August thread competition Tyler and Marianne

Roses are red, violets are blue, whose not going to the camp prom? This duuude. Blue... Dude...? Okay it wasn't a perfect rhyme, but it would have to do. Most of the time, the innuendos, the clever word play, and anything witty or smart Tommy might say was planned a head of time. Way ahead of time. Heck that line was only in pre-alpha stage for his high school prom NEXT year. As for this Camp Half Blood prom it was kind of thrust at Tommy unexpectedly and therefore he had no idea if he was going.

Usually, a place filled with girls dressed to impress would draw a great attraction for Tommy. But ever since his trip to the big apple and his mixed feeling for certain pop singer, casual flirting just hadn't held the same interest. Well, there were a few exceptions anyways. Still, a place where he could end up seeing her again just didn't hold much attraction for Tommy and it was definitely not how he wanted his night to go down. No, he craved a different type of excitement, maybe one without much emotional attachment. Then Tommy noticed the graffiti.

The first colors of spray paint splattered Tommy's cabin wall and spelled out the words "Charlie FTW". Confused and irritated, Tommy asked out loud the obvious question that would plague anyone's mind once they saw this vandalism. "Who's Charlie?!?"

With all of the chaos going through his mind, Tommy somehow managed to overlook the obvious that the graffiti was evidently referring to the infamous Charlie- enemy of CHB, Olympus, and the like. Instead, Tommy's mind jumped first to Charlie Chapman, and then to Charlie in the chocolate factory. Honestly, Tommy didn't know too much on who Chapman was, just that he knew the name from some History class or another, but Charlie in the chocolate factory he did know quite a bit about. That movie was one of his favorites as a kid, Johnny Depp version of course, and Tommy whole-heartedly agreed with the sentiment on his cabin's wall. Crossing his arms, he even stated out loud, "I love Willy Wonka!" He did find it a bit odd that someone would choose to express their appreciation for the chocolate wonderland on his cabin wall, but who was Tommy to judge somewhere's taste in art?

Something caught Tommy's forcing him to turn his attention to the back of the cabin. At the rear of the cabin was a crude picture of what looked to be Chiron, who was apparently being shown in all his evilness. This outrage... was awesome! Tommy couldn't believe someone would have the gall to draw such discriminating picture of Chiron. Although, Tommy felt that it was missing something. An idea popping into his head, Tommy went to retrieve his can of spray paint, a can that he had unofficially won and therefore taken from a Hermes camper, and began to edit the drawing. Tommy felt that he needed to in some way get retribution at Chiron for the scolding he gave Tommy on his way back from his trip to New York. The picture was beautiful... in an immature sense.

Tommy left the picture of Chiron alone, the only thing he did was add to the scene. Tommy had placed a... "rocket ship" in front of Chiron's hands and gave it the motion of "launching" into Chiron's mouth. Giggling with his own cleverness, the finished work brought a tear to his eye. Pleased and a huge grin on his face, Tommy started to walk off to get ready for the prom that he did not know if he was going too.

So apparently "Charlie FTW" did not mean Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Tommy learned this about midday during lunch and he had to say that he was disappointed. Many campers were talking about the vandalism, and since the thought of one of Charlie's soldiers sneaking into camp seemed impossible, the Hermes campers were the scapegoats. Although he wasn't included, Tommy overheard the cabin leaders trying to pin point who was causing the pranks, and many were worried that the Hermes campers were planning something even bigger for tonight's prom. That last part Tommy found interesting. So they're might be excitement for tonight after all. Well, if he was going to go then Tommy would need to find a date, and quick. He already had some nice clothes back at his cabin, all he needed was a girl.

Finding a girl would be no easy task, as he soon realized. It was the day of prom, and almost everybody had a date already. Tommy was surprised although he shouldn't have been. Not everybody was as indecisive as him, nor as rash. A bit underwhelemed by the responses he was getting, Tommy elected to try his luck outside of the mess hall. Of course, most campers were at the mess hall eating, so finding a girl not with the rest of the cabin was unlikely. Despite his grand optimism, Tommy knew chances were slim that he would find a date out here, so he formulated a plan. Instead of a camper, he was going to ask a nymph!

Out of the corner of his eye, Tommy glimpsed a suspicious character running to the stables. Curious more than anything, he decided to check it out. Walking as quietly as he could, which for him was the equivalent as a bear trying to sneak up on a salmon, he watched as she spread her arms in the air and waited for something to happen. Maybe she was looking for a hug from a pegasi? Tommy didn't see the layer of ice the girl had laid down, so his first impressions of her was that she was strange. Deciding to approach her, instead of stalking her like a creep from the shadows, Tommy began to walk towards when she broke out in a sprint. Caught off guard, Tommy ran after her and soon started to gain on her. When he finally reached she gave some excuse about him being a monster. Tommy barked a laugh at that. "How would a monster get into camp boundaries?" He asked a little dubious about this girl's mental state. First she tries to hug pegasi and now she thinks monsters can get into camp. Shaking his head, a grin still on his face, Tommy asked "Who are you anyway?"

Totally eat you for lunch. Tommy just ate lunch. If a monster ate him for it's lunch would it taste Tommy's lunch too? Would it be like opening your McDonald's bag and finding two sandwiches instead the one burger you ordered? That would be awesome right now.. McDonald's... Tommy's mind got a little sidetracked at the mention of his favorite times a day. Although maybe breakfast was his favorite time or dinner. Man, he would be one happy camper if they had more meals a day; like second lunch or second dinner, maybe even a snack time and after lunch/dinner tea. That would be great.

"Prom? Oh yeah, that's the main business going on tonight, you know?" He told her, remembering his mission of asking a nymph to the big dance. Too bad, this girl was probably taken. She had a beauty to her that was different from the other campers. Like how fire has its burning beauty, while on the opposite side of the spectrum , an ice sculpture has its own je ne sais quio.

"Well, I would be going buuuut... I haven't gotten around to the asking somebody, part." He admitted, his honest side coming forward for a bit. It really couldn't hurt admitting he didn't have a prom date right? Maybe this girl had a friend or something that she could hook him up with. He didn't really care who he went with, hell he was considering asking plant people, he just wanted o be part of the excitement that was bound to go down at prom. Still, maybe this pale cutie had no one to go with either. Eh it was worth asking. "So how about you? You going tonight?"

Tommy had been waiting on the dance floor for about twenty minutes when he started to wonder where his date was. He had no problem with dancing with other people, and he did do so, but after a while he started to wonder where she was. Another ten minutes and Tommy set out to look for her.

After checking a few locations, he stumbled upon her torn and utterly destroyed. A monster, by the looks of it, got her. Concerned and pissed, he started searching for her frantically. A suspicious noise came from the Aphrodite cabin. With a sword he had grabbed from the armory, Tommy went to check it out. The sight of her was a surprised, to say the least. He had been sure that a monster had grabbed her. Relieve overwhelmed him as he asked, "Are you alright?" Then the he noticed the interior of the cabin.

It was completely destroyed to say the least. The thought crossed his mind that maybe she did this, but he couldn't convince himself immediately. "What happened here?" He asked completely dumb founded.