Magic Upon Magic: Cherrio America, Hello Britain

I fell, water surging towards me. Splash! I hear Allison dive for me. Whispers round the lake and camp. I see my fellow cabin-mates look down to the crystal clear lake as I sink to the bottom. Allison held out her hand, but I couldn't reach it. I was slowly going into a whirlpool. I closed my eyes as I went into the whirlpool. Allison is sucked into the whirlpool with me. I thought I wouldn't be able to breathe, but I bravely took a breath and I could breathe. I motion for Allison to take a breath, and she surprisingly takes a breath and breathes. We are sucked into he whirlpool and go deeper and deeper inside of it. Finally, we are spit out. "Peh!" Allison gacks, spitting out water. I laugh as she spits out a piece of algae. She curses and looks around. "Where are we?" I look around and see that we are sitting in a lake and people are fishing. "What the hell do you bloody toerags think you are doing?!" A random fisher raged. Unfortunately, we were hardwired for Ancient Greek, not British language and slang. Allison spoke up. "Er, we were shoved in a lake and a whirlpool swept us away to here??" She replied and asked at the same time. The fisher looked at us. "Yeah, not bloody bloomin' soon believin' you mates. I bloody bet that's a cockhead lie." I gaze at the pshyco fisher, Allison just dropping her jaw. I step out and look around. "Whoa…" Even tough there's a lake, I see a bustling city, London, in action. Double-decker buses, shops, people everywhere. "Wow." Allison awes. "We're in Britain."

"Oi, mates." A bus driver says. "Couple of euros ("or drachmas" he whispered to us.) and you're on mates." I dug around my pockets for some drachmas. I found two and flipped them to him. "Welcome aboard the famous London Double-Decker Bus for demigods 'round here. ("Or wizards." He mutters mysteriously.) Name's Gus. What are your pretty little ladies desty-nations?" Allison poked her head in front of the driver and said, "Hotel close to Kings Cross Station." Gus smiled a toothy smile. "Aye, mates." And we were off.

I chose a seat on the second story on the bus. Cars and streets passed us by. I noticed that we were on
the wrong side of the road, but my mouth was kept shut. Gus finally stopped at a tall hotel, Kings Cross a couple blocks away. Allison and I checked in, and we went up to our room. "Ah." Allison marveled. "Plush beds, room service, food!" I chuckled. "Unfortunately, not for long, dear friend."