Hi! Percy's intro is finally finished! I am very excited about this chapters, and it contains my best interpretation of Percy humor.

Enjoy!

On with the show...

Percy woke up to Jason ripping his blanket covers off. He held on for dear life.

"Get up," Jason said, struggling for the blanket. "Just get up! It's not that hard!"

"I'M HIBERNATING!" he yelled, grabbing the sheets and snuggling back underneath them.

"What?! It's not cold out and you're not an animal."

"I CAN BE WHAT I WANT TO BE!" Percy yelled again, but it was muffled because of the blanket. Jason sighed, exasperated- this happened way too often at their house.

"Just get up."

"No."

Jason sighed again, it was time to bring out the big guns.

"I made pancakes," he taunted. Percy's messy black-haired head peeked out, "Are they blue?"

"Of course." Jason chuckled.

Percy immediately pulled his covers off and climbed out of bed. "Well, why didn't you just say so earlier?" Already making it to his doorway he looked back at his roommate, "Aren't you coming?"

"Yeah, just eat quickly. Our flight leaves in an hour."

Percy smiled his trademark lopsided smirk, "Yes mom," he teased, and ran off before his roommate could put him in a headlock. Although careful not to wake up Percy's real mom who was still asleep a few doors over. She had taken Jason in after his mom's death three years earlier.

A large breakfast of blue pancakes drowning in maple syrups later, Percy and Jason grabbed their bags to drive towards the airport. Getting through security was easy but as they boarded the plane, Percy's collected nature slowly dissolved. He had never been in a plane before, and had been terrified of them since his mom told him about how her parents died in a crash when she was a kid.

Not that he would ever admit it.

They climbed on board and buckled themselves in. Percy gripped the armrests until his knuckles went white. He was in the aisle seat and stressfully observed people making their way to their seats. Forcefully blocking out the preppy voice of the flight attendant, even if she may have been teaching him how to stay safe, it made him feel more nauseous. Jason however, seemed right at home. He had the window seat and was jumping up and down in his seat, pointing out every tiny detail, and kept repeating how amazing this plane ride was going to be.

Percy gripped his chair tighter (if that was even possible) as the plane started hurtling down the runway at an excessive speed. He couldn't hear a thing over the deafening noise. (a/n my mom had to describe what an airplane takeoff was like. I've never been on one.). Once in the air, Percy slept uneasily for the rest of the flight, trying to keep the pancakes down because that woman beside him. She'd been giving him the eye since he sat down. My fault anyway, Percy thought, why did I eat so much when he knew he was flying? Well, terrible life decision number 500 or something.

They got to the school an hour later than the other first years and were rushing to get to the registration desk. Taking the fastest route straight through the hill-littered front courtyard. Hopefully, all the food isn't gone, he thought worryingly. While bounding over to the top of a hill, Jason suddenly grabbed the back of his shirt. Percy jerked backward

"Dude stop."

"What?" Percy said irritated. What could he want, they were already late!

"Just be careful. Thalia told me that if you step on the crest then if you don't touch Itsy in thirty-seconds it's supposed to be bad luck."

"Ahhh," he said- not really getting it, but meticulously avoiding the intricate crest.

Subsequently, after an especially awkward encounter with the front office lady, Percy was half sure he'd have pea-green cardigans haunting his dreams for days to follow, but at least they got a dorm room close to the dining hall.

Room 186

Floor 5

J. Grace & P. Jackson

They boarded the elevator and rode to their floor. In the otherwise silent hall, the thing that stood out the most was the distinct sound of feminine laughter from the room across the hall from them.

Allowing Jason to enter first (he's such a gentleman), he took in the space before him. Their room was very plain. Honestly, though, it was. It had a bunk bed on one wall with two dressers and a shared desk on the other. Jason immediately claimed the top bunk and crashed.

So, what now? His eyes flitted to his suitcase sitting in the middle of the room. Well not that. Percy promptly collapsed on his respective bed and also passed out.

Percy Jackson never passed down an opportunity to sleep.

He dreamt that the whole world was made of blue candy and he was on a quest to find the last piece of sour licorice. The only problem was that he kept on being attacked by Sour Patch Kids. They were armed with scissors and the only way to permanently defeat them was if an MM spokesperson showed up. Unfortunately, no such luck.

After crossing the Blue Coke lake by using cookies as stepping-stones (his moms' secret recipe) he was just about to make it to Swedish Fish Island where the licorice was when...

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Percy woke up suddenly to the sound of the fire alarm going off. Scrambling to get out of bed and frustrated that he had been interrupted so close to his prize, he shook his best friend awake.

"Bro, wake up." Jason groaned.

"Five more minutes."

"THE SCHOOL IS ON FIRE, YOU DON'T GET TO SLEEP IN!" Percy shouted. That got his attention.

They filed out of the building, following the steady stream of students to the safe meeting spots since they had been unable to make it to orientation. Percy forged ahead, safely trailing a brunette and her friend.

"Annabeth, are you sure this is not a drill?" the brunette asked her companion.

"Yes Piper," the other girl, Annabeth he guessed, stated matter-a-factly, "If it was a drill, they would have told us."

"But how do you know?" Piper teased.

"Why would I tell you?" Annabeth taunted back in the same teasing tone.

Distracted by the pair in front of him, Percy barely noticed that they were already outside and trailing towards the back of the school. So distracted, in fact, that he did not see the pond that was rapidly coming up in front of him.

Splash!

Next thing he knew, he was face-flat in murky water. A vibrant green fish swam over to him and bit his nose. Immediately yanking his head back and resurfacing, he scrambled backward to avoid the murderous fish.

Piper was laughing wildly and Annabeth looked like she was barely containing her own laughter. Walking over, Annabeth offered him her hand which he took gratefully. She smiled sympathetically at him, and Percy thought she was going to say something like, "Are you okay?!" or even, "What happened to your nose?" which was all red and swelling rapidly from being bitten by the fish. Instead, she turned to him and stated, "You have seaweed in your hair," before promptly walking away with Piper in tow- still laughing hysterically. That was weird.

Finally making it to the fire meeting place, he tried to ignore the scrutinizing stares from his peers at his sopping wet clothes and rudolf nose. Percy's entire front was wet from the pond, and he was sure there were more than a few pieces of seaweed in his hair (why was there seaweed in a pond). When he approached Jason, his roommate started laughing almost as hysterically as that Piper lady.

"What happened to you?" he wheezed.

"Fell into the pond," he muttered. Even more embarrassed to admit it out loud. If it was possible, Jason laughed even harder. And just his luck, he couldn't just walk away because the student body had to stay at the fire meeting place. So, Percy was forced to endure the ridicule.

After two hours, they were informed about the situation. Annabeth had been right, it was not a drill- some idiot named Leo set the kitchen on fire while trying to make tofu tacos.

That was Percy's intro, what did you think!?

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Next chapter is going to be epic, so stay tuned.

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