Disclaimer: I do not own any of the P.J.S characters except for the O.C's and technically the gods that aren't mention in the series (or movie).
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Chapter 8: The aftermath Part I: The nightmare
"Aaaaaaaaaah!"Grover cried as he awoke out of slumber. He looked over at his fiancé and sighed. "What's wrong Grove?" Mulberry mumbled. "It's nothing" He muttered. "If it was nothing, then why did you scream?" She questioned. "Well . . . . I had a nightmare", Grover admitted. "About?" Mulberry asked. "It was very strange, I was the host of the international sausage festival, there were all kinds of sausage and all assorted flavors and sizes and-," He stopped and noticed his fiancé's expression. "Honey, is that what made you upset; being surrounded by meat?" She asked half amused. "No, then dreamed then changed; I was in the future and saw that Percy doomed to a live of solitude. Living out his immortality as a plaything for the gods" Grover shuttered. "Aww, Hun . . ." His fiancé cooed as she pulled him into a hug. "Percy will be alright, he will find the one that will love him for who he is and will be happy".
"You think so?" He wondered. "Yes I do, now go back to sleep" She mumbled and turned over and fell back asleep. Grover then laid back in bed and sighed. 'Gods I hope that she is right" He thought and yawned. Within seconds he was asleep.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter but I wasn't trying to aim for a long filler chapter. The next four or five chapters are fillers and they most likely are not going to be long. Sorry for the annoying long wait. I just got a laptop for my high school graduation.