A/N

Part two of "My New Pet Owl" is here! Sorry it took so long, but I have a life to deal with. Be happy I'm so kind. :D

On with the show!

Percy's P. O. V.

After stuffing the demon into my closet, I walked out to breakfast. Grover was already sitting at my table. Since he technically wasn't human, he always sat with me.

"Hey, Percy! Want a can?" He held one up. Being the human that I was, I politely turned him down. Dryads came with some French toast, an apple, and Fruit Loops. I went to the brazier and pushed off the French toast.

Athena, please help me. I added as a second thought after praying to Poseidon and Athena. I went back to the table.

"Hey, Grover, What do owls eat?" He pondered for a bit. Finally, he looked up.

"I don't know. Ask Annabeth." I mentally slapped myself. Of course he would say that.

"Fine, I will." I started to get up again when he stopped me. When he looked at me, I thought he was going to say something useful. Instead, he said:

"Can I have your apple?" This was like déjà vu. I gave it to him, then headed for the Athena table. Malcolm noticed me first and grinned.

"Hi, Percy. Annabeth, your boyfriend's here." Annabeth turned towards me. She smiled, her grey eyes sparkling in the light.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain. Come here to gawk, or what?" I blushed, shaking my head.

"What do owls eat?" I suppose I shouldn't have said that, because she started going off in an Athena-styled answer, which was more like a lecture.

"Well, owls will eat rodents, fish, insects-" I kind of dozed off, because Annabeth was sort of staring at me expectantly.

"What..? Oh, yeah! Thanks, Wise Girl." I walked away, hearing her mutter, "What a Seaweed Brain." in an affectionate way. When I got back to the Poseidon table, Grover was just finishing up eating his napkin.

"Hey, Perce! Want to hear a new song I've been practicing? It's called, "Muskrat Love". It's my favorite song." As I nodded my head, he whipped out a new pair of reed pipes, given by the Council as a welcoming gift.

He started playing the most stupid song I had ever heard. Even worse than the time he attempted to play Rebecca Black's "Friday".

My eyes started misting, and I guess he thought that I was crying tears of joy because he started playing even louder.

Campers all around us stared at Grover in amusement. I could see Juniper standing at the edge of the woods, although she looked like she loved the song.

I started laughing. I know it was rude, but I couldn't help it. I waved good-bye to Grover and walked to the woods.

From what little I was paying attention, Annabeth had said insects. Being a son of Poseidon, I didn't like catching fish to eat. I still remember the time Paul had taken me fishing. Every time he turned around, I would release the fish back into the water.

I didn't want to kill a rat either. Artemis would probably be annoyed. And when gods are annoyed, they usually attempt to kill someone. In Artemis's case, she would turn me into a jackelope.

I was a guinea pig once, and didn't want to be another animal again. Anyways, I figured I would go insect-hunting, which is harder than it looks.

If you tried diving for one, they would fly away and you'll end up with dirt in your mouth. I speak from experience.

After getting yelled at by numerous dryads, I finally caught five. I ran to my cabin. To anybody else, I would've looked like a hobo, with dirt on my clothes and face. The branch in my hair didn't exactly help.

Let's just say that I was pissed when I found that Minerva had opened my closet door and was munching on some of my fish in the fish tank. They had been a gift from my dad, named Joe, Denise, and Albert. Yes, I know that I'm not that creative.

When I tried offering the (now dead) insects to it, Minerva gave me an owl sneer, its eyes turning a strange gray. It was gone in a second, so I figured that I must have imagined it.

I sighed, and was about to toss the insects out the window when I paused. Don't litter. That's the first thing you learn at camp. The naiads and dryads will unleash rabid squirrels in you cabin in addition to mud and centipedes in your bed.

Nothing is more frightening then finding slimy things crawling on your face and squirrels chewing on your ear. Trust me.

I now knew one thing; this devil owl was insanely smart, and its life was devoted to annoying the Hades out of me.

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Chapter two is done! Woot! The fish names were based off the three fish in my homeroom this year.

Ahaha. Needless to say, the person who named them wasn't creative. All.

Bye~