Meeting of the Oblivious

Fandoms included: Percy Jackson, Keeper of the Lost Cities, Wings of Fire

Setting the scene: A few characters from multiple fandoms are gathered in a room, no idea why. There is an invisible narrator (that they can hear), and there's a few of their friends/family in spectator stands.

Narrator: Hello, my friends! Welcome to the meeting of the oblivious!

Percy: What the heck are we doing here? I'm not oblivious!

Literally everyone at CHB (watching from spectator stands): Sure you aren't...

Clay: I'm not oblivious either! If this is about Peril supposedly liking me, she doesn't! We're just friends!

Tsunami: Yes she does

Glory: Yep she does

Star flight: Yeah she kinda does

Darkstalker: *pauses his war* Yes. She does.

Carnelian: *comes back from the dead* Yes she does *dies again*

Peril: Yes I do

Narrator: And that is why I invited your loved ones. Figured none of you would want to admit it.

Sunny: Uh... am I here to support Clay or...

Tsunami: For moons sakes Sunny, you didn't realize Starflight was in love with you! You're oblivious too!

Sophie: I'm not-

Fitz, Keefe, Dex, literally everyone who's observed Sophie in kotlc: YES YOU ARE!

Keefe: The Great Foster Oblivion is canon. You cannot escape it. But we all know you like me better than Fitzie over there *wink*

Sophie: I- You know what I give up...

Narrator: Anyways... we will now hand out awards for most oblivious!

Narrator: Third place goes to... Seaweed Brain!

Annabeth: *cheers and smirks*

Percy: *rolls his eyes and grabs his medal*

Narrator: Second goes to... Clay!

Clay: *grins and looks at Peril*

Narrator: And first place goes to... drumroll please!

Crowd of most people across three fandoms: *aggressive stomping, slapping, ad cheering*

Narrator: Sophie Foster!

Keefe: *whoops and cheers* Lady Fos-Boss! The Mysterious Miss F!

Narrator: And that concludes today's meeting, diverse into your separate fandoms attendees!

Inspired by a few pins and my random 2 am thoughts. :)

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