forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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“Thank you.” Trenton kept his facial expression nuetral, but amusement sparkled in his eyes. He took a tentative bite of the sandwich. “Satisfactory job.” He complimented.

“Oof. Just satisfactory?” Lydia said, laughing.

“I apologize for degrading this…” Trenton paused, unsure of which word he wanted to use. He held up the sandwich. “…marvelous creation of yours.”

“I’m joking, Trent. I know it’s not the best, but what do you expect? A five-course meal, with roast chicken and goose?” Lydia said.

Trenton cracked a smile, chuckling slightly. “It was a jest as well, little dwarf.” He patted her on the head to emphasize his point. “Goose would be preferable. Perhaps salmon would be a good substitute?”

Lydia raised her eyebrows, trying her best to look scary. She also tried extremely hard not to laugh. “Little dwarf?”

Trenton exaggeratedly mimicked her facial expression, curling his lips into a snooty looking snarl. “Indeed.” He was unable to keep the amusement from his voice. Mischief gleamed in his eyes as well.

Lydia shook her head, laughing and rolling her eyes. “Wow.”

Trent took a bite of his sandwich, accidentally smearing honey on his cheek. He kept a rather smug looking smile on his face, but stayed silent.

“You got some…” Lydia pointed to her own cheek, laughing as she did so.

Trenton looked around for a napkin, trying to stifle a laugh since Bren and Angel were still in the room. “You are quite immature.” He grumbled, though it was clear he was teasing.

“Oh, I’M immature? I’m not the one with honey all over my face like a little kid.” Lydia said, not even bothering to hide her laugh.

“You dare denounce me as childish?” Trenton’s smile was spreading infectiously across his face. “I am simply grizzled, like the bears of the northwest.” After a moment of hesitation he tried to immiate a growl, but his voice cracked halfway through.

Lydia burst out laughing so hard she almost hit her head on the counter. “Very grizzled.”

Trenton actually burst out laughing for the first time. It was a deep booming laugh that he couldn’t get under control. He stumbled back a little, leaning on the counter for support.

Lydia fought to catch her breath, still laughing.

Trenton held his stomach, his sides hurting from laughing so hard. “If I… If I break a rib this is all your fault.” He whined.

“Oh, you’ll be fine, we’ve all broken ribs.” Lydia said, wiping away tears of laughter.

Trenton caught his breath, his face hurting from smiling. “That was highly unprofessional of me.” He shook his head, trying to school his expression back into a blank slate.

“It’s not work, we don’t need to be professional!” Lydia said, still smiling.

Trenton smoothed out his hair, succeeding in regaining a neutral facial expression. He wiped the honey off his flushed cheeks and straightened out his posture. “Professionalism is a constant requirement.” Trent replied blandly. It was another one of those phrases that sounded as if it’d been drilled into the boy’s skull and written on his skin.

Lydia felt her heart sink. “It’s not, Trent.” She said quietly.

He flashed a charming smile in her direction, working on flattening a piece of hair that escaped the gel. “Worry not, little dwarf. It’s about maturity.” Some of the mischief from the minutes prior gleamed in his eyes before he cleared his throat and resumed eating his sandwich.

Lydia smiled, but she knew it hadn’t reached her eyes. She really hated the fact that this stuff was drilled into her friend, but she couldn’t do anything about it.

Trenton finished his sandwich and cleaned his hands in the sink. “You need to eat too, Lydia. You need energy after what happened earlier.” He avoided mentioning Blair, not wanting to cause any arguments to outbreak. He used a paper towel to dry his hands. “Eat peanut butter if you must, dreadful or not, it contains protein.”