Sleeping with fork marks is not fun.
Percy could personally confirm that.
Sleeping with the bite of betrayal is even less fun.
Percy knew this from experience.
He just wanted to dream sweet dreams and forget all about his messed up day. Even he knew that was next to impossible.
Morpheus never did like him. He had a suspicion neither did Tyche.
He wasn't getting any sleep that night, so he was faring with just closed eyes.
And as a result he was completely aware of the rustling sound a person around him was making.
An adult.
A male adult.
He could have sworn he had locked the door to his cabin.
Was this a thief? A stalker? A concerned friend? He really hoped it was the latter.
But he couldn't take any chances. It was probably a human-looking monster or a crazy minor god.
Percy slowly but surely inched his fingers towards his sword and gripped the handle. With a swift motion, he leapt to his feet slashing the sword so it landed at the tip of his intruders throat.
He pulled down the mans hoodie to reveal his face.
The man was...
"Big Brother?!"
His older brother, Triton. Well, at least he guessed right about that crazy minor god.