Hello, right now I have to write in this front as the story is write now in bold. Thanks for what ever support you guys gave me. It takes me ages to write these things, Plus i have to write each and every sentence from the book so shuss up and let me do what ever.
THe chapter is a bit rushed, sorry. Guys I realized I could go to a website and copy and paste the story the the chapter. I wrote 9,000 words and I could just copy and paste half of the story in twenty minutes.
If you haven't guessed I don't own the PJO books that's for a man that's over twice my ages, and the opposite gender sooo.
- 'N'
RECAP:
The Demigods came, ten years too early, for some reason. Read two chapters of the book, and oh yeah the gods made a bet on whether or not Percy and Annabeth were dating/married/a couple.
Recap Finished.
Everyone came back after dinner where majority of the gods came the the demigod's palace and they talked about future movies and books. Mean while...
The throne room was completely empty until some being decided to take more demigods back in time.
Eight flashes of light appeared suddenly in the throne room each with a demigod stepping out of the flash.
This time Datoka, Gwen, Clarisse, Chris, Connor, Travis, Katie, Lou Ellen, and Will.
Clarisse was swinging down with her spear, hittig nothing but the marble floor, while Chris was on the opposite end just holding up his sword as to defend him self, from nothing. Connor, and Travis were running away from Katie when they flashed in. Katie was completely covered in sprinkles. Will and Lou Ellen were arguing. (William Lou Ellen Solace, If you don't tell me- "My name is not William Lou Ellen Solace!") And Datoka was sipping on a cup of kool aid.
For a moment everyone looked at each other, and no one spoke until Clarisse broke the silence
"What the Hades are we doing here?!" Clarisse yelled throwing down her spear. "I was just about to beat Chris that was the good part" Chris went over and patted her shoulder calming her down.
While Clarisse was yelling, Will was just staring at the throne room.
"Olympus never looked like this since Annabeth remodel, what happened?" Will looked around. Everyone stopped and looked at the throne room, there was a series of nods.
"Okay let's find the gods." Everyone just started walking around the throne room, no one really got angry at the roman and the Roman didn't get angry at the Greeks.
The demigods stared walking around yelled random things until Will yelled.
"ZEUSIE!? ZEUSIE POO!" Soon enough Zeus flashed in.
"Who said that?" He looked at the demigods, his eyes widen. "there's more? Stay there!" He flashed away and came back with the demigods and the gods.
"GUYS!" Percy yelled and ran over and hug all of them, even if he didn't know Datoka too well.
"WHERE HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN? YOU JUST DISAPPEAR DURING LUNCH AND NOW WE DISAPPEAR A SECOND LATER!" Travis and Connor yelled,
The demigods all looked at Annabeth to explain. "We are in the past, ten years ago exactly." All their jaws dropped as She explained the rest of the story. "Basically this N person want us to read a story about Percy and the lightning thief. Now you guys have to introduce each other."
Before anyone introduced them selves there was a small arguement ("How likely is this true?" "Annabeth show her the paper with 'N' writing." So this isn't a pratical joke?" "Yeah" etc)
Clarisse finally stepped forward. "I am Clarisse La Rue, senior counselor of the Ares Cabin." She grunted as she motioned Chris to step forward with her.
Chris stepped forward "My name is Chris Rodrigues. Senior Counselor of the Hermes Cabin with my brother- "
Travis and Connor interrupted " Connor,"
"and Travis STOLL"
Katie stepped forward "I'm Katie Gardener, daughter of Demeter." Demeter beamed at her daughter.
"I'm Lou Ellen, Senior Counselor of the Hecate Cabin"
"Will Solace " He gestured to himself. "Senior Counselor of the Apollo Cabin, Boyfriend to Nico!" He walked away as Apollo started cheering
"That's my son! Dating NICO!" Apollo cheered "Who ever this guy it!"
Finally a Roman boy stood up straighter "I am Dakota, son of Bacchus. No I mean umm Roman Mr. D? Is that right?" He back pedaled as the gods shifted between their roman and greek aspects. "WHY AM I EVEN HERE?"
"Gwen, daughter of Roman um Demeter?" Demeter smiled at her.
Zeus stood up "Alright now lets get back to the story!" He said like an excited child "Hestia do you want to read?" She nodded and opened the book looking for chapter 3.
3. GROVER UNEXPECTEDLY LOSES HIS PANTS
Confession time: I ditched Grover as soon as we got to the bus terminal.
"Percy! That's rude!" Piper said. Percy shrugged
I know, I know. It was rude. But Grover was freaking me out, looking at me like I was a dead man, muttering "Why does this always happen?" and "Why does it always have to be sixth grade?"
Whenever he got upset, Grover's bladder acted up, so I wasn't surprised when, as soon as we got off the bus, he made me promise to wait for him, then made a beeline for the restroom.
"I didn't go to the washroom!" Grover argued "I went to talk to Chiron!"
Instead of waiting, I got my suitcase, slipped outside, and caught the first taxi uptown.
"East One-hundred-and-fourth and First," I told the driver.
A word about my mother, before you meet her.
"Percy's probably going to explain Sally," Annabeth predicted
Her name is Sally Jackson and she's the best person in the world, which just proves my theory that the best people have the rottenest luck. Her own parents died in a plane crash when she was five, and she was raised by an uncle who didn't care much about her. She wanted to be a novelist, so she spent high school working to save enough money for a college with a good creative-writing program. Then her uncle got cancer, and she had to quit school her senior year to take care of him. After he died, she was left with no money, no family, and no diploma.
"Annabeth is right again" Rachel motioned for Hestia to continue
The only good break she ever got was meeting my dad.
Poseidon silently raised his arms in the air in a cheering fashion, but he didn't say anything.
I don't have any memories of him, just this sort of warm glow, maybe the barest trace of his smile. My mom doesn't like to talk about him because it makes her sad. She has no pictures.
"Because he's a god!" Percy pipped, Annabeth elbowed him slightly.
See, they weren't married. She told me he was rich and important, and their relationship was a secret. Then one day, he set sail across the Atlantic on some important journey, and he never came back.
"Nice excuse, " Grover mumbled who was snacking on a new can.
Lost at sea, my mom told me. Not dead. Lost at sea.
"Aww twelve year Percy somehow knew his Dad was alive." Aphrodite cheered.
She worked odd jobs, took night classes to get her high school diploma, and raised me on her own. She never complained or got mad. Not even once. But I knew I wasn't an easy kid.
"No doubt." Athena sneered slightly.
Finally, she married Gabe Ugliano, who was nice the first thirty seconds we knew him, then showed his true colors as a world-class jerk. When I was young, I nicknamed him Smelly Gabe. I'm sorry, but it's the truth. The guy reeked like moldy garlic pizza wrapped in gym shorts.
Poseidon growled.
Between the two of us, we made my mom's life pretty hard. The way Smelly Gabe treated her, the way he and I got along ... well, when I came home is a good example.
I walked into our little apartment, hoping my mom would be home from work. Instead, Smelly Gabe was in the living room, playing poker with his buddies. The television blared ESPN. Chips and beer cans were strewn all over the carpet.
Hardly looking up, he said around his cigar, "So, you're home."
"Where's my mom?"
"Working," he said. "You got any cash?"
Poseidon growled again slightly louded, and Artemis gripped her arm rests of her throne tightly.
That was it. No Welcome back. Good to see you. How has your life been the last six months?
Gabe had put on weight. He looked like a tuskless walrus in thrift-store clothes. He had about three hairs on his head, all combed over his bald scalp, as if that made him handsome or something.
"EWW!" Aphrodite shrieked. Hestia Grimaced as she read out loud the next part.
He managed the Electronics Mega-Mart in Queens, but he stayed home most of the time. I don't know why he hadn't been fired long before. He just kept on collecting paychecks, spending the money on cigars that made me nauseous, and on beer, of course. Always beer. Whenever I was home, he expected me to provide his gambling funds. He called that our "guy secret." Meaning, if I told my mom, he would punch my lights out.
"THAT MOTHER-EFFING A**HOLE!" Poseidon yelled/ growled
"Calm down brother you sound like a wolf with all the growling" Hestia told him "Can someone else read this chapter I'm fine reading but not this Gabe person. Artemis volunteered, her eyes darken as she read ahead, and she mostly growled the story. Everyone could hear how disgusted she was with the male.
"I don't have any cash," I told him.
He raised a greasy eyebrow.
Gabe could sniff out money like a bloodhound, which was surprising, since his own smell should've covered up everything else.
"You took a taxi from the bus station," he said. "Probably paid with a twenty. Got six, seven bucks in change. Somebody expects to live under this roof, he ought to carry his own weight. Am I right, Eddie?"
Eddie, the super of the apartment building, looked at me with a twinge of sympathy. "Come on, Gabe," he said. "The kid just got here."
"Eddie was okay, he and my mom were friends before Gabe came and messed everything up." Percy mentioned.
"Am I right?" Gabe repeated.
Eddie scowled into his bowl of pretzels. The other two guys passed gas in harmony.
"Dis," "Gust" Thing" Aphrodite said slowly.
"Fine," I said. I dug a wad of dollars out of my pocket and threw the money on the table. "I hope you lose."
"Us too Percy, us too" Nico, Thalia and Leo spoke in unison
"Your report card came, brain boy!" he shouted after me. "I wouldn't act so snooty!"
I slammed the door to my room, which really wasn't my room. During school months, it was Gabe's "study." He didn't study anything in there except old car magazines, but he loved shoving my stuff in the closet, leaving his muddy boots on my windowsill, and doing his best to make the place smell like his nasty cologne and cigars and stale beer.
Now several gods growled, the loudest Artemis, Poseidon, Aphrodite and Hera. Artemis it's pretty obvious she hates males like him, Aphrodite hates the fact that he is disgusting, Poseidon because for Sally, and Hera because one he reminded her of Zeus without the ugly-ness. Zeus was better and Gabe was WAY WORSE at least. And she feels sorry for Sally.
I dropped my suitcase on the bed. Home sweet home.
Gabe's smell was almost worse than the nightmares about Mrs. Dodds, or the sound of that old fruit lady's shears snipping the yarn.
But as soon as I thought that, my legs felt weak. I remembered Grover's look of panic—how he'd made me promise I wouldn't go home without him. A sudden chill rolled through me. I felt like someone—something—was looking for me right now, maybe pounding its way up the stairs, growing long, horrible talons.
Then I heard my mom's voice. "Percy?"
Poseidon grinned
She opened the bedroom door, and my fears melted.
My mother can make me feel good just by walking into the room. Her eyes sparkle and change color in the light. Her smile is as warm as a quilt. She's got a few gray streaks mixed in with her long brown hair, but I never think of her as old. When she looks at me, it's like she's seeing all the good things about me, none of the bad. I've never heard her raise her voice or say an unkind word to anyone, not even me or Gabe.
"That's Sally alright," Poseidon smiled forgetting Gabe
"Oh, Percy." She hugged me tight. "I can't believe it. You've grown since Christmas!"
Her red-white-and-blue Sweet on America uniform smelled like the best things in the world: chocolate, licorice, and all the other stuff she sold at the candy shop in Grand Central. She'd brought me a huge bag of "free samples," the way she always did when I came home.
"Lucky!" Conner, Travis, and Leo all yelled.
We sat together on the edge of the bed. While I attacked the blueberry sour strings, she ran her hand through my hair and demanded to know everything I hadn't put in my letters. She didn't mention anything about my getting expelled. She didn't seem to care about that. But was I okay? Was her little boy doing all right?
I told her she was smothering me, and to lay off and all that, but secretly, I was really, really glad to see her.
Someone cooed.
From the other room, Gabe yelled, "Hey, Sally—how about some bean dip, huh?"
The gods growled again quietly.
I gritted my teeth.
My mom is the nicest lady in the world. She should've been married to a millionaire, not to some jerk like Gabe.
"It's so true." Poseidon cried.
For her sake, I tried to sound upbeat about my last days at YancyAcademy. I told her I wasn't too down about the expulsion. I'd lasted almost the whole year this time. I'd made some new friends. I'd done pretty well in Latin. And honestly, the fights hadn't been as bad as the headmaster said. I liked YancyAcademy. I really did. I put such a good spin on the year, I almost convinced myself. I started choking up, thinking about Grover and Mr. Brunner. Even Nancy Bobofit suddenly didn't seem so bad.
"Ha yeah right," Grover mumble
Until that trip to the museum ...
"What?" my mom asked. Her eyes tugged at my conscience, trying to pull out the secrets. "Did something scare you?"
"No, Mom."
I felt bad lying. I wanted to tell her about Mrs. Dodds and the three old ladies with the yarn, but I thought it would sound stupid.
"No it isn't"
She pursed her lips. She knew I was holding back, but she didn't push me.
"I have a surprise for you," she said. "We're going to the beach."
Poseidon cheered
My eyes widened. "Montauk?"
"Three nights—same cabin."
"Yeah!" Poseidon cheered again
"When?"
She smiled. "As soon as I get changed."
I couldn't believe it. My mom and I hadn't been to Montauk the last two summers, because Gabe said there wasn't enough money.
Gabe appeared in the doorway and growled, "Bean dip, Sally? Didn't you hear me?"
Poseidon growled again.
"Poseidon calm down with all your mood swings you're like a teenager again!" Aphrodite cried out.
I wanted to punch him, but I met my mom's eyes and I understood she was offering me a deal: be nice to Gabe for a little while. Just until she was ready to leave for Montauk. Then we would get out of here.
"I was on my way, honey," she told Gabe. "We were just talking about the trip."
Gabe's eyes got small. "The trip? You mean you were serious about that?"
"I knew it," I muttered. "He won't let us go."
-Insert growls here-
"Of course he will," my mom said evenly. "Your stepfather is just worried about money. That's all. Besides," she added, "Gabriel won't have to settle for bean dip. I'll make him enough seven-layer dip for the whole weekend. Guacamole. Sour cream. The works."
"That Seven layer dip is heaven!" Percy yelled.
Gabe softened a bit. "So this money for your trip ... it comes out of your clothes budget, right?"
"What?!" Aphrodite shrieked "HER CLOTHES BUDGET? Why would you have a clothes budget?" Aphrodite stood up.
"I'm going to gut him!" Poseidon stood up too.
"Count me in," Artemis jumped up too throwing her book down.
"That male is going to regret it!" The Three of them flashed away before anyone could say any thing.
"Well then, Hephaestus can you please turn on the Hephaestus Channel?" Zeus mildly asked as Hestia placed the book down.
Hera frowned. "Aww I wanted to go with them and I finally thought I found a use for these nails. " She showed everyone extremely long and sharp nails. "Never mind I'm still going." She flashed off.
A large TV flashed in a flat screen which was extremely expensive. It static ed for a while before showing Gabe.
Ba ba ba ba!
Gabe was on the couch eating a large Pizza, alone. At this time he had a lot more hair like the top part of his head was the only spot without hair.
"Bye Gabe we'll be back in about two hours!" Sally yelled as she led seven year old Adorable Percy out the door. People cooed as they saw this cute Percy. "Hurry back Woman and bring some bean dip!" Gabe yelled going through the channels.
Poseidon, Artemis, and Aphrodite flashed in.
Gabe grabbed the kitchen knife and held it towards them. "GET OUT OF ME HOUSE!" Gabe yelled holding a kitchen knife.
"You're going to get it!" Artemis waved her have and he turned into a jackal-ope "Let's Torture it!" Aphrodite yelled.
She grabbed Animal Gabe by the ear and took him to a bucket of salt water Poseidon got. "Let's dye him Pink!" Then she waved her hand and the water diappeared to pink dye. Animal Gabe shaked back and front to get out.
Artemis dunked him in and out of the bucket barely giving him room to breathe. "Let him be awake you he can feel the pain!"
Hera flashed in different clothes but, the clothes were more like Artemis'. "Count me in this torture!" She waved her hand the the pink dye darkened "A bit of mortal poison since the weaking can't handle the other stuff. "
An hour Later Animal Gabe was an ugly brown Pink from the dye, and his filth. They turned him back to human and started kicking him and jabbing him.
Artemis, Aphrodite took turns kicking him in the crouch. Then Poseidon slammed him to the wall with his Tridon and kicking him in the balls.
"You are a disgusting MALE!" Artemis yelled.
"I'm going to kill you!" Gabe yelled back at her before she slammed her hand at his throat.
"You're not going anywhere." Aphrodite screamed kicking him in the nuts for a good measure.
Poseidon held Gabe at the point of his trident and Hera showed him her nails "I'm wanted to tear your eyes out since I can't do that you manhood has to feel the pain." Gabe started struggling "Or I could get a taser?"
All the male on Olympus covered their manhood.
They left Gabe on the ground after he fainted. Poseidon waved his hand and everything went back to normal except Gabe. Poseidon Walked over to Percy's bedroom and saw his Piggy back under his bed that No one knew about except Percy, he dumped a good 100 bucks worth of coins, went over to Sally's collage funds she had been working on and added a good 100 buck in bills and coins.
Poseidon begrudging called 911. And they left.
They gods flashed back and watched as Gabe went to the hospital and the people there checked his money, and saved his collapsing lungs.
Gabe woke up with Sally looking at him worryingly. Did a monster come? Percy on the other hand held a bag of Bean dip and was eating blue cookies. Until Poseidon clapped his hands, scaring people in the throne room and a note fell on Percy's lap
Sorry Sally,
Paid for the hospital funds,
Gabe can't smoke now as well as a bunch of other things by the way
Gabe's not going to return for another month at least.
-P
He ran in waving the note at Sally until she took it. Her eyes widened as she read the note and smiled at Percy.
"Come on big guy Gabe's not going to be home for the next month." She led him away and they went home.
Gabe watched as Sally left and a doctor came in "Ah Gabe right, it seems like your left lung has almost completely fail and your right lung is beating twice as fast as a result you can't run, or exercise. But you can still go to work as you need to pay off the hospital funds." A smaller flash went off "Never mind it seems Sally has payed them off"
He frown "It also say here you smoke and have a small eating diso0rder. So no smoking and lay off the dips and fast food for the rest of the of this year. (It's January)" Gabe's eyes got big
"What?"
"Yes lay off the dip and fast food for twelve months" He flipped the next page of his clipboard "Ahh It also seems like the dye in your hair is speeding up the baldening process?
Gabe nodded and and tried to sit up with groaning
"Wait it also seems like you broke two ribs, you can never have kids, a broken collar bone, twisted your right arm and broke your right leg in two different spots. It also says, it's going to hurt when you go to the washroom... or the bedroom, not like it mattered anyway." The doctor mumble the last part quietly.
The gods laughed on Olympus, at the bedroom part, and Aphrodite groan ed at the bald part. "I'm the reason he's going bald!?" Hera shook her head "My poison,"
Everyone started laughing and Artemis Picked up the book again.
"Yes, honey," my mother said.
"And you won't take my car anywhere but there and back."
"We'll be very careful."
Gabe scratched his double chin. "Maybe if you hurry with that seven-layer dip ... And maybe if the kid apologizes for interrupting my poker game."
"I'll rather watch Poseidon kick Gabe in the balls." Percy mumbled as the others nodded.
Maybe if I kick you in your soft spot, I thought. And make you sing soprano for a week.
Ares's and Clarisse's eyes widen"Do it!" they both yelled. More people yelled it but the loudest were Ares and Clarisse.
But my mom's eyes warned me not to make him mad.
Why did she put up with this guy? I wanted to scream. Why did she care what he thought?
"I'm sorry," I muttered. "I'm really sorry I interrupted your incredibly important poker game. Please go back to it right now."
"Wow Prissy those words were dripping with sarcasm," Clarisse said.
Gabe's eyes narrowed. His tiny brain was probably trying to detect sarcasm in my statement.
"Yeah, whatever," he decided.
He went back to his game.
"Thank you, Percy," my mom said. "Once we get to Montauk, we'll talk more about... whatever you've forgotten to tell me, okay?"
For a moment, I thought I saw anxiety in her eyes—the same fear I'd seen in Grover during the bus ride—as if my mom too felt an odd chill in the air.
But then her smile returned, and I figured I must have been mistaken. She ruffled my hair and went to make Gabe his seven-layer dip.
An hour later we were ready to leave.
Gabe took a break from his poker game long enough to watch me lug my mom's bags to the car. He kept griping and groaning about losing her cooking—and more important, his '78 Camaro—for the whole weekend.
"Not a scratch on this car, brain boy," he warned me as I loaded the last bag. "Not one little scratch."
"Like Percy would be the one driving," Grover mumbled
Like I'd be the one driving. I was twelve. Someone snorted
But that didn't matter to Gabe. If a seagull so much as pooped on his paint job, he'd find a way to blame me.
Watching him lumber back toward the apartment building, I got so mad I did something I can't explain. As Gabe reached the doorway, I made the hand gesture I'd seen Grover make on the bus, a sort of warding-off-evil gesture, a clawed hand over my heart, then a shoving movement toward Gabe.
"Ha," Clarisse crackled "That's rough,"
The screen door slammed shut so hard it whacked him in the butt and sent him flying up the staircase as if he'd been shot from a cannon.
"I'll would have loved to see that," Will mumbled, several people nodded.
Maybe it was just the wind, or some freak accident with the hinges, but I didn't stay long enough to find out.
I got in the Camaro and told my mom to step on it.
Our rental cabin was on the south shore, way out at the tip of Long Island. It was a little pastel box with faded curtains, half sunken into the dunes. There was always sand in the sheets and spiders in the cabinets, and most of the time the sea was too cold to swim in.
I loved the place.
"Me too." Poseidon muttered quietly.
We'd been going there since I was a baby. My mom had been going even longer. She never exactly said, but I knew why the beach was special to her. It was the place where she'd met my dad.
Aphrodited cooed "Aww that's sweet."
As we got closer to Montauk, she seemed to grow younger, years of worry and work disappearing from her face. Her eyes turned the color of the sea.
Everyone looked at Poseidon who shifted in his seat.
"What?" Percy looked at Poseidon for an explanation.
"I may have um blessed her?" Poseidon asked sinking slowly in his seat. He sent a pleading look at Artemis to start reading, but she ignore him.
"Why?" Rachel asked.
"Look all gods/goddesses bless our lovers to some degree, in Artemis' case her hunters. I just blessed her more than most." Poseidon gave them an odd explanation. Artemis finally started reading again.
We got there at sunset, opened all the cabin's windows, and went through our usual cleaning routine. We walked on the beach, fed blue corn chips to the seagulls, and munched on blue jelly beans, blue saltwater taffy, and all the other free samples my mom had brought from work.
I guess I should explain the blue food.
See, Gabe had once told my mom there was no such thing. They had this fight, which seemed like a really small thing at the time. But ever since, my mom went out of her way to eat blue. She baked blue birthday cakes. She mixed blueberry smoothies. She bought blue-corn tortilla chips and brought home blue candy from the shop. This—along with keeping her maiden name, Jackson, rather than calling herself Mrs. Ugliano—was proof that she wasn't totally suckered by Gabe. She did have a rebellious streak, like me.
Percy sighed happily. "Can you imagine Sally Ugliano? Ha"
When it got dark, we made a fire. We roasted hot dogs and marshmallows. Mom told me stories about when she was a kid, back before her parents died in the plane crash. She told me about the books she wanted to write someday, when she had enough money to quit the candy shop.
"I wish she would write a book," Thalia told everyone "I mean she probably has a ton of dirt on Percy, we could use for blackmail." Thalia add nonchalantly. Percy pouted, and Thalia smile as she patted his head.
Eventually, I got up the nerve to ask about what was always on my mind whenever we came to Montauk—my father. Mom's eyes went all misty. I figured she would tell me the same things she always did, but I never got tired of hearing them.
"He was kind, Percy," she said. "Tall, handsome, and powerful. But gentle, too. You have his black hair, you know, and his green eyes."
Poseidon puffed out his chest and grinned. Percy did the same thing before Annabeth and Thalia patted his head.
Mom fished a blue jelly bean out of her candy bag. "I wish he could see you, Percy. He would be so proud."
I wondered how she could say that. What was so great about me? A dyslexic, hyperactive boy with a D+ report card, kicked out of school for the sixth time in six years.
"Wait what?" Athena looked at Percy, "Only Six years? Damn it I thought he got kick out of at least ten schools."
"How old was I?" I asked. "I mean ... when he left?"
She watched the flames. "He was only with me for one summer, Percy. Right here at this beach. This cabin."
"But... he knew me as a baby."
"No, honey. He knew I was expecting a baby, but he never saw you. He had to leave before you were born."
"Every god has to, the goddess have to give birth to the kid, give it to the dad then leaves." Hera pointed out.
I tried to square that with the fact that I seemed to remember ... something about my father. A warm glow. A smile. ("hehe" Poseidon smiled)
I had always assumed he knew me as a baby. My mom had never said it outright, but still, I'd felt it must be true. Now, to be told that he'd never even seen me ...
I felt angry at my father. Maybe it was stupid, but I resented him for going on that ocean voyage, for not having the guts to marry my mom. He'd left us, and now we were stuck with Smelly Gabe.
"Are you going to send me away again?" I asked her. "To another boarding school?"
She pulled a marshmallow from the fire.
"I don't know, honey." Her voice was heavy. "I think ... I think we'll have to do something."
"Because you don't want me around?" I regretted the words as soon as they were out.
My mom's eyes welled with tears. She took my hand, squeezed it tight. "Oh, Percy, no. I—I have to, honey. For your own good. I have to send you away."
"To camp half blood!" Travis and Connor yelled high fiving themselves before getting smack by Katie
"You ruined the moment" She scowled
Her words reminded me of what Mr. Brunner had said—that it was best for me to leave Yancy.
"Because I'm not normal," I said.
"You say that as if it's a bad thing, Percy. But you don't realize how important you are. I thought Yancy Academy would be far enough away. I thought you'd finally be safe."
"Safe from what?"
She met my eyes, and a flood of memories came back to me—all the weird, scary things that had ever happened to me, some of which I'd tried to forget.
"Wait" Percy asked. EVeryone stopped as Percy pulled a bag from his pocket and unwrapped it to show everyone the blue cookies. "Take one," Immediately the demigods and Poseidon took one and started moaning on how good they were. Soon everyone had one in their hand.
"Um," Zeus looked surprisingly conflicted at the cookie. 'How should I eat this?' Zeus finally took a bite "Ahh!" He moaned quietly, "That's one good cookie," He nudged Hera to try it.
"Oh man That's amazing," Now everyone was happily munching on a cookie, Artemis started reading again, her voice slightly muffled by the cookie.
During third grade, a man in a black trench coat had stalked me on the playground. When the teachers threatened to call the police, he went away growling, but no one believed me when I told them that under his broad-brimmed hat, the man only had one eye, right in the middle of his head.
Before that—a really early memory. I was in preschool, and a teacher accidentally put me down for a nap in a cot that a snake had slithered into. My mom screamed when she came to pick me up and found me playing with a limp, scaly rope I'd somehow managed to strangle to death with my meaty toddler hands.
In every single school, something creepy had happened, something unsafe, and I was forced to move.
I knew I should tell my mom about the old ladies at the fruit stand, and Mrs. Dodds at the art museum, about my weird hallucination that I had sliced my math teacher into dust with a sword. But I couldn't make myself tell her. I had a strange feeling the news would end our trip to Montauk, and I didn't want that.
"Mistake," Grover muttered.
"I've tried to keep you as close to me as I could," my mom said. "They told me that was a mistake. But there's only one other option, Percy—the place your father wanted to send you. And I just... I just can't stand to do it."
"My father wanted me to go to a special school?"
"Not a school," she said softly. "A summer camp."
My head was spinning. Why would my dad—who hadn't even stayed around long enough to see me born— talk to my mom about a summer camp? And if it was so important, why hadn't she ever mentioned it before?
"I'm sorry, Percy," she said, seeing the look in my eyes. "But I can't talk about it. I—I couldn't send you to that place. It might mean saying good-bye to you for good."
Percy started to tear up a bit, it was such a sentimental moment.
"For good? But if it's only a summer camp ..."
She turned toward the fire, and I knew from her expression that if I asked her any more questions she would start to cry.
That night I had a vivid dream.
"Dun dun dun!" Leo quietly chanted.
It was storming on the beach, and two beautiful animals, a white horse and a golden eagle, were trying to kill each other at the edge of the surf. The eagle swooped down and slashed the horse's muzzle with its huge talons. The horse reared up and kicked at the eagles wings. As they fought, the ground rumbled, and a monstrous voice chuckled somewhere beneath the earth, goading the animals to fight harder.
I ran toward them, knowing I had to stop them from killing each other, but I was running in slow motion. I knew I would be too late. I saw the eagle dive down, its beak aimed at the horse's wide eyes, and I screamed, No!
I woke with a start.
"So the Horse was Poseidon and I was the Eagle?" Zeus asked, the demigods nodded.
Outside, it really was storming, the kind of storm that cracks trees and blows down houses. There was no horse or eagle on the beach, just lightning making false daylight, and twenty-foot waves pounding the dunes like artillery.
With the next thunderclap, my mom woke. She sat up, eyes wide, and said, "Hurricane."
I knew that was crazy. Long Island never sees hurricanes this early in the summer. But the ocean seemed to have forgotten. Over the roar of the wind, I heard a distant bellow, an angry, tortured sound that made my hair stand on end.
"Geez Poseidon you had a bad day."
Then a much closer noise, like mallets in the sand. A desperate voice—someone yelling, pounding on our cabin door.
My mother sprang out of bed in her nightgown and threw open the lock.
Grover stood framed in the doorway against a backdrop of pouring rain. But he wasn't... he wasn't exactly Grover.
"No he's was a goat!" Leo yelled.
"Searching all night," he gasped. "What were you thinking?"
My mother looked at me in terror—not scared of Grover, but of why he'd come.
"Percy," she said, shouting to be heard over the rain. "What happened at school? What didn't you tell me?"
I was frozen, looking at Grover. I couldn't understand what I was seeing.
"O Zeu kai alloi theoi!" he yelled. "It's right behind me! Didn't you tell her?"
I was too shocked to register that he'd just cursed in Ancient Greek, and I'd understood him perfectly. I was too shocked to wonder how Grover had gotten here by himself in the middle of the night. Because Grover didn't have his pants on—and where his legs should be ... where his legs should be ...
"He was pantless!" Leo guessed "In a thong? " Piper smacked him at the last guess.
My mom looked at me sternly and talked in a tone she'd never used before: "Percy. Tell me now!"
I stammered something about the old ladies at the fruit stand, and Mrs. Dodds, and my mom stared at me, her face deathly pale in the flashes of lightning.
She grabbed her purse, tossed me my rain jacket, and said, "Get to the car. Both of you. Go!"
Grover ran for the Camaro—but he wasn't running, exactly. He was trotting, shaking his shaggy hindquarters, and suddenly his story about a muscular disorder in his legs made sense to me. I understood how he could run so fast and still limp when he walked.
Because where his feet should be, there were no feet. There were cloven hooves.
"Nice discription of the hooves." Grover mentioned as he gestured to his hooves
"Aw," Leo whined "I really though he was on a thong.." Grover glared at Leo while he turned a peach pink.
4. MY MOTHER TEACHES ME BULLFIGHTING
Clarisse snorted "What type of title is that?"
We tore through the night along dark country roads. Wind slammed against the Camaro. Rain lashed the windshield. I didn't know how my mom could see anything, but she kept her foot on the gas.
Every time there was a flash of lightning, I looked at Grover sitting next to me in the backseat and I wondered if I'd gone insane, or if he was wearing some kind of shag-carpet pants. But, no, the smell was one I remembered from kindergarten field trips to the petting zoo— lanolin, like from wool. The smell of a wet barnyard animal.
All I could think to say was, "So, you and my mom... know each other?"
Graver's eyes flitted to the rearview mirror, though there were no cars behind us. "Not exactly," he said. "I mean, we've never met in person. But she knew I was watching you."
"Stalker Alert!" Leo mouthed to Travis and Connor who in turned snickered.
"Watching me?"
"Keeping tabs on you. Making sure you were okay. But I wasn't faking being your friend," he added hastily. "I am your friend."
"Urn ... what are you, exactly?"
"That doesn't matter right now."
"It doesn't matter? From the waist down, my best friend is a donkey—"
Grover let out a sharp, throaty "Blaa-ha-ha!"
"Blaa-ha-ha" Leo tried copying Grover, but he ended up hiccuping.
"I'm starting to wonder why I kissed you," Calypso faced palmed as the girls patted her on the back.
"It's okay you'll get used to it soon." Piper told her reassuringly
I'd heard him make that sound before, but I'd always assumed it was a nervous laugh. Now I realized it was more of an irritated bleat.
"Goat!" he cried.
"What?"
"I'm a goat from the waist down."
"You just said it didn't matter."
"Blaa-ha-ha! There are satyrs who would trample you underhoof for such an insult!"
Percy held his hand in the air with the thumb and pointer finger touching at the top. "Love the insult too Grover."
"Whoa. Wait. Satyrs. You mean like ... Mr. Brunner's myths?"
"Were those old ladies at the fruit stand a myth, Percy? Was Mrs. Dodds a myth?"
"So you admit there was a Mrs. Dodds!"
"Of course."
"Then why—"
"The less you knew, the fewer monsters you'd attract," Grover said, like that should be perfectly obvious. "We put Mist over the humans' eyes. We hoped you'd think the Kindly One was a hallucination. But it was no good. You started to realize who you are."
"Who I—wait a minute, what do you mean?"
The weird bellowing noise rose up again somewhere behind us, closer than before. Whatever was chasing us was still on our trail.
"Percy," my mom said, "there's too much to explain and not enough time. We have to get you to safety."
"Safety from what? Who's after me?"
"Nothing but every thing and person after you wanted for something you didn't do." Grover said.
The other demigods nodded
"We could make a list." Annabeth commented
"Yeah so true," Nico nodded. "Annabeth you start,"
"Alphabetically or in chronologically order?" Annabeth asked Percy who shrugged, she pulled out a large book with the title 'Enemies of Perseus Jackson'
"Okay first is apparently when you were a few years old when basically someone sent a package that said puppy. Of course your mom wasn't there so your three and half year old brain said lets open it. Surprise it was a baby Hellhound at jumped at you. Your mom came up with a limp Hellhound and you playing nurse with it," Annabeth snickered
"How do you know this?"
"Your mom, now apparently you were so happy that you hugged it and after your mom took the Hellhound away, Next was about two years later..." Annabeth continued
"Okay stop just past me the book," Annabeth pasted him the book at he quickly looked over it. It was in tiny writing and all in Greek. "Hmm Age 17: 12 Hellhound, two cyclops, 17 out of control Centaurs on July 10..."
Percy looked up to see the gods and demigods all laying down with the same book Percy had. Percy then saw Zeus looking bored before waving his hand and the same book popping up in his hand. "How did you guys Keep track of all the monster?"
Annabeth shrugged "Look at the author." Percy looked it said by Annabeth Chase and Isis, Goddess of Rainbows and other things.
"Well let us continue," Artemis tossed the book to one of the thrones next to her, Athena.
"Oh, nobody much," Grover said, obviously still miffed about the donkey comment. "Just the Lord of the Dead and a few of his blood-thirstiest minions."
"Grover!"
"Sorry, Mrs. Jackson. Could you drive faster, please?"
I tried to wrap my mind around what was happening, but I couldn't do it. I knew this wasn't a dream. I had no imagination. I could never dream up something this weird.
My mom made a hard left. We swerved onto a narrower road, racing past darkened farmhouses and wooded hills and PICK YOUR OWN STRAWBERRIES signs on white picket fences.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"The summer camp I told you about." My mother's voice was tight; she was trying for my sake not to be scared. "The place your father wanted to send you."
"The place you didn't want me to go."
"Please, dear," my mother begged. "This is hard enough. Try to understand. You're in danger."
"Because some old ladies cut yarn."
"Those aren't Old ladies," Hades said gravely, the other gods nodded as well.
"But when you put it like that it doesn't seem so bad." Piper added
"Those weren't old ladies," Grover said. "Those were the Fates. Do you know what it means—the fact they appeared in front of you? They only do that when you're about to ... when someone's about to die."
"Whoa. You said 'you.'"
"No I didn't. I said 'someone.'"
"You meant 'you.' As in me."
"I meant you, like 'someone.' Not you, you."
"Confusing," Katie mentioned
"Boys!" my mom said.
She pulled the wheel hard to the right, and I got a glimpse of a figure she'd swerved to avoid—a dark fluttering shape now lost behind us in the storm.
"What was that?" I asked.
"We're almost there," my mother said, ignoring my question. "Another mile. Please. Please. Please."
I didn't know where there was, but I found myself leaning forward in the car, anticipating, wanting us to arrive.
Outside, nothing but rain and darkness—the kind of empty countryside you get way out on the tip of Long Island. I thought about Mrs. Dodds and the moment when she'd changed into the thing with pointed teeth and leathery wings. My limbs went numb from delayed shock. She really hadn't been human. She'd meant to kill me.
Then I thought about Mr. Brunner ... and the sword he had thrown me. Before I could ask Grover about that, the hair rose on the back of my neck. There was a blinding flash, a jaw-rattling boom!, and our car exploded.
I remember feeling weightless, like I was being crushed, fried, and hosed down all at the same time.
"Ahh it seems like Zeus finally decided to use his bolt." Mr. D sipped on his Diet Coke that Hebe just gave to him. "Thank you," Hebe gave a nod and walked over and offered the other gods a drink.
"He had his reason!" Percy remind his father as he glared at Zeus.
I peeled my forehead off the back of the driver's seat and said, "Ow."
"Percy!" my mom shouted.
"I'm okay... ."
I tried to shake off the daze. I wasn't dead. The car hadn't really exploded. We'd swerved into a ditch. Our driver's-side doors were wedged in the mud. The roof had cracked open like an eggshell and rain was pouring in.
Lightning. That was the only explanation. We'd been blasted right off the road. Next to me in the backseat was a big motionless lump. "Grover!"
He was slumped over, blood trickling from the side of his mouth. I shook his furry hip, thinking, No! Even if you are half barnyard animal, you're my best friend and I don't want you to die!
Then he groaned "Food," and I knew there was hope.
"Does he always say 'food'?" Reyna asked amused "Satyrs are definitely not like our fauns." She said with Sarcasm
"Percy," my mother said, "we have to ..." Her voice faltered.
I looked back. In a flash of lightning, through the mud-spattered rear windshield, I saw a figure lumbering toward us on the shoulder of the road. The sight of it made my skin crawl. It was a dark silhouette of a huge guy, like a football player. He seemed to be holding a blanket over his head. His top half was bulky and fuzzy. His upraised hands made it look like he had horns.
"No Percy it actually are horns," Grover mumbled
I swallowed hard. "Who is—"
"Percy," my mother said, deadly serious. "Get out of the car."
My mother threw herself against the driver's-side door. It was jammed shut in the mud. I tried mine. Stuck too. I looked up desperately at the hole in the roof. It might've been an exit, but the edges were sizzling and smoking.
"Climb out the passenger's side!" my mother told me. "Percy—you have to run. Do you see that big tree?"
"Hey I'm not THAT big!" Thalia complained
"She meant your tree." Percy explained
"Oh,"
"What?"
Another flash of lightning, and through the smoking hole in the roof I saw the tree she meant: a huge, White House Christmas tree-sized pine at the crest of the nearest hill.
"Yeah My tree is awesome." Thalia had both hands on her hips as she told no one in particular
"That's the property line," my mom said. "Get over that hill and you'll see a big farmhouse down in the valley. Run and don't look back. Yell for help. Don't stop until you reach the door."
"Mom, you're coming too."
Her face was pale, her eyes as sad as when she looked at the ocean.
"No!" I shouted. "You are coming with me. Help me carry Grover."
"Food!" Grover moaned, a little louder.
The man with the blanket on his head kept coming toward us, making his grunting, snorting noises. As he got closer, I realized he couldn't be holding a blanket over his head, because his hands—huge meaty hands—were swinging at his sides. There was no blanket. Meaning the bulky, fuzzy mass that was too big to be his head ... was his head. And the points that looked like horns ...
"They are horns right?" Percy asked.
"Yes Percy, we already told you," Grover reminded
"He doesn't want us," my mother told me. "He wants you. Besides, I can't cross the property line."
"But..."
"We don't have time, Percy. Go. Please."
I got mad, then—mad at my mother, at Grover the goat, at the thing with horns that was lumbering toward us slowly and deliberately like, like a bull.
I climbed across Grover and pushed the door open into the rain. "We're going together. Come on, Mom."
"I told you—"
"Mom! I am not leaving you. Help me with Grover."
I didn't wait for her answer. I scrambled outside, dragging Grover from the car. He was surprisingly light, but I couldn't have carried him very far if my mom hadn't come to my aid.
Together, we draped Grover's arms over our shoulders and started stumbling uphill through wet waist-high grass.
Glancing back, I got my first clear look at the monster. He was seven feet tall, easy, his arms and legs like something from the cover of Muscle Man magazine—bulging biceps and triceps and a bunch of other 'ceps, all stuffed like baseballs under vein-webbed skin. He wore no clothes except underwear—I mean, bright white Fruit of the Looms—which would've looked funny, except that the top half of his body was so scary. Coarse brown hair started at about his belly button and got thicker as it reached his shoulders.
"Underwear?" Nico asked "Like he was like oh I miss placed all my clothes except my underwear but I just want to kill Percy soo bad that I left without the clothes." Nico said in a higher, squeaky-ier voice.
His neck was a mass of muscle and fur leading up to his enormous head, which had a snout as long as my arm, snotty nostrils with a gleaming brass ring, cruel black eyes, and horns—enormous black-and-white horns with points you just couldn't get from an electric sharpener.
"Really that what you think while in that situation?" Clarisse grunted
I recognized the monster, all right. He had been in one of the first stories Mr. Brunner told us. But he couldn't be real.
I blinked the rain out of my eyes. "That's—"
"Pasiphae's son," my mother said. "I wish I'd known how badly they want to kill you."
"But he's the Min—"
"Don't say his name," she warned. "Names have power."
The demigods all nodded their heads.
The pine tree was still way too far—a hundred yards uphill at least.
I glanced behind me again.
The bull-man hunched over our car, looking in the windows—or not looking, exactly. More like snuffling, nuzzling. I wasn't sure why he bothered, since we were only about fifty feet away.
"Nuzzling?" Percy asked the book.
"Food?" Grover moaned.
"Geez Grover Be quiet!" Annabeth told him.
"Um..?" Grover looked at Annabeth who just told book Grover to be quiet.
"Shhh," I told him. "Mom, what's he doing? Doesn't he see us?"
"His sight and hearing are terrible," she said. "He goes by smell. But he'll figure out where we are soon enough."
As if on cue, the bull-man bellowed in rage. He picked up Gabe's Camaro by the torn roof, the chassis creaking and groaning. He raised the car over his head and threw it down the road. It slammed into the wet asphalt and skidded in a shower of sparks for about half a mile before coming to a stop. The gas tank exploded.
Not a scratch, I remembered Gabe saying.
Oops.
"Oops," Rachel laughed "Typical Percy,"
"Percy," my mom said. "When he sees us, he'll charge. Wait until the last second, then jump out of the way— directly sideways. He can't change directions very well once he's charging. Do you understand?"
"How do you know all this?"
"I've been worried about an attack for a long time. I should have expected this. I was selfish, keeping you near me."
"Naw you were the best mom in the world!" Percy correct
"Keeping me near you? But—"
Another bellow of rage, and the bull-man started tromping uphill.
He'd smelled us.
"Yeah I must have smelled horrible at that time," Percy scatched his neck
The pine tree was only a few more yards, but the hill was getting steeper and slicker, and Grover wasn't getting any lighter.
The bull-man closed in. Another few seconds and he'd be on top of us.
My mother must've been exhausted, but she shouldered Grover. "Go, Percy! Separate! Remember what I said."
I didn't want to split up, but I had the feeling she was right—it was our only chance. I sprinted to the left, turned, and saw the creature bearing down on me. His black eyes glowed with hate. He reeked like rotten meat.
"Yeah he really did," Grover baa-ed more like a sheep than a goat.
He lowered his head and charged, those razor-sharp horns aimed straight at my chest.
The fear in my stomach made me want to bolt, but that wouldn't work. I could never outrun this thing. So I held my ground, and at the last moment, I jumped to the side.
The bull-man stormed past like a freight train, then bellowed with frustration and turned, but not toward me this time, toward my mother, who was setting Grover down in the grass.
We'd reached the crest of the hill. Down the other side I could see a valley, just as my mother had said, and the lights of a farmhouse glowing yellow through the rain. But that was half a mile away. We'd never make it.
The bull-man grunted, pawing the ground. He kept eyeing my mother, who was now retreating slowly downhill, back toward the road, trying to lead the monster away from Grover.
"Run, Percy!" she told me. "I can't go any farther. Run!"
But I just stood there, frozen in fear, as the monster charged her. She tried to sidestep, as she'd told me to do, but the monster had learned his lesson. His hand shot out and grabbed her by the neck as she tried to get away. He lifted her as she struggled, kicking and pummeling the air.
"Mom!"
She caught my eyes, managed to choke out one last word: "Go!"
Then, with an angry roar, the monster closed his fists around my mother's neck, and she dissolved before my eyes, melting into light, a shimmering golden form, as if she were a holographic projection. A blinding flash, and she was simply ... gone.
Poseidon and Percy silently weeped at that part, Athena stopped reading, had a few tears in her eyes. Annabeth and the demigods went to comfort Percy and Hestia and Hera went to comfort Poseidon dispist the fact he broke his vow on Styx.
"No!"
Anger replaced my fear. Newfound strength burned in my limbs—the same rush of energy I'd gotten when Mrs. Dodds grew talons.
The bull-man bore down on Grover, who lay helpless in the grass. The monster hunched over, snuffling my best friend, as if he were about to lift Grover up and make him dissolve too.
I couldn't allow that.
I stripped off my red rain jacket.
"Percy you idiot," Annabeth mumbled rubbing her forehead.
"Hey!" I screamed, waving the jacket, running to one side of the monster. "Hey, stupid! Ground beef!"
Hermes snorted
"Raaaarrrrr!" The monster turned toward me, shaking his meaty fists.
I had an idea—a stupid idea, but better than no idea at all. I put my back to the big pine tree and waved my red jacket in front of the bull-man, thinking I'd jump out of the way at the last moment.
"That's MY TREE you know!" Thalia shouted at Percy, you could see electricity running on her arms
"Sorry! I didn't know it was you!" Percy tried to make up for it, he then jumped and hid behind Grover
"Percy what have you done!" Grover got up quickly, jumped and sat on the opposite end of Percy leaving him in the open from Thalia. Thalia gave him a big shock on the butt and Percy jumped a few feet in the air.
"Ahh!" Thalia then sat down and motioned for Athena to continue
"Okay where was I, ah But it didn't happen like that..."
Someone snorted
The bull-man charged too fast, his arms out to grab me whichever way I tried to dodge.
Time slowed down.
My legs tensed. I couldn't jump sideways, so I leaped straight up, kicking off from the creature's head, using it as a springboard, turning in midair, and landing on his neck.
How did I do that? I didn't have time to figure it out. A millisecond later, the monster's head slammed into the tree and the impact nearly knocked my teeth out.
Thalia glared at Percy, how looked away and hid behind Annabeth, who then got up and sat near Thalia. Thalia had a victorious grin on.
The bull-man staggered around, trying to shake me. I locked my arms around his horns to keep from being thrown. Thunder and lightning were still going strong. The rain was in my eyes. The smell of rotten meat burned my nostrils.
The monster shook himself around and bucked like a rodeo bull. He should have just backed up into the tree and smashed me flat, but I was starting to realize that this thing had only one gear: forward.
Meanwhile, Grover started groaning in the grass. I wanted to yell at him to shut up, but the way I was getting tossed around, if I opened my mouth I'd bite my own tongue off.
"Food!" Grover moaned.
"Yeah you're right I really should stop groaning food all the time," Grover mentioned
The bull-man wheeled toward him, pawed the ground again, and got ready to charge. I thought about how he had squeezed the life out of my mother, made her disappear in a flash of light, and rage filled me like high-octane fuel. I got both hands around one horn and I pulled backward with all my might. The monster tensed, gave a surprised grunt, then—snap!
The bull-man screamed and flung me through the air. I landed flat on my back in the grass. My head smacked against a rock. When I sat up, my vision was blurry, but I had a horn in my hands, a ragged bone weapon the size of a knife.
The monster charged.
Without thinking, I rolled to one side and came up kneeling. As the monster barreled past, I drove the broken horn straight into his side, right up under his furry rib cage.
The bull-man roared in agony. He flailed, clawing at his chest, then began to disintegrate—not like my mother, in a flash of golden light, but like crumbling sand, blown away in chunks by the wind, the same way Mrs. Dodds had burst apart.
The monster was gone.
The rain had stopped. The storm still rumbled, but only in the distance. I smelled like livestock and my knees were shaking. My head felt like it was splitting open. I was weak and scared and trembling with grief I'd just seen my mother vanish. I wanted to lie down and cry, but there was Grover, needing my help, so I managed to haul him up and stagger down into the valley, toward the lights of the farmhouse. I was crying, calling for my mother, but I held on to Grover—I wasn't going to let him go.
Percy sniffled at the words crying for my mother.
The last thing I remember is collapsing on a wooden porch, looking up at a ceiling fan circling above me, moths flying around a yellow light, and the stern faces of a familiar-looking bearded man and a pretty girl, her blond hair curled like a princess's.
"Aphrodite's child." The gods all agreed, Poseidon, Athena and Hestia noticed that Athena's child and Poseidon's child blushed. The demigods were laughing quietly.
Athena looked down reading ahead before scowling
They both looked down at me, and the girl said, "He's the one. He must be."
"CREEP ALERT!" Hermes yelled, and high fived Apollo who got smack my his sister.
"You're such a goof sometimes," Artemis mumbled.
"Silence, Annabeth,"
All the gods looked at Annabeth who blushed more. Percy blushed more as well since he was sitting next to her.
the man said. "He's still conscious. Bring him inside."
Athena put the book down. "Done," She yawned
"It's abo *Yawn* bout 10 now, why don't all go to bed?" Hera yawned as well
"Yeah," Zeus yawned as well... THEN EVERYONE YAWNED "You know where (I yawned here...) You know where the guest suit is off you go" Zeus made a shooing motion and the gods disappeared. "
The demigods were left behind to walk to their rooms "Okay guys!" Thalia clapped her hands "This is a coo-ed place so Girl with girl and boys with boys NO EXCEPTIONS!" There were awws "Shut up you're hormonal teenagers and since I am forever single as a pingle plus I am the oldest and wisest I'm the boss."
Everyone shutted up after hormonal...
After the demigods chosed their room partner Leo whipped up some sandwiches, and they all went to bed.
ON THE GODS SIDE...
Zeus appeared in a different room called the secret meeting room... (Not so secret now...) the other gods flashed in.
"Okay what now?" Zeus asked
"duh we find out if Annie Bell and Perry are dating." Guess who said that?
"It's Percy," Poseidon corrected at the same time Athena said "It's Annabeth"
...
Until next time since I have a writer block
So yeah done. If you guys haven't figured it out I'm "N" So yeah. So It's been Ten days since the last time I finished.. I think..
Also you notice I say So a lot. :) I'm also thinking of Shorter and more chapters so I can update more often. So what do you think? Also tell me if you have other HoO people you want to add in.
Finally
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So cheesey ending done I can go. :)