Days of Boom: Chapter 37

Eleanor Clatter XXXVII

The Last Bomb

Everyone sat there, shocked at what the mirror showed. The mirror showed a camp with some children, teenagers, and adults. Everyone else looked devestated that the bomb was there, but I couldn't tell why it was that horrible for this place to blow up, when the happiest place on the planet was about to blow up.

"This is not good. Not good at all," Dan mumbled to himself. He paced back and forth like he was trying to devise everything ahead of time.

Joe and Swift both looked like they peed themselves when they saw the camp. They both had their hand covering their eyes, while Amber comforted Joe and I, unsure what to do, awkwardly patted Swift on the back.

"I know this is going to sound really mean and selfish, but why are we freaking out over the last bomb being there?" I pointed to the mirror, which was showing nothing now. They all looked like I asked Why deactivate the bomb?

"No, El, that camp that you just saw is Camp Half-Blood, the camp where we all trained to protect ourselves from monsters. It's home for all of us." Swift explained. It was then I realized how angry I felt that there was a whole camp that could help me defend myself against monsters and I hadn't know about it my whole life.

"Oh." I quietly said. I still didn't feel as sorry as I should have. But I still tried to cheer them up. "Well it's okay. We have twelve hours and if we think hard enough, we can figure out a way to get there quickly!" I grabbed Amber's mirror and tried to make a rhyme with there. "Mirror, mirror in the air, how do we get over there?" I pointed to the paper where I wrote Camp Half-Blood.

The mirror showed a bunch of centaurs running with their pink saddles flopping that said PARTY PONIES: FLORIDA CHAPTER on it and paintball guns in their hands, while in the other hand was a bow and arrow; only a boxing glove replaced the tip of the arrow.

"The Party Ponies!" Joe exclaimed.

"Party Ponies? Okay I miss on way too much." I joked, even if was true. If I'm feeling this excluded and foreign right now, just imagine how much you'll feel when you get there, El. I thought to myself.

"The Party Ponies are a group of ponies. Since centaurs are monsters, they can sniff us and find us." Nolan explained. Then he had a confused look. "When exactly are they—"

Before Nolan could even finish his question, I heard loud horse shoes come charging here. I thought for a second they were going to actually attack us, until I heard the loud sound of their shoes come to a stop like a tire stopping. One of the ponies, Owen, came in.

"The Party Ponies have came to the rescue!" he exclaimed. He seemed like he too had ADHD because he kept on shaking his hands and kicking his feet.

"Great! Thanks, man." Dan patted him on the back. "How did you guys find us in the first place?"

"Well, we are the party ponies of Florida, and when Larry told me that no one was inside Disney World, we all thought this would be our chance to finally go on the rides!" Owen explained. Owen tilted to the side, allowing one of us to get on. "Now, where is your destination?"

"Camp Half-Blood," Nolan said. "We need to get there quickly. Don't ask why or how, but in a matter of hours, my friends can end up dead." he looked down.

"And your wife and daughter," Joe said.

Nolan looked confused for a second, but then shrugged it off, like he never said anything in the first place. "Oh, right. Can't forget about them." he joked.

We all climbed the ponies and finally headed off. The horses ran at a crazy speed, quicker than the most fastest car in the world. One by one, we passed the states: Georgia; the Carolina's; Virginia; Maryland; Pennysylvania (Nolan shouted something about his house, but we passed the state so quickly, he stopped his sentence); New York; in less than a second, Camp Half-Blood.

We thanked the ponies and started walking up the hill. When I finally got to the top, I was amazed. The place undeniably gave you the home feeling and seemed like such a great place to live in. Everybody was wearing orange shirts that said Camp Half-Blood on them. Kids were sword-fighting, climbing a wall that splat lava, picking strawberries and stuff like that. I saw the archery field when I noticed Jared.

"Jared!" I yelled. The rest followed me after him. "How did you find your way out of the labyrinth?" I asked him.

"Hey!" he exclaimed, hugging everyone. "How was Disney world without me? And did you defuse the last bomb?"

"Trust me, Jared, after what we handled, you really would not want to stay there," Dan said. "And as for the last bomb," he said, his voice drifting. He looking at the rest of us to break the news.

"It's here," Nolan admitted. "Here. At Camp Half-Blood."

--Hermione Chase