As we walked out of Walmart the craziest thing happened: a black cat flew out of nowhere towards me. I dodged the feline just in time and it landed on Mr. D's face instead.

He screamed. "Ahh! There's a cat on my face! There's a cat on my face! There's a cat on my face!"

"We heard you the third time, Mr. D," sighed Annabeth as she rolled her eyes.

Suddenly the cat became an evil spirit and possessed Mr. D's body. His eyes became red and smoke came from his ears.

"Percy Jackson. I have come to warn you," spoke the possessed Mr. D.

Annabeth and I just stared at him.

"Warn us of what?" I asked.

"Of your ridiculous decision. Don't do it, Percy. If you go through with the potato farm, new enemies unlike any other will emerge in your life. Including my master who sent me. He is very angry with you right now."

I didn't know what to say. Who would be upset about a potato farm? Who would even care enough to become my enemy over it? Who would have known by now? It was only this morning that I chose to take this new path in my life. Does the word actually get around that fast?

"Haters gonna hate," I finally decided after a moment of thought.

The possessed Mr. D just hissed and the cat spirit exploded into dust. Mr. D gasped for air as he regained consciousness.

"I HATE CATS!" he screamed.

We walked to the closest park. On the way, Annabeth and I conversed as Mr. D walked awkwardly behind us as the third wheel.

"I know, right? Like, chicken nuggets taste so much better!" Exclaimed Annabeth.

"Yeah, seriously. Then with ketchup...delicious," I added.

"Yeah, chicken nuggets rule!" Shouted Mr. D, cutting in.

Annabeth and I halted and stopped talking. We turned around to look back at him like he was a lunatic. And he was. He looked like he felt stupid and stared down at the ground in silence.

"What's his problem..." Annabeth whispered to me.

I shrugged. "Alcohol does that to you..."

We got to the park and found a nice patch of grass to work with. We began to dig and we put all of the grass off to the side like sod.

We dug holes for the potatoes and planted them gingerly.

By the time we had finished, it was sunset and I figured my mom wanted me home.

"Tomorrow we can plant the corn and the stupid grapes," Annabeth suggested.

We all agreed. Mr. D vanished and Annabeth and I went to In and Out to get milkshakes.

We got inside and the cashier guy stared darkly at us. His name tag said Cat.

"Can I take your order?" Cat asked us.

His black hair and yellow eyes seemed to stare into my soul. So, I said, "No. No, you can't take my order. I want someone else to take my order..."

He hissed and got a coworker named Emily to take our orders.

"Could we get a Neapolitan milkshake and a vanilla milkshake with blue food coloring in it?" I asked.

She nodded lazily and we waited for our order.

Cat stared at us. So I stared back at him. I smiled and waved like the Penguins of Madagascar.

He didn't like that. So he hissed again. And I thought he was pretty fun to annoy, so I stuck my tongue out at him. He was seething with rage.

I then began to flap my arms like a bird and made "ca-caw" noises.

Suddenly he jumped over the counter and attacked me.

"You don't make a very convincing bird, Percy Jackson! Or should I say Potato Jackson?!" He screamed like a crazy person.

How did he know my name? Or my new profession?

And then I knew. He transformed into a cat. The same black cat we had encountered earlier.

"I told you not to go through with the ridiculous potato farm idea! Now you will have to face Master Nico in his wrath!" Cat growled.

Nico? What? "Nico is your...master?" Annabeth said in astonishment.

Cat laughed obnoxiously as well as evilly. "Hahahahaha! That's right. One of your most cherished friends had become your greatest enemy! Unless you stop the potato farm now, that is..."

"Never!" I shouted, still punching him in self defense.

Cat hissed and then disappeared.

We drank our milkshakes and I gained fifteen pounds. Literally. Like, seriously, my flat belly wasn't flat anymore. Now it was chunky.

I walked Annabeth home to her dorm and then jogged home to burn off my chunky belly.