This takes place during the camp year after the Titan's Curse (So Percy is about 14). He is not with Annabeth yet! Inspired by "I Didn't Need to Hear That" by dnapolymerase314. Check it out!
Rated T for cursing
Percy's POV
I was sweating my way through sword practice. I was practicing with Chiron, and he was NOT going easy on me. I parried his strike, he feinted left, then used the flat of his sword to smack me in the ribs on the right. I fell quite ungracefully to the ground on my butt, my sword skittering away. A couple of Aphrodite girls tittered and waved as I walked by. I rubbed my derrier and smiled hazily at them. They were pretty cute.
Please Percy. You can do way better than that. someone spoke. I looked around. I didn't see anyone. I cautiously called out,
"Hello? Is anyone there?" The voice spoke again.
I'm here you acorn head! In your MIND!
Are you my conscience?
Pan fritters, Percy! It's GROVER!
Oh hi Grover! Wait . . . how'd you get in my brain?
Oh, you know . . . the empathy link.
Okay then. Will you GET OUT!?
No need to shout, err, loud-think. I kind of can't.
What? You started this. You better end it!
I sort of can't. I was trying to make another link to a new camper going on a quest, but I kind of just strengthened ours.
So now what?
I don't really know. I think we can read each other's thoughts.
No shit, Sherlock.
Language!
Sorry. Not my fault you're in my brain though.
Alright, alright, let's meet by the armory to talk to Chiron.
Fine.
I stalked over to the towel rack and grabbed a dirty wash rag.
Darn! These water nymphs are so hot, they make the sun look cold. I rolled my eyes. Darn was probably severe profanity.
Seriously Grover?
Blah-ha-ha-ha! I don't judge your crushes.
Um, first, you do, and second, I'm going to tell Juniper.
Oh Zeus, please don't Percy!
Relax, Grover. I was just pulling your horns. I sighed. I had a feeling that it was going to be a long time before this would end.
