I was sitting on the porch at Camp Half-Blood, munching on tin cans with my buddies. By the way, I'm a satyr named... Well, you should know by now. You don't?! I'm loyal Grover Underwood, protector of Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, of coarse! (Duh!) I still remember the day Chiron sent me to retrieve Percy like it was yesterday. I'll tell you the story, if you like. It went something like this...
It all happened at the Yancy Academy field trip, at a greek/roman museum. Chiron (AKA Mr. Brunner) using his wheelchair to pull me aside from the rest of the students, (as far as I could tell, none of them were demigods), and said, "Grover. Do you smell any monsters? We should probably bring Percy to camp soon." " Unfortunately, I do smell monster. A very powerful monster, to be exact." I replied. "Grover, you have done well. But it is imperative that we bring Percy to camp. Now." Mr. Brunner said urgently. His tone became questionable. "Speaking of which, can you sniff out the monster that is concealed here at Yancy?)" Mr. Brunner asked. "It's Mrs. Dodds, Mr. Brunner. You will never believe it, but Mrs. Dodds is, in fact, a kindly one!"I said slowly. Mr. Brunner/ Chiron gasped.
"There is a kindly one in this building!?" Mr. Brunner whisper-shouted. "Why didn't you tell me sooner!" "You never asked." I admitted. "Ugh. Grover, what am I going to do with you?" Chiron mused. I laughed nervously. "Now, lets catch up to the group and eat lunch; I hear they are serving enchiladas at the cafeteria!" Chiron added, laughing.
As it turned out, there were NOT enchiladas in the cafeteria (curse you, Chiron!) As I was eating my cheese and tin can burrito, ( yeah, I said tin can), there were chunks of PB&J sandwich flying toward my head. This, however, was no mystery; Nancy Bobofit did this just about every day at school. "I hate that girl." Percy said as he intercepted another volley of PB&J. "Me too." I agreed. "We really should get her back sometime." Percy whispered, grinning.
Mr. Brunner declared that lunch was over and we exited the cafeteria. Nancy started getting all pushy-shovey, which was very annoying. Unfortunately, Mr. Brunner didn't notice (if he did he did see he didn't let on) so we had to deal with her until we got to a big giant fountain spurting water. As she mock-admired the carvings, Percy looked like he was trying to figure out a very hard question on a math quiz, he was concentrating so hard. Suddenly, there was a gurgling sound and a loud yelp. Nancy Bobofit was lying face down on the fountain floor. "Mrs. Dodds!" She called out.
Mrs. Dodds appeared in about two seconds, coming to Nancy's aid. "What's wrong dear?" She asked, although she was glaring at Percy. "I've been told the water fountain mysteriously grabbed me, but Percy pushed me!" Mrs. Dodds yelled, "Perseus Jackson, come with me!" Percy's face turned red. (If my name was Perseus, I would not want my real name mentioned in public.)
"Mr. Brunner! Come quick! The kindly one has got Percy!" I shouted. Mr. Brunner gasped. "We better rescue him before it's too late!" Mr. Brunner shouted. Mr. Brunner handed me an ordinary ball point pen and asked me to give it to Percy. I rushed out towards Mrs. Dodds and Percy.
"Percy," I screamed. "Take this ball point pen, it's pretty useful." Unfortunately I've said some pretty crazy things over the years so I wasn't sure if he believed me, but he grabbed the pen anyway and ripped off the cap. A glowing bronze blade appeared. Mrs. Dodds on the other hand was now a shriveled hag with bat wings and a flaming whip. Percy saw this ugly creature and swung his sword. The blade hit the hag and she burst open like a pinata. Then Percy calls out, "Yo Grover, where did you get that wicked sword?" I grabbed his arm and we exited the museum onto the school bus, ready to relax after the interesting field trip to the museum.