Forgetfullness

Cassie had bumped into the person's body. It was a man, and he felt a bit familiar to her. "Do we know you...?" Cassie asked. He seems familiar, but I don't remember how. I don't think he was a part of my past, so where else have I seen him?

"Well, we have met before. I'm the armoire jumper, and you—" he pointed at Lina "— are the one who punched me. Honestly, if you guys hadn't untied me, I would've died due to lack of care."

"Sorry for forgetting about you!" Eri said.

"Wait, how did you know the kitten was Lina?" Cheshire asked.

"I've been hanging around here for the most part, so I've heard and seen some things," he said, "You guys don't seem to hang out at the stationary store, so that seemed like a good place to stay."

"Why are you still here though?" Snow asked.

"I was here first. You may have kicked me out of my armoire, but I still like this place," he said. "It was a nice place before, and it's still a nice place."

"True! Annabeth fixed the chandelier! I always liked that chandelier," Eri said.

"Leo did help," Annabeth said.

"What's your name anyway? If you don't mind me asking," Cheshire said to the man.

"Ah, I'm Johnathan, but you can just call me John," John said.

Fred and George who had switched with each other burst into the room.

"You're still here?!" Fred asked.

"Actually... I think we're a little bit late to questioning that," George said.

"So, is that everybody for who wants to come scout with us?" Eri asked for one final time.

"Can I?" John asked, "I know this area like the back of my hand."

"Hmmmmmmmmmm... no. I don't trust you," Eri said.

"Well, I think you should have at least some trust in me that I won't kill you guys. I could've done it a thousand times by now, considering some of you don't even close your doors at night," John said.

"Fine, you can come with us," Eri said.

They went scouting, and nothing important happened.

Soon, it was the third day of the body swap. Most everyone was getting accustomed to their temporary body. John had disappeared for the whole day the day before, but nobody wanted to bother him about it.

It was dinner, and Lina's craving for mouse was getting harder to suppress. "HOW CAN I STOP CRAVING MOUSE?!" Lina desperately asked Cheshire. She had killed a mouse earlier, and it lay at her paws. One side of her felt horrible for killing it, while the other side of her was extremely tempted to eat it. "I am using all of my will power to not eat this thing! I don't even know why I started hunting in the first place!"

"I say you should just try it. They're not that bad," Cheshire said.

"But... can someone cook it first? I don't really wanna eat raw stuff..." Lina said.

"Ocotillo!" Cheshire called over.

"Yeah?" Ocotillo asked.

"Roast this mouse and pretend it's Rabbit please," Cheshire said.

Ocotillo roasted the mouse with all her rage.

"Wait don't burn it!" Lina said.

"Ah make sure not to burn it!" Cheshire warned, "Burnt mouse tastes awful!"

Ocotillo stopped roasting the mouse.

"Thank you for your service!" Cheshire said. "Now eat it Lina, it tastes good!"

Dionysus poofed into the room. "I can't believe that kitty Leila Vineyard is actually going to eat that mouse!"

"WHAT THE- WHERE DID-" Lina sputtered.

"Mr. D!" Eri exclaimed.

"Hi!" Lina meowed excitedly, "Oh, and it's Lina Vancouver by the way."

"Sorry for the mistake Leila," Mr. D said absentmindedly.

"It's LINA!" Lina said.

"Whatever, do I look like I'm gonna bother to remember your name?" Mr. D said.

"Why are you here?" Eri asked.

"I wanted to see how that dare I did affected you guys," Mr. D said.

"Wait what.... wait, YOU DID THIS?!" Eri asked.

"Nooo... I'm actually Aphrodite disguised as Dionysus! Of course it's me!" Mr. D said.

"But why us?" Eri asked.

"Well this is a group that holds some of the most well known heroes: Peter Johnson, Annie Belle Cade, Leonard Velasquez, John Green, Nigel De Abbadelli, Warner Solstice, Patricia McElveen, Frederick Zhou, and Cheshire and the rest," Mr. D said.

"You only got Cheshire correct!" Lina complained.

"Whatever Leila!" Mr. D said.

Lina face-pawed.

"I'm not a hero though..." Cheshire said.

"You control Bunny. Of course you're a hero," Mr. D said.

"Well, yes, I do control him," Cheshire said.

"NOBODY CONTROLS ME! I'M AN ETERNAL FLAME, BABY!" Rabbit yelled.

"Shut it Bunny!" Mr. D said with purple flames dancing in his eyes.

"Don't burn my body please," Eri pleaded.

"Fine, Ellen. Ah yes, we also have Mooncrusher, Quint, Wally, Umbli, Tortoise, and Kala," Mr. D referred to the Pyrrhians.

"Kala doesn't sound too bad," Kinkajou said.

"Of course it doesn't, Kala," Mr. D said.

"Except my name is Kinkajou," Kinkajou said.

"Okay, Kinkajou," Mr. D said.

Kinkajou pumped her first, "Yes! He calls me by my name!"

"My name is Qibli, not Quint," Qibli said.

"Good for you Quint," Mr. D said.

Qibli just sighed and shook his head.

"I'm glad he doesn't know me," Ocotillo said.

"Of course I know you! You're... Octopus! Wait, could it be Ocotill- nah, it's gotta be Octopus!" Mr. D said.

"You've gotta be kidding me..." Ocotillo sighed.

"Oh! It seems like Aphrodite has dared Apollo to do something outrageous! I've got to go now!" Mr. D said, and he poofed away.

"Phew, he's gone," Lina said.

"So... how are you, John?" Eri asked.

"Me? Or the real John," Jason asked.

"Real John," Eri said.

"Well, frankly, I'm still surprised by all this, but I'm good otherwise," John said.

"Are you from South Carolina? You said you know this place like the back of your hand," Eri said.

"Yep, I am," John said.

"Cool! Lina and I are from South Carolina too!" Eri said.

"South Carolinians!" Lina meowed with pride.

"Hey, Cassie, where are you from?" Eri asked.

"Texas," Cassie said.

"Cooool," Eri said.

Cheshire started cheering "Wonderland!" as if he were a small child.

"Camp half-blood is what I consider my home," Annabeth said.

"I'm from Missouri to Florida back to Missouri!" Snow said.

"Same about the Missouri part," Riley said.

"Hm, I am still curious as to how your marching band did," Lina said followed by Cheshire's translation.

"We did pretty good in grand nationals," Snow said.

"What did you play?" Eri asked.

"Saxophone," Snow answered.

"Oh! I wonder what next year's theme is at Santee!" Lina said with translation.

"There's... not gonna be a show next year Lina. It's the apocalypse," Eri stated.

"There will be! I'll make it happen!" Lina meowed with determination and translation.

"Oh! You can ask about it on the radio!" Eri suggested.

"Yes! Give me the radio!" Lina said with translation.

Eri brung out the radio and turned it to The Santee Talk Show station.

"HELLO! IT'S 8:00 AND I AM YOUR 8-10 HOST GREG MYERS, NICE TO MEET YA! THIS IS THE SANTEE TALK SHOW, AND I AM NOT GETTING PAID FOR THIS! LIKE I HAVE TO THINK OF STUFF TO TALK ABOUT FOR TWO HOURS AT NIGHT AND I DON'T EVEN GET FIVE MINUTES OF EXTRA SLEEP," the host said.

On the other side of the radio something got thrown at someone and there was a small scream from Greg.

"Okay, so apparently I'm not allowed to complain," Greg said, "ANYWAY! CALL US AT THIS NUMBER." And he said the number.

Cheshire stole Eri's phone and dialed the number. "I'll translate for you, Lina."

"AND WE'VE GOT A CALL!" Greg announced, "HELLO AND WHAT IS YOUR NAME?"

"Hello, and I don't feel like saying it," Lina said with translation.

"SO, WHAT ARE YOU CALLING FOR? SURVIVAL TIPS? HOW TO HIDE A BODY?" Greg asked, then things on his end got quiet and he muttered, "Wait, that's not appropriate to say on air? Well fudge."

"Has that one group come back? The one that went to New Zealand?" Lina asked with translation.

"Actually, yes. They've come back a few days early. No losses to the team, and we are officially the friends of Wellington, New Zealand," Greg said.

"That's good. Oh! Can I speak to one of the members named Tyler? Tyler Vancouver?" Lina asked with translation.

"He might be sleeping. They came back exhausted. I guess I'll have to try and wake up the beast," Greg said. The orchestra played a song as the Greg went to get Tyler.

"AND HE IS EVER SO RELUCTANTLY HERE!" Greg announced.

"Thank you Greg," Lina said with translation.

"YOU'RE WELCOME. YOU MAY NOW SPEAK TO HIM!" Greg said.

"What the f*ck do you want?" Tyler asked.

"LANGUAGE TYLER! Also, it's your sister Lina! I have been turned into a kitten, so my words have to be translated through this guy who speaks cat. Also, he was turned into a girl which is why he sounds like such," Lina said with translation.

Tyler said, "I'm... not even gonna ask. What did you call me for Lina?"

"Weeeeell, I wanted to see if you, my lovely brother, was alive and doing well! Also, next year, if things are going okay at Santee, I think it'd be a great idea to produce a marching band show. I'm sure lots of people's spirits aren't super high because of the whole apocalypse thing. So, maybe they need their spirits raised and to be reminded of who they are," Lina said with translation.

Tyler said, "Well, I am clearly alive as you are talking to me-"

"I didn't call you so you could sass me," Lina interrupted with a timely translation.

"You didn't let me finish," Tyler said. "That idea of yours, it's really not that bad. Though we might not have the time to do all that, it definitely sounds like something we could do eventually."

"Sounds good. That's really all I have to say, so see ya Tyler," Lina said with translation.

"Bye," Tyler said and left.

Eri turned off the radio.

For the rest of the night, people did whatever they wanted to do. Ocotillo, Moon, and Eri played card gambling games with bottle caps as currency. Now, Moon had money if the Fallout games ever happened.