Ok, so... my friend and I started a joke where Percy Jackson loves toast. The other day, I asked her what I should draw, and she said Purple Guy.
So looked up a reference picture for me where Purple Guy was eating some toast, and I went "WAIT A SECOND."
So, this fic is actually based on that picture, which I posted on Instagram if you're curious and wanna see it. The fic is better, I promise.
But remember, I said BETTER, not GOOD.
It started as a normal day. Percy wanted some toast, but the toaster in his cabin had mysteriously disappeared (again.) Percy was 90% sure that it was Leo who took the toaster, but Percy couldn't be sure.
Regardless of where it was, Percy knew one thing: he needed a new toaster.
So, despite it being 5 in the morning, Percy forced himself out of bed and into some everyday clothes. He made his way silently out of camp and past Thalia's pine tree, heading towards the Walmart that he knew was only a couple blocks away.
It didn't take him long to find the isle with the toasters. Fortunately, there was one left. Percy reached for it, but just as his hand made contact with the box, someone else's hand grabbed it as well.
Percy blinked at the other person. His skin was completely purple, and he didn't have any pupils. His long hair was brought into a low ponytail.
"Um... hi," the guy said.
"Hello," said Percy.
"I honestly thought I was the only person who came to Walmart in the early morning to buy toasters," said the other dude with a nervous chuckle. Percy smiled at him.
"So... what happened to yours?" he asked.
"Broken by a robotic chicken," he said. "Turns out, you can't make frozen pizza using a toaster."
Percy laughed.
"I don't even know what happened to mine but I'm fairly sure it's a puddle of molten metal by now," he said. The two laughed good-naturedly.
"Aw, I can't do this, man. You take the toaster," Percy said. He was in a good mood. The other guy put his hand up to stop him.
"No, no. I insist."
"No, you can take the toaster."
"Nuh uh, you had your hand on it first."
Percy tilted his head to the side.
"How about this... we ask to use someone else's toaster, and hope that Walmart has more in stock later."
The other dude smiled.
"Sounds good."
The two shook hands and walked out of the store. Before Percy walked back into camp, he turned to his purple friend one final time.
"Hey, what's your name?"
"Mike," he said, smiling. He stuck out his hand. Percy took it and, smiling back, said, "I'm Percy!"
The two waved goodbye to each other and headed off in separate directions.