desperately wanted one, but couldn’t bear the thought of Phoenix finding out that he was a Steel Samurai fan. He hemmed and hawed in front of the festival stall, trying to decide whether to buy one, but they sold out before he could make up his mind.

Phoenix went to the festival with Maya. Larry, who was working the Samurai Dog stand, called them over and forced them to watch the stand while he made a booty call. Phoenix and Maya’s manzai comedy duo style vocal advertising was so successful that they quickly sold out.

Christmas:

Phoenix, Trucy, Athena, Apollo and Pearl all spent the night at the office after their party wrapped up. Phoenix put presents next to the kids' pillows during the night.

Edgeworth grumbled about having to play Santa but dressed up anyway and snuck in at night to bring the younger ones at Phoenix's office some presents. He accidentally ends up sneaking into Phoenix’s room instead.

Apollo wanted to be a good big brother to Trucy and Pearl, so he snuck into their rooms to leave gifts but tripped over something, let out a Chords of Steel volume shout as he fell and ruined the surprise/

Klavier, as a favor to Trucy, snuck in dressed as a Visual Kei style Santa, but he announced his arrival with a rock arrangement of Santa Claus is Coming to Town and got caught and kicked out.

Blackquill had to make a jailbreak in order to play Santa, was chased down and Phoenix woke to find the police surrounding his office.

DGS Edition

[parkerthewaterbender]

Holy Maccaroni! Part 1

Ft. Phoenix Wright, Apollo Justice, Athena Cykes, Trucy Wright,

rating: sfw

Warnings: Really weird crack fic,

Summary: after coming back from a long trial, the WAA decide to eat at Olive Garden, Yet when they arrive, stuff gets weirder and weirder. They meet unexpected characters there and somehow what was supposed to be a break from work becomes anything but normal.

After any hard trial, it wasn’t uncommon to find the Wright Anything Agency near Eldoons Noodle stand to eat a good meal as a reward for the hard work put in each case.

Although it was also not uncommon to go to different food chains to spice things up, and usually the group wasn’t relatively picky: one day it could be burgers at Mcdonald’s, another day it would spent at a not-so-known pub and other days could be expensive and luxurious meals at a five star restaurant. The food just needed to be tasty, conversations needed to be flowing and it was a guaranteed success.

Yet they never went to one food chain in particular: Olive Garden.

Athena, who was in Europe for most of her life never heard of it, maybe one time she saw it and was kinda curious of what it served. Apollo was too busy and uninterested about it and their boss was also busy. Trucy as well.

So when they finally got the chance to go there, they took it.

“Great job, guys!” claimed Mr. Wright with a tender grin. “That was surely one hard case to crack open”

“Yeah, well if it weren’t for that photo we were surely doomed!” Chimed in Athena, about to say something regarding the culprit and how cruel they were... until the pit of her stomach growled lowdly.

“Huh, someone’s hungry...” Apollo quietly observed until he too had his stomach lamenting its hunger. 

“And it seems I’m not the only one!” Athena chirped

 “Well... Where are we eating today? Eldoons?” Apollo asked

“Actually... I saw this one place named Olive Garden and now I’m now curious about it. What does it serve?” She questioned

“Authentic Italian food, duh!” Trucy claimed “Have you ever been there?” said while slightly jumping up and down

“Nope... Not once!”

“In that case what are we waiting for?! Let’s go!”

“There should be one near the courthouse, although I’m curious Athena” Mr, Wright was about to ask. “I thought you went to Olive Garden, are there no Olive Garden chains in Europe?”

“About that... I don’t know...” She said while walking along side the agency, getting closer to this infamous Olive Garden.

When they arrived there, Athena was looking at the outside and claimed “Huh... seems neat”  Although she began to be more and more perplex about the place.

It seemed pretty Italian but something ticked her off, yet she couldn’t put a finger on it. But it seemed clearer when she decided to look at the menu outside. Athena’s widget murmured “What’s a Fettucine Alfredo? ...” 

“Huh?” Apollo asked “I’m sorry, did you say something?”

“Ah... Um no! N-nothing at all!” she murmured as she sweat bullets. No one believed that comment.

They entered the food chain and sat near a window, Athena and Apollo sat next to each other while Mr. Wright and Trucy sat next each other. Athena became more suspicious with the food and i

“What’s wrong Athena?” the little magician asked.

“Oh... It’s just that I don’t know... whether this place serves actual Italian food” she mumbled while fidgeting her hair.

“I assure you Fräulein, that here we serve the real deal! Welcome to Olive  Garden, here are your menus!”

Everyone looked in disbelief at the guy who was in front of them. The man had long blond hair and tanned skin with millions of rings on his thick fingers. Realizing his identity. everyone’s eyes became wide...

To be continued....

[kookie-doughs]

Y/N L/N AND THE HALFBLOODS

Percy Jackson X Reader

-Y/N L/N met Percy Jackson and everything was now ruined.

CHAPTER 15: Spiders Aren't Water Proof

The next afternoon, June 14, seven days before the solstice, our train rolled into Denver. We hadn't eaten since the night before in the dining car, somewhere in Kansas. We hadn't taken a shower since Half-Blood Hill, and I was sure that was obvious. "Let's try to contact Chiron," Annabeth said. "I want to tell him about your talk with the river spirit." "We can't use phones, right?" "I'm not talking about phones." We wandered through downtown for about half an hour, though I wasn't sure what Annabeth was looking for. The air was dry and hot, which felt weird after the humidity of St. Louis. Everywhere we turned, the Rocky Mountains seemed to be staring at me, like a tidal wave about to crash into the city. Finally we found an empty do-it-yourself car wash. We veered toward the stall farthest from the street, keeping our eyes open for patrol cars. We were four adolescents hanging out at a car wash without a car; any cop worth his doughnuts would figure we were up to no good. "What exactly are we doing?" Percy asked, as Grover took out the spray gun. "It's seventy-five cents," he grumbled. "I've only got two quarters left. Annabeth?" "Don't look at me," she said. "The dining car wiped me out." I fished out my last bit of change and passed Grover a quarter, which left me two nickels and one drachma from Medusa's place. "Excellent," Grover said. "We could do it with a spray bottle, of course, but the connection isn't as good, and my arm gets tired of pumping." "What are you talking about?" He fed in the quarters and set the knob to FINE MIST. "I-M'ing." "Instant messaging?" "Iris-messaging," Annabeth corrected. "The rainbow goddess Iris carries messages for the gods. If you know how to ask, and she's not too busy, she'll do the same for half-bloods." "You summon the goddess with a spray gun?" Grover pointed the nozzle in the air and water hissed out in a thick white mist. "Unless you know an easier way to make a rainbow."

Sure enough, late afternoon light filtered through the vapor and broke into colors. Annabeth held her palm out to me. "Drachma, please." I handed it over. She raised the coin over her head. "O goddess, accept our offering." She threw the drachma into the rainbow. It disappeared in a golden shimmer. "Half-Blood Hill," Annabeth requested. For a moment, nothing happened. Then I was looking through the mist at strawberry fields, and the Long Island Sound in the distance. We seemed to be on the porch of the Big House. Standing with his back to us at the railing was a sandy-haired guy in shorts and an orange tank top. He was holding a bronze sword and seemed to be staring intently at something down in the meadow. "Luke!" I called. He turned, eyes wide. I could swear he was standing three feet in front of me through a screen of mist, except I could only see the part of him that appeared in the rainbow. "Y/N!" His scarred face broke into a grin. "Is that Annabeth and Percy, too? Thank the gods! Are you guys okay?" "We're... uh... fine," Annabeth stammered. She was madly straightening her dirty T-shirt, trying to comb the loose hair out of her face. "We thought—Chiron—I mean—" "He's down at the cabins." Luke's smile faded. "We're having some issues with the campers. Listen, is everything cool with you? Is Grover all right?" "I'm right here," Grover called. He held the nozzle out to one side and stepped into Luke's line of vision. "What kind of issues?" Just then a big Lincoln Continental pulled into the car wash with its stereo turned to maximum hip-hop. As the car slid into the next stall, the bass from the subwoofers vibrated so much, it shook the pavement. "Chiron had to—what's that noise?" Luke yelled. "I'll take care of it.'" Annabeth yelled back, looking very relieved to have an excuse to get out of sight. "Grover, come on! "What?" Grover said. "But—" "Give Percy the nozzle and come on!" she ordered. Grover muttered something about girls being harder to understand than the Oracle at Delphi, then he handed me the spray gun and followed Annabeth. Percy readjusted the hose so we could keep the rainbow going and still see Luke. "Chiron had to break up a fight," Luke shouted to me over the music. "Things are pretty tense here, guys. Word leaked out about the Zeus—Poseidon standoff. We're still not sure how—probably the same scumbag who summoned the hellhound. Now the campers are starting to take sides. It's shaping up like the Trojan War all over again. Aphrodite, Ares, and Apollo are backing Poseidon, more or less. Athena is backing Zeus." In the next stall, I heard Annabeth and some guy arguing with each other, then the music's volume decreased drastically. "So what's your status?" Luke asked us. "Chiron will be sorry he missed you." We told him pretty much everything, including Percy's dreams. It felt so good to see him, to feel like I was back at camp even for a few minutes, that I didn't realize how long I had talked until the beeper went off on the spray machine, and I realized I only had one more minute before the water shut off. "I wish I could be there," Luke told me. "We can't help much from here, I'm afraid, but listen... it had to be Hades who took the master bolt. He was there at Olympus at the winter solstice. I was chaperoning a field trip and we saw him." "But Chiron said the gods can't take each other's magic items directly." "That's true," Luke said, looking troubled. "Still... Hades has the helm of darkness. How could anybody else sneak into the throne room and steal the master bolt? You'd have to be invisible." We were both silent, until Luke seemed to realize what he'd said. "Oh, hey," he protested. "I didn't mean Annabeth. She and I have known each other forever. She would never... I mean, she's like a little sister to me." I wondered if Annabeth would like that description. In the stall next to us, the music stopped completely. A man screamed in terror, car doors slammed, and the Lincoln peeled out of the car wash. "You'd better go see what that was," Luke said. "Listen, has the knife come in handy?" "Very..." I smiled. "The knife is really perfect." "And Percy, are you wearing the flying shoes? I'll feel better if I know they've done you some good." "Oh... uh, yeah!" Percy tried not to sound like a guilty liar. "Yeah, they've come in handy." "Really?" He grinned. "They fit and everything?" The water shut off. The mist started to evaporate. "Well, take care of yourself out there in Denver," Luke called, his voice getting fainter. "And tell Grover it'll be better this time! Nobody will get turned into a pine tree if he just—" But the mist was gone, and Luke's image faded to nothing. We were alone in a wet, empty car wash stall. Annabeth and Grover came around the corner, laughing, but stopped when they saw our face. Annabeth's smile faded. "What happened, Percy? What did Luke say?" "Not much," Percy lied. "Come on, let's find some dinner." A few minutes later, we were sitting at a booth in a gleaming chrome diner. All around us, families were eating burgers and drinking malts and sodas. Finally the waitress came over. She raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Well?" I said, "We, um, want to order dinner." "You kids have money to pay for it?" Grover's lower lip quivered. I was afraid he would start bleating, or worse, start eating the linoleum. Annabeth looked ready to pass out from hunger. I was trying to think up a sob story for the waitress when a rumble shook the whole building; a motorcycle the size of a baby elephant had pulled up to the curb. All conversation in the diner stopped. The motorcycle's headlight glared red. Its gas tank had flames painted on it, and a shotgun holster riveted to either side, complete with shotguns. The seat was leather—but leather that looked like... well, Caucasian human skin. The guy on the bike would've made pro wrestlers run for Mama. He was dressed in a red muscle shirt and black jeans and a black leather duster, with a hunting knife strapped to his thigh. He wore red wraparound shades, and he had the cruelest, most brutal face I'd ever seen— handsome, I guess, but wicked—with an oily black crew cut and cheeks that were scarred from many, many fights. The weird thing was, I felt like I'd seen his face somewhere before. As he walked into the diner, a hot, dry wind blew through the place. All the people rose, as if they were hypnotized, but the biker waved his hand dismissively and they all sat down again. Everybody went back to their conversations. The waitress blinked, as if somebody had just pressed the rewind button on her brain. She asked us again, "You kids have money to pay for it?" The biker said, "It's on me." He slid into our booth, which was way too small for him, and crowded Annabeth against the window. He looked up at the waitress, who was gaping at him, and said, "Are you still here?" He pointed at her, and she stiffened. She turned as if she'd been spun around, then marched back toward the kitchen. The biker looked at me. I couldn't see his eyes behind the red shades. Who did this guy think he was? He gave me a wicked grin. "So you're the unclaimed kid, huh? No wonder they're arguing over who your parent is." I squinted at him, "The hell does my parents have to do with this?" "Well, which ever stuck up your parent is, the big guys upstairs are angry for interfering with your life." He said and placed his dirty boots on the table. "Your parent raised you with your mortal idiots, that's why no one can smell you." I could tell Annabeth wanted to say something but she probably was processing what this guy said. "Don't call my parents idiot. And I only have two parents, it's M/N and D/N L/N." I glared. I was confused as to why an Olympian would raise me and it'd hide my scent. Shouldn't it make worse? "Sure thing." He then turned to Percy who was beside me. "And old seaweed's kid." "What's it to you?" Percy spat. Annabeth's eyes flashed him a warning. "Percy, this is—" The biker raised his hand. "S'okay," he said. "I don't mind a little attitude. Long as you remember who's the boss. You know who I am, little cousin?" Then it struck me why this guy looked familiar. He had the same vicious sneer as some of the kids at Camp Half-Blood, the ones from cabin five. "You're Clarisse's dad," Percy said. "Ares, god of war." Ares grinned and took off his shades. Where his eyes should've been, there was only fire, empty sockets glowing with miniature nuclear explosions. "That's right, punk. I heard you broke Clarisse's spear." "She was asking for it." "Probably. That's cool. I don't fight my kids' fights, you know? What I'm here for—I heard you were in town. I got a little proposition for you." The waitress came back with heaping trays of food—cheeseburgers, fries, onion rings, and chocolate shakes. Ares handed her a few gold drachmas. She looked nervously at the coins. "But, these aren't..." Ares pulled out his huge knife and started cleaning his fingernails. "Problem, sweetheart?" The waitress swallowed, then left with the gold. "You can't do that," I told Ares. "You can't just threaten people with a knife." Ares laughed. "Are you kidding? I love this country. Best place since Sparta. Don't you carry a weapon, punk? You should. Dangerous world out there. Which brings me to my proposition." He turned to Percy, "I need you to do me a favor." "What favor could I do for a god?" "Something a god doesn't have time to do himself. It's nothing much. I left my shield at an abandoned water park here in town. I was going on a little... date with my girlfriend. We were interrupted. I left my shield behind. I want you to fetch it for me." "Why don't you go back and get it yourself?" The fire in his eye sockets glowed a little hotter. "Why don't I turn you into a prairie dog and run you over with my Harley? Because I don't feel like it. A god is giving you an opportunity to prove yourself, Percy Jackson. Will you prove yourself a coward?" He leaned forward. "Or maybe you only fight when there's a river to dive into, so your daddy can protect you." I wanted to punch this guy, but I knew he was waiting for that. He'd love it if I attacked. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. But by the gods I want to smack him. Maybe some other time. "We're not interested," I said. "We've already got a quest." Ares's fiery eyes made me see things I didn't want to see—blood and smoke and corpses on the battlefield. "I know all about your quest, punk. When that item was first stolen, Zeus sent his best out looking for it: Apollo, Athena, Artemis, and me, naturally. If I couldn't sniff out a weapon that powerful..." He licked his lips, as if the very thought of the master bolt made him hungry. "Well... if I couldn't find it, you got no hope. Nevertheless, I'm trying to give you the benefit of the doubt. Your dad and I go way back. After all, I'm the one who told him my suspicions about old Corpse Breath." "You told him Hades stole the bolt?" "Sure. Framing somebody to start a war. Oldest trick in the book. I recognized it immediately. In a way, you got me to thank for your little quest." "Thanks," Percy grumbled. "Hey, I'm a generous guy. Just do my little job, and I'll help you on your way. I'll arrange a ride west for you and your friends." "We're doing fine on our own." "Yeah, right. No money. No wheels. No clue what you're up against. Help me out, and maybe I'll tell you something you need to know. Something about your mom and Y/N's parents." "Our parents?" He grinned. "That got your attention. The water park is a mile west on Delancy. You can't miss it. Look for the Tunnel of Love ride." "What interrupted your date?" I asked. "Something scare you off?" Ares bared his teeth, but I'd seen his threatening look before on Clarisse. There was something false about it, almost like he was nervous. "You're lucky you met me, punk, and not one of the other Olympians. They're not as forgiving of rudeness as I am. I'll meet you back here when you're done. Don't disappoint me." After that I must have fainted, or fallen into a trance, because when I opened my eyes again, Ares was gone. I might've thought the conversation had been a dream, but Annabeth and Grover's expressions told me otherwise. "Not good," Grover said. "Ares sought you out, Percy. This is not good." I stared out the window. The motorcycle had disappeared. Did Ares really know something about our parents, or was he just playing with me? Now that he was gone, all the anger had drained out of me. I realized Ares must love to mess with people's emotions. That was his power—cranking up the passions so badly, they clouded your ability to think. He does not lie. He knows about your parents. "It's probably some kind of trick, Y/N," Percy said. "Forget Ares. Let's just go." "We can't," Annabeth said. "Look, I hate Ares as much as anybody, but you don't ignore the gods unless you want serious bad fortune. He wasn't kidding about turning you into a rodent." "Why does he need us?" "Maybe it's a problem that requires brains," Annabeth said. "Ares has strength. That's all he has. Even strength has to bow to wisdom sometimes." "But this water park... he acted almost scared. What would make a war god run away like that?" Annabeth and Grover glanced nervously at each other. Annabeth said, "I'm afraid we'll have to find out." The sun was sinking behind the mountains by the time we found the water park. Judging from the sign, it once had been called WATERLAND, but now some of the letters were smashed out, so it read WAT R A D. The main gate was padlocked and topped with barbed wire. Inside, huge dry waterslides and tubes and pipes curled everywhere, leading to empty pools. Old tickets and advertisements fluttered around the asphalt. With night coming on, the place looked sad and creepy. "If Ares brings his girlfriend here for a date," I said, staring up at the barbed wire, "I'd hate to see what she looks like." "Y/N," Annabeth warned. "Be more respectful." "Why? I thought you hated Ares." "He's still a god. And his girlfriend is very temperamental." "You don't want to insult her looks," Grover added. "Who is she? Echidna?" "No, Aphrodite," Grover said, a little dreamily. "Goddess of love." "I thought she was married to somebody," Percy said. "Hephaestus." "What's your point?" he asked. I suddenly felt the need to change the subject. "So how do we get in?" "Maia!" Grover's shoes sprouted wings. He flew over the fence, did an unintended somersault in midair, then stumbled to a landing on the opposite side. He dusted off his jeans, as if he'd planned the whole thing. "You guys coming?" Annabeth, Percy and I had to climb the old-fashioned way, holding down the barbed wire for each other as we crawled over the top. The shadows grew long as we walked through the park, checking out the attractions. There was Ankle Biter Island, Head Over Wedgie, and Dude, Where's My Swimsuit? No monsters came to get us. Nothing made the slightest noise. We found a souvenir shop that had been left open. Merchandise still lined the shelves: snow globes, pencils, postcards, and racks of— "Clothes," Annabeth said. "Fresh clothes." "Oh my gods yes." "Yeah," Percy said. "But you can't just—" "Watch us." She snatched an entire row of stuff of the racks and offered me a hand which I graciously took, together we disappeared into the changing room. "I need a shower." I groaned, while I changed. "We all do." She pointed out. A few minutes later we came out in Waterland flower-print shorts, a big red Waterland T-shirt, and commemorative Waterland surf shoes. A Waterland backpack was slung over our shoulders, obviously stuffed with more goodies. "What the heck." Grover shrugged. Soon, all three of us were decked out like walking advertisements for the defunct theme park. We continued searching for the Tunnel of Love. I got the feeling that the whole park was holding its breath. "So Ares and Aphrodite," Percy said, to keep my mind off the growing dark, "they have a thing going?" "That's old gossip, Percy," Annabeth told us. "Three-thousand-year-old gossip." "What about Aphrodite's husband?" "Well, you know," she said. "Hephaestus. The blacksmith. He was crippled when he was a baby, thrown off Mount Olympus by Zeus. So he isn't exactly handsome. Clever with his hands, and all, but Aphrodite isn't into brains and talent, you know?" "She likes bikers." "Whatever." "Hephaestus knows?" "Oh sure," Annabeth said. "He caught them together once. I mean, literally caught them, in a golden net, and invited all the gods to come and laugh at them. Hephaestus is always trying to embarrass them. That's why they meet in out-of-the-way places, like..." She stopped, looking straight ahead. "Like that." In front of us was an empty pool that would've been awesome for skateboarding. It was at least fifty yards across and shaped like a bowl. Around the rim, a dozen bronze statues of Cupid stood guard with wings spread and bows ready to fire. On the opposite side from us, a tunnel opened up, probably where the water flowed into when the pool was full. The sign above it read, THRILL RIDE O' LOVE: THIS IS NOT YOUR PARENTS' TUNNEL OF LOVE! Grover crept toward the edge. "Guys, look." Marooned at the bottom of the pool was a pink-and-white two-seater boat with a canopy over the top and little hearts painted all over it. In the left seat, glinting in the fading light, was Ares's shield, a polished circle of bronze. "This is too easy," I said. "So we just walk down there and get it?" Annabeth ran her fingers along the base of the nearest Cupid statue. "There's a Greek letter carved here," she said. "Eta. I wonder..." "Grover," Percy said, "you smell any monsters?" He sniffed the wind. "Nothing." "Nothing—like, in-the-Arch-and-you-didn't-smell-Echidna nothing, or really nothing?" Grover looked hurt. "I told you, that was underground." "Hey Percy, that wasn't nice." I glared. "Okay, I'm sorry." Percy took a deep breath. "I'm going down there." Pulling out my knife, "There isn't any monsters." "I'll go with Percy." Grover didn't sound too enthusiastic, but I got the feeling he was trying to make up for what had happened in St. Louis. "No," Percy told him. "I want you to stay up top with the flying shoes. You're the Red Baron, a flying ace, remember? I'll be counting on you for backup, in case something goes wrong." Grover puffed up his chest a little. "Sure. But what could go wrong?" "I don't know. Just a feeling. Y/N, will go with me—" "Yeah, I can go with." "Didn't take you as a romantic Seaweed Brain." Annabeth smirked. "What?" Percy's face was burning now, too. It made me laugh at how adorable he was. He turned to me and blushed even more. "Fine," he told us. "I'll do it myself." "Percy, I didn't say i don't want to come with!" I giggled. He started down the side of the pool, I followed, I hear him muttering about how this wasn't how its supposed go. Then I realized how we would've been surrounded by water. "Arthur Curry, if I drown I will beg Hades to have you." He paused and turned to take my hand and we continued walking. We reached the boat. The shield was propped on one seat, and next to it was a lady's silk scarf. I tried to imagine Ares and Aphrodite here, a couple of gods meeting in a junked-out amusement-park ride. Why? Then I noticed something I hadn't seen from up top: mirrors all the way around the rim of the pool, facing this spot. We could see ourselves no matter which direction we looked. That must be it. While Ares and Aphrodite were smooching with each other they could look at their favorite people: themselves. Percy picked up the scarf. It shimmered pink, and the perfume was indescribable—rose, or mountain laurel. He smiled, a little dreamy, and was about to rub the scarf against his cheek I frowned ripped it out of his hand and stuffed it in me pocket. "No." "What?" "Just get the shield, Arthur Curry, and let's get out of here." The moment he touched the shield, I knew we were in trouble. My hand broke through something that had been connecting it to the dashboard. A cobweb, I thought, but then I looked at a strand of it on my palm and saw it was some kind of metal filament, so fine it was almost invisible. A trip wire. "Wait," I said. "Too late." "There's another Greek letter on the side of the boat, another Eta. This is a trap." Noise erupted all around us, of a million gears grinding, as if the whole pool were turning into one giant machine. Grover yelled, "Guys!" Up on the rim, the Cupid statues were drawing their bows into firing position. Before I could suggest taking cover, they shot, but not at us. They fired at each other, across the rim of the pool. Silky cables trailed from the arrows, arcing over the pool and anchoring where they landed to form a huge golden asterisk. Then smaller metallic threads started weaving together magically between the main strands, making a net. "We have to get out," Percy said. "Woah I didn't know!" I said. Percy grabbed the shield and holding my hand we ran, but going up the slope of the pool was not as easy as going down. "I'm going to drown again aren't I? "Come on!" Grover shouted. He was trying to hold open a section of the net for us, but wherever he touched it, the golden threads started to wrap around his hands. The Cupids' heads popped open. Out came video cameras. Spotlights rose up all around the pool, blinding us with illumination, and a loudspeaker voice boomed: "Live to Olympus in one minute ... Fifty-nine seconds, fifty-eight ..." "Hephaestus!" Annabeth screamed. "I'm so stupid.' Eta is H.' He made this trap to catch his wife with Ares. Now we're going to be broadcast live to Olympus and look like absolute fools!" We'd almost made it to the rim when the row of mirrors opened like hatches and thousands of tiny metallic... things poured out. It was an army of wind-up creepy-crawlies: bronze-gear bodies, spindly legs, little pincer mouths, all scuttling toward us in a wave of clacking, whirring metal. "Spiders!" I said. I kicked these pests. Percy pulled me up and dragged my back toward the boat. "I am not staying here! I am so going to drown again!" The things were coming out from all around the rim now, millions of them, flooding toward the center of the pool, completely surrounding us. I told myself they probably weren't programmed to kill, just corral us and bite us and make us look stupid. Then again, this was a trap meant for gods. And we weren't gods. Percy and I climbed into the boat. Percy started kicking away the spiders as they swarmed aboard. I was swatting away some that I could. "Thirty, twenty-nine," called the loudspeaker. The spiders started spitting out strands of metal thread, trying to tie us down. The strands were easy enough to break at first, but there were so many of them, and the spiders just kept coming. I kicked one away from Percy's leg and its pincers took a chunk out of my new surf shoe. Annabeth was frozen from where she stood trying to keep away from us as much as possible. Grover hovered above the pool in his flying sneakers, trying to pull the net loose, but it wouldn't budge. Think, I told myself. Think. The Tunnel of Love entrance was under the net. We could use it as an exit, except that it was blocked by a million robot spiders. "Fifteen, fourteen," the loudspeaker called. Then I saw them: huge water pipes behind the mirrors, where the spiders had come from. And up above the net, next to one of the Cupids, a glass-windowed booth that must be the controller's station. "Annabeth!" Percy yelled. "Get into that booth! Find the 'on' switch!" Snapping out of her trance she turned. "But—" "Do it!" Annabeth was in the controller's booth now, staring at the buttons. "Five, four—" Annabeth sighed and started pushing every button, then looked up at us hopelessly, raising her hands. She was letting us know that she'd pushed every button, but still nothing was happening. "Y/N, I won't let you drown, just hold on!" I didn't think twice on nodding. Percy closed his eyes. "Two, one, zero!" Water exploded out of the pipes. It roared into the pool, sweeping away the spiders. He pulled me into the seat next to us and fastened me seat belt just as the tidal wave slammed into our boat, over the top, whisking the spiders away and dousing us completely, but not capsizing us. The boat turned, lifted in the flood, and spun in circles around the whirlpool. He held my hand tight afraid I'll drown the moment he lets go. The water was full of short-circuiting spiders, some of them smashing against the pool's concrete wall with such force they burst. Spotlights glared down at us. The Cupid-cams were rolling, live to Olympus. Percy and I held tight, both of us screaming as the boat shot curls and hugged corners and took forty-five-degree plunges past pictures of Romeo and Juliet and a bunch of other Valentine's Day stuff. Then we were out of the tunnel, the night air whistling through our hair as the boat barreled straight toward the exit. If the ride had been in working order, we would've sailed off a ramp between the golden Gates of Love and splashed down safely in the exit pool. But there was a problem. The Gates of Love were chained. Two boats that had been washed out of the tunnel before us were now piled against the barricade—one submerged, the other cracked in half. Jump. We have to jump. "Unfasten your seat belt," I yelled to Percy. Who already had his belt unfastened. "Jumping?" "We're going to have to jump for it." My idea was simple and insane. As the boat struck, we would use its force like a springboard to jump the gate. I'd heard of people surviving car crashes that way, getting thrown thirty or forty feet away from an accident. With luck, we would land in the pool. Hopefully not drown. Percy nodded. He gripped my hand as the gates got closer. "On my mark," I said. On mine. Jump when 'I' say so Perseus Jackson. He looked at me reluctantly. "How?" "What?" You'll know when I say so. "Fine." He shouted. "Jump when I jump!" "How would I know?!" "You'll say it!" "What?!" "Just tell me when to jump!!" "Now!" I yelled. I was about to jump when Percy pulled me closer. "Not yet! You didn't say it yet." Jump Hero. Percy jumped. I followed him. Crack! He was right. If we'd jumped when I thought we should've, we would've crashed into the gates. He got us maximum lift. Our boat smashed into the pileup and we were thrown into the air, straight over the gates, the pool was getting closer. I was going to drown again. Something grabbed me from behind. I yelled, "Ouch!" Grover! In midair, he had grabbed Percy by the shirt, and me by the arm, and was trying to pull us out of a crash landing, but we had all the momentum. "You're too heavy!" Grover said. "We're going down!" We spiraled toward the ground, Grover doing his best to slow the fall. We smashed into a photo-board, Grover's head going straight into the hole where tourists would put their faces, pretending to be Noo-Noo the Friendly Whale. Percy and I tumbled to the ground, banged up but alive. Ares's shield was still on Percy's arm. "Are you okay?" Percy panted. "Yeah... I didn't drown." Once we caught our breath, Percy and I went over to help Annabeth who was getting Grover out of the photo-board and thanked him for saving our lives. I looked back at the Thrill Ride of Love. The water was subsiding. Our boat had been smashed to pieces against the gates. A hundred yards away, at the entrance pool, the Cupids were still filming. The statues had swiveled so that their cameras were trained straight on us, the spotlights in our faces. I walked closer, "You guys suck." I blew blasphemy at the camera. Percy pulled me away. "Show's over!" Percy yelled. "Thank you! Good night!" The Cupids turned back to their original positions. The lights shut off. The park went quiet and dark again, except for the gentle trickle of water into the Thrill Ride of Love's exit pool. I wondered if Olympus had gone to a commercial break, or if our ratings had been any good. I hated being teased. I hated being tricked. And I had plenty of experience handling bullies who liked to do that stuff to me. Percy hefted the shield on his arm and turned to us friends. "We need to have a little talk with Ares."

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Here’s a snippet of the upcoming chapter of HYHB (Apollo’s terrible no good birthday chapter) . Enjoy!

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//So why I am I in charge of bringing Herr Forehead to the party?// he’d asked Trucy after Wright’s daughter had successfully roped him into her little scheme a few weeks ago.

//Because he’s suspicious of everyone except you. It’s been so hard keeping this secret at work. He knows I am up to something.//

//Are you certain a surprise party is the right thing for him?// Klavier had asked. He had doubts that Apollo would be the type to enjoy having a lot of attention on him on his birthday, let alone having a surprise party. The man always seemed too high strung, and considering where he worked- between Trucy’s surprising magic tricks and the revolving door of characters the Wright Anything Agency tended to represent- Klavier wasn’t sure if Apollo liked working in that sort of environment or if Apollo was a glutton for punishment. “Then again, I work at the Prosecutor’s Office with colleagues who keep trained hawks or whip people with impunity,” Klavier sighed, “at least I have meine own office.”

In the end, Klavier had agreed to be the one to keep Apollo distracted and away from office under the guise of Klavier happening to have off on the same day as Apollo’s birthday and it being a coincidence to just hang out for a bit. Klavier didn’t have much of a plan either. He’d texted Apollo earlier that week to let him know that he was taking a half day from the office and if Apollo would want to get coffee and maybe go to the dog park together. Klavier figured keeping the plans close to their typical hangouts would be a good start, and as predicted, Apollo mentioned that he was in fact off that day,

“Mr. Wright told me if I don’t take off for my birthday, he’d suspend me-”

Ah, the 24th is your birthday, Herr Forehead? Why don’t you share such information with me-” Klavier had teased, “Now we must do something special -”

Apollo sputtered on the other end, “N-no that’s not what I meant, we don’t have do something else- I am fine with coffee and the dog park-”

“Nein. I am taking you out for lunch. I’ll have a dog walker come by and take her-”

“We, I mean…you don’t have to take me out to lunch-” He could practically see Apollo standing in the middle of his apartment with a hand rubbing his temples, “ughh…you’re going to insist aren’t you?”

“Ja, of course I am…but I will let the birthday boy pick our luncheon destination-”

“Promise?” Apollo asked, “even if let’s say, I want to get ‘In N’ Out’ and come back to the apartment to play video games?” There was a pause on the end, as if Apollo was waiting for Klavier to call his bluff.

“If that is what you want to do, then the only thing I’ll ask is that you let me take you out to dinner later to that Cantonese place you promised we’d go to a month ago but couldn’t due to work getting out of hand last month.” Klavier countered; feeling proud that he’d suggested to Trucy to have the party there since he knew that Apollo had been absolutely dying to go there since it had opened, and wouldn’t resist an invitation.

“That’s the only thing you’ll ask for?” Apollo asked; Klavier smiled, knowing that he had Apollo right where he wanted him, “Well, that and if we could get at least one order of Animal Style fries to share-” Apollo had laughed at that. The sound of it making Klavier feel all the more better about lying to Apollo, even if it was under the guise of getting him to a party to celebrate his birthday.

“Are you kidding- you don’t have to even ask- I eat everything ‘animal style’-….well not everything, kinda gross to put cheese and onions into my shake-”

Klavier wrinkled his nose, “That’s so unhealthy- I can see getting a burger OR your fries that way-but not both-”

“More for me then. Also, calories don’t count on your birthday-”

“So very true. Also I suppose I can’t say anything, I ask for meine burger to be fried in mustard and with extra salt-”

“Ooh, I’ve never tried that, I am always afraid to ask especially when it’s busy-”

The conversation ended with Klavier securing Apollo for the rest of the day, and him feeling lighter than he had before calling Apollo. Satisfied that he had done his side of the initial party planning work, he’d let Trucy know and thrown himself into paperwork that had seemed to grow twice as tall in the span of his conversation with Apollo. The weeks went on, and honestly Klavier had almost forgotten about his part in taking Apollo to the surprise party- these hangouts with Apollo were becoming a familiar part of his weekly routine. It was Trucy’s text, two days before that brought about the uncertain doubts Klavier felt about throwing Apollo a surprise party, but given that he had been vehemently overruled on all sides- well, really by Trucy, Athena and Juniper. Mr. Wright, Klavier noticed was staying as far out of the whole affair as possible.

Klavier could forgive the older attorney, Herr Wright and Herr Edgeworth were both in the middle of planning a wedding as well as keeping the legal world from backsliding into the dark age. But even without all of that on their shoulders, Klavier also knew how difficult it was to say “no” to Trucy once the young magician had her mind set on something (so long as it didn’t involve practicing pyrotechnics in the office or sawing either of her fathers or ‘not-brother’ in half).

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solangeloweek day 1: fathers day

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Will Solace has never been nervous to travel. 

He used to go on vacations with his mom when they could afford it, although most of those were road trips. Then, when he got older and started working for the magazine company he currently works for, he was sent on all sorts of business trips. Will got used to traveling; used to flying and being in different places every couple of nights.

It’s less the plane ride that he’s nervous for and more the actual reason why he’s going. Yes, it is technically a business trip, but its a business trip to Texas and Will thinks he’s found his father. The one that walked out of their house when he was barely a year old and never looked back. The one that never sent birthday cards or went to Will’s graduation, who didn’t even attempt to contact Will once he was older. 

It was an accident, really, that he found his father. 

Of all things it was an ad on his Instagram feed that popped up, promoting a touring band called Apollo with lead singer Lester Papadopoulos. Seeing his father’s name not spoken from his mother for the first time was a bit of a shock.

The universe had a cruel sense of humor though, or so it seemed, as their gig in Austin, Texas lined up right as Will was headed there for a business trip slash unplanned reunion with his mom. 

The opportunity was at Will’s feet, practically begging him to finally find out what kind of man his father really is. Or more likely, have Will give him a piece of his mind.

“You good?” A voice from behind him came. His coworker and best friend Nico was also assigned this trip with him (like usual, and thank god for that). 

Nico bumps their shoulders together as the two of them board. “Usually I’m the one with plane anxiety.”

Will pushes back his thoughts and replaces them with a smile. “It’s not that. Can’t say I’m completely looking forward to three days of conferencing, though.”

“Tell me about it!” Nico groans, practically throwing back his head as the two of them settled in their seats, preparing for the four-hour flight from New York to Austin. “Last time we were stuck in one of those, I pretended to be taking so many notes but I was just doodling!”

Will laughs. “I remember that one. We played hangman at one point,” he reminds Nico, which just causes him to go onto retelling many stories about conference days. It was one of Nico’s ways of calming down before the plane took off, but also gave Will time to zone off again about his father.

He has the date, location, and time of the bar that Lester and his band were playing at just in case. The thought was burning in the back of his mind just like it had been ever since Will first saw the ad, and he imagines it wasn’t going to leave until Will just sucked it up and faced his deadbeat of a dad. 

“Is your mom still upset that we aren’t staying with her?” Nico asks, pulling Will from his thoughts once again. (Though not completely. Like he said, burning in the back of his mind.)

“I think right now she is, but once we take over her house during the day, demanding food and laundry, she’ll be glad to have the space to herself at night.”

“We are not demanding anything from your mother,” Nico replies indignantly.

“You might change your mind about that once you taste her cookies.”

They’re cut off as the engine begins to roar, and Nico squeezes his eyes shut, grabbing Will’s hand. Even after a few years of working together, he’s still scared of planes. He has the same reaction to every flight. 

Will had offered his hand on their second flight ever together, and every flight since then, to the point in which he just takes it when he feels they’re about to take off. It’s one of their weird business trip traditions.

Will notices an older man eyeing their hands from across the aisle, making him nearly roll his eyes at the guy. For one, they’re not even dating. And if they were, what was the big whoop? Were people still sensitive to two guys holding hands in this day and age? 

It didn’t matter, he supposes, because there was no way Nico was letting go until they reached a level relationship to the ground.

⁠—

Naomi Solace was waiting for them as soon as they got their bags. She had insisted that even while they weren’t staying with her for the trip, the least she could do was provide them some transportation so they wouldn’t have to rent a car.

Nico was visibly uncomfortable, Will could tell. He’s tried explaining multiple times that his mother is the last person to be afraid of as long as you don’t hurt Will or mention his father, neither of which Nico had done. It didn’t help to calm him down though. 

That worry seemed to melt the moment Naomi catches their eyes, immediately waving them over with the brightest smile on her face.

She hugs Will first, of course, who could feel relief spreading through his body when she wraps his arms around him. Even with all the crazy going on around them, it was comforting to know that his mom was there for him. (Not that she knew Will’s other reason for the trip, nor would she. It would crush her, and he can’t handle that right now.)

After she finally lets go of Will, she immediately goes to Nico. Will winces, cursing at himself internally that he hadn’t told his mom that Nico didn’t like to be touched without warning until he realized that he can’t even help but to relax into one of Naomi’s hugs.

The tension had completely dissolved by the time they got to the car, leaving Will to excitedly tell Nico all about the area that he had grown up in.

“Schlitterbahn!” he cries excitedly, causing Nico to give him a confused look.

“Bless you?” he says, more like a question than a statement, causing both Will and Naomi to laugh.

“Not a sneeze,” Will says giddily. “Just the best waterpark ever!”

Nico still looks confused (has he never been to a waterpark?) but he seems content with letting will rediscover his past. Will’s grateful for it, especially considering it takes his mind off his father.

It also makes Will realize something. Something huge, unknown to Nico, and only a select part of the southern experience. He turns to Nico with a near-crazed grin. “Have you ever had Whataburger?”

“Had a what-a-what?” 

“We have to take him there for dinner, mom!” Will’s voice is pitched higher than normal, dripping with pure childlike excitement. Next to him, Naomi’s smile was much more calm, only laughing at her son’s antics

 Meanwhile, Nico looks like he’s almost expecting Naomi to say know. Lord knows how many times Will has refused to go to McDonald’s with Nico for dinner on business trips. That changes as soon as Naomi takes a quick turn into a parking lot. 

Will nearly pulls Nico out of the car as she parks, dragging him towards the bright orange and white doors of the restaurant. 

“I know you’re a devoted McDonald’s fan, but at least give this a try,” he says, walking Nico up to the counter. “I think we might be able to change your mind.”

Once the three order their food, they sit down together at a booth. Will ends up sliding next to his mom rather than Nico, which is a force of habit after many restaurant trips spent sitting across from each other. 

Both Naomi and Will eagerly watched as Nico took the first bite of his burger. He chewed comically slow, making vague facial expressions before swallowing. He pauses, then decides “It’s alright.”

“Alright?” Will nearly yells, trying not to laugh through his words.

Nico’s face breaks out in a grin. “Okay, maybe it’s better than alright. I still think McDonald’s is my number one, though.”

Will rolls his eyes. “We need to get you some new taste buds.”

⁠—

Later, Will flops back happily on the hotel bed. He sighs contentedly as several joints in his back pop, savoring the feeling of resting for the first since they got off the plane. 

After dinner, they gave Nico a quick car tour of the city of Austin before Naomi dropped them off at the hotel they’re staying at. They’ll have plenty of time to explore the city tomorrow after some much needed rest. 

Will hears a soft laugh coming from next to him. He rolls to his side to face Nico, who’s sitting cross-legged on the bed across from him as he bemusedly watches Will stretches.

“Comfortable?” Nico asks, grinning. Will’s taken aback for a moment by how soft his best friend looks at that moment in black sweatpants and a soft gray-green t-shirt. He’s actually very pretty, and for a moment Will wonders what it would be like to cuddle with him.

He shakes that thought away with a smile, dramatically stretching his arms above his head. “Very.”

Nico laughs again, uncrossing his legs and scooching up to the headboard of the bed. “Not quite like my bed at home-”

“But better than some of the others we’ve had,” Will finished, nodding. He mirrors Nico’s actions, sliding under the covers of his own bed and reaching to plug his phone in. He's not really that tired, but he doesn’t want to think about the day ahead of him tomorrow anymore.

“Hope you’re ready for some epic rounds of hangman tomorrow,” Nico says as Will reaches to turn off the lamp next to him. 

He grins in response. “It’s the highlight of these conferences.”

Nico rolls his eyes. “We need to stop agreeing to these trips.”

“Yeah, maybe,” he laughs. “Goodnight, Nico.”

“Goodnight, Will.”

He rolls over, facing away from Nico as he tries to force himself to fall asleep. His mind is still racing, though, overlapping thoughts about his mother and his father, and even Nico himself. 

All he could do was close his eyes until he fitfully fell asleep.

⁠—

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