Remember, Remember the Fifth of November

[unit_girl]

It was much easier to organise the second time round. Even if Evey seemed less than excited about the party aspect, last year's Bonfire Night had been enough of a success to do it all again. Which was good because somehow it wasn't the 5th November without fireworks and they were something you never grew out of

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[percy_jackson]

As I showed up to the party (and who could miss it? Everybody was talking about how good the last one could be), I couldn't help but feel guilty that I'd left Mrs. O'Leary back at home. But then, I didn't know how well she'd take to the fireworks.

I felt a little awkward just coming out, all on my own, but perhaps a festive bonfire was what I'd needed to dampen the memories of the really creepy one I'd seen the other day.

I stood around, ate food, and kept an eye out for a familiar face.

[percy_jackson]

I winced. I hadn't gone on any dream _trips_, but demigods had far too many prophetic dreams to count. It was amazing we slept at all, frankly.

"Dream trips?" I asked. "How do they work?"

[spirited_hero]

[percy_jackson]

"Oh, that," I said, understanding dawning. "No, I wasn’t involved in that. I got left behind and put on duty keeping guys like you fed and watered. No dreaming for me." Then, a little more quietly, I added. "For once."

[spirited_hero]

[percy_jackson]

I looked at him a moment, reluctant to tell him. But he'd had magic, and he'd learned about the magic of the other Island residents without batting an eye, so it didn't make sense to lie or duck the question. "Yeah," I replied. "I used to. Before I came here. Nasty, prophetic dreams, always trying to tell me my doom was at hand. I always hated going to bed."

[spirited_hero]

[percy_jackson]

"Well, you know dreams," I said. "They're incredibly cryptic, and nothing is as it seems. It's the same with Oracle prophecies. Sometimes I wonder why these powers even bother."