Every eye was turned to the two children. "Who are you guys?" asked Percy, curiosity sparkling brightly in his sea green eyes.
Seeing as the teenagers in the room seemed unable to speak, Paul explained to the younger versions of Percy and Annabeth that they were sent forward in time and they had to read a book from their future and everyone else's past.
To say that they were shocked was an understatement. Percy just stared at him with a slightly confused expression on his face before sighing and putting a hand over Annabeth's mouth. Annabeth had started chattering away about a bunch of scientific stuff that no one understood. "It's really annoying when you do that, you know," he told her, ignoring her glare. Removing his hand, Percy turned back to Paul with a suspicious look on his face. "So, you mean to tell me that I'm some big hero and we've gone forward in time? And you're my step-dad?" When Paul nodded, Percy looked thoughtful. "I don't know about you, Mr. Blofis, but you have to be better than Gabe. You have to be."
Paul looked at him curiously, but he knew not to push. Percy was a very private person, and he doubted that he would open up in five minutes.
Leon seemed to come out of his shocked stage. It wasn't every day that your arch enemy turned up as a little kid, after all. "Hey, Jackson, come here for a second." And before Paul could warn Percy that Leon was not one of his friends, he moved toward him.
Leon considered Percy for a moment, then said in a gruff voice; "Even as a kid, you were a worthless freak." Before Percy could react to this statement, Leon reached out and punched Percy square in the jaw, knocking him to the ground.
Many of the other teens in the room made angry noises, and Paul stepped forward to yell at him for hitting a child, but a streak of blonde rushed past him. Annabeth landed a kick to Leon's stomach and a punch to his face before Percy got up a pulled her off. "I've got this," he said to her quietly. Turning back to Leon, who was now on the ground glaring at him, Percy flicked his wrist at a spurt of water rose from someone's water bottle. Ignoring the shocked gasps from his future classmates, he manipulated the water so that it circled around Leon's wrists and pulled them together, the little bit of slack going around the desk pole.
"Let me go, you little freak!" yelled Leon, trying to pull free, but the bonds did not give.
Ignoring him, Percy turned back to Paul. "So what's the date now?"
Paul informed him of the date, taking in Percy's appearance. He looked healthy, and he still had muscle, but they weren't as pronounced as they would be in a few years. Now that things had settled down, he saw that both kids were wearing pajamas, but Paul let it slide, knowing that they wouldn't do... stuff.
Thinking that it might be just a little bit awkward to have the demigods not knowing anybody, Paul said, "Ok, everyone, ten minutes to mingle. No harming one another, got it?" he added, looking at Leon. Everyone nodded, then the classroom filled with chatter as Paul sat at his desk, staring at the scroll as it turned into a book. As he studied the cover, the title caught his eye.
Percy Jackson and the Olympians, The Last Olympian.