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Of course. Octavian bustled after the teenager, feeling ridiculously as if he were babysitting a toddler. He tsked quietly under his breath, but truthfully, he didn’t really mind– after all, this was Ronald they were talking about. He wouldn’t be himself if he weren’t an absolute IDIOT.

“Alright, alright…” he sighed, practically jogging in an attempt to catch up with the other. “I HAVE lettuce at home, Ronald! Remember to CLEAR YOUR PURCHASES WITH– ugh, never mind.”

Roni placed EVERYTHING he could find that would look good on a burger into the cart. Lettuce, onions, tomatoes... Did mushrooms go on burgers, too? WHAT THE HECK -- he put them in the basket, anyways.

        “Keep UP with me, Octy!” he called out to the confused augur, who was a good ways behind him. Ketchup, musta-- no, no mustard. But RELISH was fine.        “Do you like BACON?”

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It’s strange. Ina thought that he would be angry for sure! Yet when it came to asking if she could help somehow, Roni seemed to perk right up. In fact, it seemed that he was almost pleased that she had offered to help.

Scootting away to get the dustpan and the mini brush, Ina was thinking on that. His emotions hadn’t been certain, and sometimes it was hard to read. Maybe he was someone special, and was able to resist someone reading his emotions clearly.

“I’ve got it!” She was hurrying out with the set in hand. “I’ve got it, Roni!”

         “Sweet!”

Roni couldn’t help but smile at the eager child. Was this how parents felt when their kids started learning stuff? At sixteen, he didn’t want to THINK about getting a wife, much less having kids. Unfortunately for him, getting a wife was  P L E N T Y  on his radar.

         “Be careful when you’re sweeping it up,” he called.          “I don’t know how sharp the glass is.”

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Ina:

Ina had frozen at the top of the stairs, trembling in fear of what might happen when Roni saw the incredible mess she’d made. Despite the fact that he had been so kind and good to her, taking her in, protecting her from The Monster, and even letting her stay there in the enormous house with her, Ina struggled to comprehend his reaction.

“I–.. I’m okay… I can help, if you want.” The offer was meek. She didn’t want Roni to think she was completely useless!

       “Uh...”

Roni looked up at Ina, then back down at the mess scattered on the stairs. Part of him wanted her to stay there, so she wouldn’t get hurt again. After all, the kid looked like a walking magnet for trouble. What kind of kid gets chased around by some crazy scary SHADOW dude, anyways?

But, of course, he couldn’t refuse the offer of an eager kid who wanted to help. She wasn’t about to become a wallflower -- not on RONI HOLLAND’S watch! If she wanted to get dirty, she could get as goddamn dirty as she wanted!

       “Yeah, sure!        You can totally help out!        Uh -- I think there’s        a dustpan in the cupboard        under the sink in the bathroom.        You can get it and sweep stuff up.”

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Ina grunts and looks down at the stunning wreck she’s made of the tray and the contents that had been on top of it. There were two shattered mugs, the plates of their dinner were in the same state… Sandwich bits and veggies were scattered over the stairs….

Darn.

“I-… I’m sorry..!!” Tears welled up in her eyes. Would he get mad? What would happen? “I b–broke the cups..!”

Roni RUSHED over to the base of the stairs as soon as he heard the frantic apology, and peered up at where Ina stood.                 Ina... That was her name, right...? Bits of sandwich and broken plate were intermingled with each other, and were spread all over the stairs. Roni’s expression immediately changed -- not to one of ANGER or IMPATIENCE or even INDIFFERENCE...                 ... but worry.

     “SHIT!!      Are you OKAY, Ina?!      Okay, you -- you stay right there,      and I’ll clean everything up, okay?”

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A sigh. “YES. But no mustard.” Eyes moving over to Ronald’s hand, the augur added, “Tomatoes are fine as well. Just– please let me know when you’re about to pick something up. I don’t want to go BANKRUPT.”

His other hand moved to grasp Ronald’s chin, moving it so that he was looking RIGHT at him. “Do you understand, Ronald?”

Despite the fact that his face was held in place by Octavian’s surprisingly strong hands, Roni’s body was practically buzzing with energy. The excitement never faltered from his face -- except to show a bit of impatience. When would Octavian let him go so he could make his culinary MASTERPIECE?

       “Yeah, I GET IT.        Don’t worry, Octy!        I’m gonna make the most                  D E L I C I O U S         burgers your tastebuds have        ever TASTED!!”

With that, he DUCKED away from Octavian’s grip and ran free. He was headed straight for the produce section. 

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Roni had almost completely forgotten that there was someone else living in his house until he heard a rather loud CRASH from the top of the stairs. Instantly, he leapt to his feet, ready to strike in case anything went wrong. The magazine that was previously on his lap slid to the floor.

          “WHOA -- what HAPPENED?           Are you okay up there?”

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rules are important, man.

...and so are burgers!

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olympuses:

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i have no regrets

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It seemed that the unusual male was going to make an attempt to not be devoured, and the Monster didn’t mind that at all. A little chase never hurt anyone. And besides, if the teen were half as athletic as he claimed, then all of his fears of failure and injury would be that much sweeter when he was caught. 

I need no way to prove anything. Only a taste of your fear. 

The words vibrated through the air as the shadows closed in. If there was any concern over Roni getting any closer to water, the beast showed none. 

This was his chance.

The shadows were  c l o s i n g  i n. Roni could feel them, feel the absolute darkness in them.      He was starting to get a little bit scared,      but one look at Ina and his jaw set again.      He WOULDN’T let her suffer anymore.      She was just a poor little kid who deserved better.

                          ( Focus, Roni. Focus. )

The teen focused on the water beneath him. He could feel it underneath his shoes:          cool and still. And then, much too fast for Roni to comprehend, yet still somehow in slow-motion, Roni had a ball of that same water in his hands, held together by his own sheer will.

Now that he had it in his hands, he focused on his next attack:            THE FIRE. He kept staring the shadows down until he gave himself a headache, but even then he didn’t stop. His hands were growing warm -- perfect. The teen didn’t even give himself time to admire what seemed to be the impossible: a small ball of   f i r e  crackling inside the water. Instead, he  F L U N G  the water with all of his might at the shadow’s core.

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Feeling the slightest but ANNOYED at what seemed to be total and complete IGNORANCE on the teenager’s part, Violet exhaled softly through her nose. It wouldn’t do to be so rude to him. She chalked her bad behaviour up to the rather taxing day she’d had thus far– of course, this was simply NO EXCUSE for her flippance. Her voice was ever quieter as she trekked on, stick at the ready.

“I am not entirely sure as to what you are referring to. Tenot is beyond the forest, good sir. Much of the land is used for farming and housing. As for fields, I’m sure you would find bountiful expanse outside of Phoenixville, our sister city.”

Roni made a face.     Farming?           Housing?                No signs of civilization?                That sounded BORING.                And they didn’t even have any pools!

“So, what you’re saying is there’s NOTHING TO DO in this town? What do you do for fun? Milk a cow or something?”

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“Hm, you must be a tourist then.” she said with a small nod of her head. “I’m not really all that surprised. Most people that travel through that area aren’t too familiar with the area. Hm, it’s in the Wisteria Region, the capital city if I’m not mistaken. It’s mainly a huge tourist spot, as well as a guild city. I should give you a tour sometime.”

“Though, I will admit, if you’re not one for huge cities or a lot of contact with people, it’s probably not the best vacation spot for you.”

     “Yeah, it would be great if you gave me a tour!       I usually do this kinda stuff on my own,       but you look like you know what you’re doin’.”

The truth was, Roni travelled all around the world. He wanted to see EVERYTHING there was to see. But he had never heard of a place called Wisteria. How he even got here in the first place, well... he wasn’t even sure. Maybe he took a wrong turn?

He paused for a while to think.        “So, like, this is a huge tourist spot, huh?         What’s your main attraction?”

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            ⁅  Had that question come off as intrusive by any chance? The             boy was, admittedly, starting to doubt whether or not such an              inquiry had been appropriate, given the other’s abrupt silence.             Fortunately for Owen, though, this proved not to be the case, and             soon enough it’d be a bit before he could respond. It was rather             evident, though, that the boy was impressed. ⁆

                              “Oh! Well, that’s cool! I, er, never                                 really learned another language.                                 Besides Italian, from my aunt. Though                                 it’s been a while since I’ve spoken it.”

                              “It would definitely be easier to read it                                 in Japanese if I could, eheh.”

        “Wait -- you know how to speak Italian?” Roni’s face lit up.          “That’s AWESOME, bro!!           I got a friend -- uh, well --           it’s just someone I know, I guess --           and he’s Italian!           Dunno if he speaks it, though.”

The teen  h o p p e d  excitedly from foot to foot.           “C’mon, man! Say something!”

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As Ronald went on and on about the things he was planning on buying, Octavian couldn’t help but feel a funny feeling in his chest. Something fluttery, something heavy, something that kept his eyes fixated on the demigod, unable to move. What could it be?

Ah yes. It was the aching of the wallet he kept in his bra.

“W-Wait just a moment—”

Spindly hand clamping down onto Ronald’s rather muscled forearm, the legacy reported, “You are on a limited budget, remember? Unless you intend to pay for all of this yourself…”

Roni was about to  g r a b some tomatoes from the produce aisle when Octavian’s hand clamped down onto his forearm.          He looked up in surprise.          That soon faded away into           a laid-back grin.

“Oh, okay. You’re right. So, uh... we’re goin’ with the BASICS. Ground beef, buns... uh... does ketchup count as a basic?”

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Babe? Violet’s face grew stern, though she didn’t say anything on the matter. She barely knew this man, and he was acting as if they were the best of friends. Surely, this was inappropriate.

“That stick has served me quite well. Do not underestimate my strength. I have crossed this forest many times, and I know where the bandits choose to lurk. Experience is on my side, as it is not on yours. Additionally, we have the issue that you don’t know where you’re going, and thus cannot lead this operation. Kindly follow after me, good sir.”

           Harsh.       He liked that in a woman.       Roni followed after Violet       with a renewed  s p r i n g        in his step.

“So, hey, you’re from this Tenot place, right? What’s it like there? Do they have any pools? Basketball courts? Soccer fields? Or is it just, like... FOREST everywhere you look?”

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You are not the normal fare. My pallet believes you are.. DIFFERENT.

The voice echoed in frustration. Whatever this male was, even if he looked like he was some sort of human, some average teen (Cocky teen), there was something to his smell. 

Something to the taste of the air. 

Ina whined. She groaned. The shadow was loosening on her in favour of the noisy, proud teen that appeared to be trying to be devoured by the monster. 

“Roni, no..!!” 

PFFT -- as if Roni would take heed of the monster’s palate. Dude hadn’t even TASTED him yet! And even if he was hankering for seafood, Roni definitely wouldn’t let him have it.

       “Oh, REALLY?        You got any way to prove it,        shadow dude??”

Out of the corner of his eye, Roni spotted a pool of water very close to his feet.           That could work...           if he focused all of his energy           and concentrated. He just hoped this would save Ina.

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“Hey, man,” Percy called back, not seeming to think anything of his hand in his mouth. His mouth was freed with a contained suck, and, offering a halfhearted laugh, he added, “Happen to bring any napkins?”

But, in a flash of inspiration, he remembered the grapevine, and squinted at the demigod. If he even was a demigod. They did have those mortals who thought they were important, too. How else would the grapevine have gotten there, then? 

He motioned to the tiny, naked vine. “Look, dude– it’s like, a tiny baby plant. Has that always been there?”

       “U H H . . .        I don’t think so, man.        I wasn’t really looking -- sorry.”

The teen LAUGHED, an edge of nervousness to his voice. Why was it that that stupid grapevine only grew when he didn’t want it to? That wasn’t how it was supposed to work.  He was supposed to control his powers.

    Anyways, this guy would probably laugh     if he knew what a useless demigod     Roni was... and he wanted to make a                   good impression     on this strange newcomer.

            “Let’s go back to our picnic area, bro!             Now that we’ve got chips, it’s a REAL picnic!”

( well, it wasn’t really a real picnic,                    Roni thought. It was just them and a bag of chips. But he’d make it up. He would make it up. Some other night... he’d bring a real picnic. )