HI yo! Well, this is just a random idea I got, when I was trying to pluck, and I couldn't. Hah!
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Why Apollo Is Annoying, a PJO fic by yours truly
"Holy coconuts! This is so annoying! Why can't I pluck decently!" I exclaimed. My voice dominated the whole house.
"Caithryn, honey, keep it down. I'm on the phone." My mom yelled.
"Sorry, mom."
Oh, right. I almost forgot. I'm Caithryn. I am a demigod. My dad is a demigod, making me a half demigod. And my mom is also a demigod, making me a half demigod, again. So, 1/2demigod plus 1/2demigod equals demigod. Well, at least, that's how I see it. My parents never really explain things to me. I'm a music lover, and these days, I have been into the guitar. At first, I thought that it was as easy as eating pie. But heck no, it wasn't. Well, I admit, the strumming was easy to figure out. But when it came to plucking… I don't wanna talk about it. Bahaha. I'll stop with the introduction and stuff, and get back to plucking.
A few hours had passed, maybe 2 or 3, and, still, I can't do the plucking. "This is really getting into my nerves. Apollo, help me!" I paused for a moment. "Did I just pray to a god?"
And, all of a sudden, Apollo poofed out from nowhere. Well, at least, my question's answered.
"Okay… So, were you the chick who needs some help from the oh-so-awesome me?" He asked, obnoxiously, obviously. And chick? Seriously?
"Why did you, suddenly, appear?" I replied with another question, not, in any way, related to his.
"Am I awesome, or what?"
"What?"
"I am Apollo, the god of music.
I am also the god of poetry.
I am hot and cool, too.
And I am so awesome."
There goes a topnotch for my 'worst poem verses heard list'. "Why were you the god of poetry again? Because, you know, I can't figure out the reason…"
"Because I am so awesome."
"Gah, why did I ever pray to him?" I thought to myself. And at the same time, muttered. Oops, hope he didn't hear it or something. Because if he did, I'll have to listen to another 'I am so…
"Because I am extremely awesome." There it goes. Why does he love himself so much?
"Don't you have other things to do, aside from this?" I asked, completely, far from topic. Like hell, who would ask something about his so-called awesomeness.
"Oh right." Then, right after that last word, he was gone.
"Well, better get back to plucking," I told myself.
After an hour or so, VOILA, I, finally, plucked the tab decently. Whew.
"Thank you, Apollo," I said, with a sigh.
"You're welcome, honeeeeeey," A voice whispered to my ear. It was Apollo. Doesn't he ever get tired of poofing from nowhere?
"Why are you here, again?" I asked,
"I forgot to say goodbye."
"Oh,"
"So, what do you think of my awesomeness?" He asked, running his fingers through his hair.
"Shouldn't you be flirting around with some random girls, right now?" I replied with a question, still, completely away from the topic, completely annoyed. Who wouldn't be?
"Yeah." He grinned. He considers this as flirting?
"Why don't you just go, and drive Artemis mad, until she agrees to date someone?" I asked, slash suggested.
He grinned wider. So, I thought that I could finally get rid of him. But, no. "No way, that is so uncool."
"What?" I asked, via involuntary action.
"I have to go, and drive Artemis mad, until she agrees to date someone." My eyes widened at the statement.
"Eh?" That was, again, an involuntary action.
"Cool idea, right? I am so awesome."
"Wasn't that just what I suggested you to do?" I asked. This time, it wasn't, at all, reflexive.
"No." He replied, blankly.
"That was the complete phrase I told you." I didn't want to just give up, like that, you know.
"Yeah. But you didn't say it awesomely, like I did." Was there a difference between how we said it. Uh, of course, you wouldn't know. I forgot, you're only reading.
"Uh." I was, completely, nah, maybe partially, speechless. I couldn't form a sensible sentence, out of annoyance. I was gritting my teeth, until, finally, he took the pleasure of leaving.
"I'll take my ever-so-awesome leave." He said, right before disappearing.
What the hell is wrong with him? Pch… self-loving narcissists…
ilyPJP19: So, how was it?
luckylyra827: It's awesome... way more awesome than Apollo!
ilyPJP19: Haha. thx..
luckylyra827: YOU HEAR THAT, YOU FREAKING GOD? THE ONE-SHOT'S WAY MORE AWESOME THAN YOU!
ilyPJP19: He might freak out if he hears you say that...
Apollo: NO WAY! I AM SO AWESOME! I'M MORE AWESOME THAN THAT ONE-SHOT!
ilyPJP19: see?
luckylyra827: OH, SHUT UP, APOLLO! GO FRY YOUR ANNOYING FACE ON THE SUN OR SOMETHING!
ilyPJP19: Is it just me or was I just ignored?
Someone else: You were ignored. And it's Apollo's fault.
Apollo: I am the greatest and the most awesome!
ilyPJP19 and luckylyra827: Yeah, you're the greatest, THE GREATEST ANNOYANCE EVER.
Apollo: I am Apollo, the greatest.
I am so hot and all.
These two people are insecure.
Because I am the most awesome in the world.
ilyPJP19 and luckylyra827: In your dreams!
Apollo: I am a drop dead awesome god. I don't dream.
luckylyra827: Why are you so obnoxious!
Apollo: I'm not. I tell the truth.
luckylyra827: Truth? Where?
*starts arguing~
ilyPJP19: hey... please, argue somewhere else... not here...
*ignored again~
ilyPJP19: NVM... Ok, so... Like it? Hate it? Or whatever... Please review^^