Title: Slippery when drunk : Percy/Luke (slash). Prompt:
slippery world : Angst, AU : PG-15. Swearing and sexy things.
Unbeta'd and written in roughly five hours. ~2500 words. : Luke
drives a taxi to the end of the world. He picks up guests who
have a similar destination. Two-pronged forks and candy-boxes
ensue. Notes: This was written for the Battle for Camp HalfBlood
contest/challenge-thing at pjo_fic_battle on LJ. I'm sorry, I
couldn't resist. XD.    As a taxi driver, he's used to being
prodded around rudely like an ugly piece of clothing in a
department store. He's used to playing the nonchalance card at
the stiff anger that comes with traffic jams in rush-hour, used
to impatient hands stuffing his cigarette ashtray with twenties
for a quick ride, used to the minute-flirting that some of his
younger female guests employ, used to the chattiness of his
senior citizen customers who have no real destination and a lot
of time to spare (if only for a few more dollars on his
kilometer dial).  Taxi drivers lead a