I smiled as my 7 year old son came towards me from across the parking lot.
"Hi honey," I said, bending down to kiss his nose, and Percy quickly pecked my cheek.
"Mommy," Percy began, and I froze; he only called me Mommy anymore if he was really frightened. "Mommy, something weird and scary happened today."
I lay an arm protectivly across Percy's shoulders. "Was it a bully, honey?" I asked, hoping against hope it wouldn't have a thing to do with Greece.
"No," Percy responded simply. "It was a big scary man, and he was following me on the playground. The teachers made him leave, but they didn't believe me when I told them he only had one eye, but I guess they couldn't see it; his hat was covering it."
The breath hitched in my throat. A cyclops had found Percy...
"Mommy, are you OK?" Percy tugged gently on my sleeve, and I shook my head and smiled down at him.
"Yes Percy, I'm fine." I held out my hand and Percy took it. "Do you want some ice cream? We can go get some today," I informed the black haired boy clinging to my arm, who then crowed happily.
"With blue sprinkles, and a blue cone, and a blue scoop of it!" He grinned, and I couldn't help but chuckle at his excitement and how fast he forgot about the cyclops. Ah, the wonders of frozen dairy.
A/N: Sorry for the long wait; I have no excuse other than school and laziness. Whoever reviews can submit a request for a chapter; I've got major writers block.
Also, in this fic, I think Percy wouldn't be at a boarding school yet; I think that third grade would be the last grade before he starts boarding school.