Here's another chapter of POTA! Enjoy!
Chapter 9
Percy
After the claiming, Chiron told the other campers to get ready for bed, and then asked Annabeth to help Percy move his stuff (for the second time that day, not counting when he packed up his things the night before in Atlantis) into the Poseidon cabin. There was no point in sleeping in the Hermes cabin now that the whole camp knew about his parentage. He pushed open the door to the cabin and gasped.
It was blue.
Completely blue.
He loved it.
"YES!" Percy screamed, throwing himself onto one of the (blue) bunk beds. "THEY MADE IT BLUE!" Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Well duh, Seaweed Brain. You like blue, and so does every other child of Poseidon that ever existed. Of course it's blue. Although it would have been nicer with sea green accents." Percy pouted. "No way! Blue is the best! I like dark blue with light blue accents! Whaddya need sea green for?" Annabeth just shook her head. "Seaweed Brain." She muttered. The seven-year-old girl placed Percy's duffel bag on one of the beds and started unpacking his bag again. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. "Ew, Seaweed Brain, do you actually know how to fold clothes? These are literally all rolled up and wrinkled."
"Well, I didn't really have time to pack up again, you know!" Percy whined. The truth was, he was just lazy. "Plus, the Hermes kids were gonna steal my stuff if I laid it out to fold!" Annabeth smirked. "Now that the Hermes kids are in their cabin, we can fold your clothes properly. And hang your armor up, I guess."
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Annabeth
Annabeth woke up with the sunlight filtering through the blue shutters. Wait. Blue shutters? The Athena cabin didn't have blue shutters. She rolled over, groaning. Why did the floor have to be so hard? How long did she spend with Percy last night? All she remembered was organizing Percy's giant pile of possessions. Annabeth supposed she would have to get out of the cabin before Percy woke up, otherwise she would never hear the end of it.
"Annabeth?" A head with messy black hair popped up from one of the beds. So much for that plan. "Wha-why are you on the floor?" Annabeth imagined slapping some sense into him. "Because you decided to go to bed while I organized your belongings, Kelp Head." She dusted herself off. "See you at breakfast." On that note, she left Cabin 3, hoping that nobody saw her exit.
Obviously, she was not a daughter of Tyche*. Otherwise her luck would never be this bad.
She cursed herself for forgetting that Erica always went out for a morning jog every day. The older blonde's eyes widened. "Annabeth! You never came back to our cabin last night!" Annabeth sighed. "I was helping Seaweed Brain sort out his giant mountain of stuff, and I fell asleep on the floor." Erica's eyes grew even larger, if that was possible. "You guys didn't... do anything, did you? Oh wait-" She smacked herself in the forehead-"You're seven. Nevermind." Annabeth giggled. "Percy's not that handsome." Erica ruffled her hair. "You said not that handsome, Annabeth. Someone's got a crush!" She singsonged. Annabeth poked Erica and ran towards the Athena cabin.
Once she was in fresh CHB t-shirt and shorts, she headed towards the dining pavilion for breakfast. As she neared the pavilion, however, she noticed that Percy was sitting alone at the Poseidon table. That must be miserable, having nobody to talk to. So, once Annabeth got her food, she picked up her plate and sat down next to Percy. A few people ogled at her, but Chiron didn't even bat an eye, so they didn't mention it.
"Hey Wise Girl." Percy smiled. "How did you sleep last night?" Annabeth rolled her eyes. "You know very well how I slept. In a pile, on the floor of a completely blue cabin." She was kind of regretting sitting next to Percy, because he definitely wouldn't let her live the events of last night down now. So Annabeth pulled out a Harry Potter book and started to read.
Although Harry Potter was way below her reading level, she still liked it because you could get lost in the world that J.K Rowling created. It was a wonderful world, and she sometimes imagined going to Hogwarts, because if her life already had Greek Gods in it, then why couldn't it also have magic?
Alas, she knew it was completely fictional. Her Hogwarts letter would never arrive. End of story. Percy peered at the cover. "Aryh Tterp and the...Philly Cheese Steak?" Annabeth couldn't help herself. She laughed. "No, Seaweed Brain, Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone." "Oh." Percy blinked. "What's a...phillywhatwasitcalledagain?" "A philosopher is a person engaged or learned in philosophy."
"But what's a philosopher?" Annabeth sighed. Today was going to be a long day of questions and answers.
*Tyche is the goddess of luck/good fortune
Sorry for the super short chapter! I've been prewriting another story, because I have too many ideas as usual, so I kinda rushed this one. However, the next chapter might be a collection of small one-shots of things Percy and Annabeth do leading up to the year that they turn 12.
Thanks for reading!