I know that the chapters are not in the right order, but bear with me. This is just a filler chapter before the Stone of the Victor.

Oh, and I need to know. Should I change the summary?

Monsters attacked me for the first time since I had left camp on the very same day that I got the eye from the Graea sisters. It was nighttime, and now I think that I should have listened when Person warned me that I should find a motel. However, being stubborn is one of my best qualities, so no, I did not find a motel. I mean, seriously! I HAD looked at it rationally. I figured out the odds with my handy dandy calculator, and there was an average of five workers in the main lobby of the hotel, the odds of one of them being a monster was much higher than the odds of a monster happening to catch my scent.

Of course, I didn't factor in the fact that the person inside my head probably was having me and every other freakin' monster in the US GPSed. I kinda forgot about that, OK? Believe it or not, when Person stopped talking, I forgot about him/her/it.

So I was in the middle of some poor, unsuspecting forest when the hellhound attacked. Sorry, people of Lake Forest. (Sorry, Lake Forestians! I just needed to find a small city! Don't worry; the Lake Forest preserve is still safe and sound. :) I really, really should have listened to Person. I guess I just don't trust him/her/it yet. I mean, maybe there's some new program for monsters. Get inside the heads of those demigods! Or, If you can't trap at least three half-bloods within two months, you'll get every Drachma back, plus one extra free! Come on. Who comes up with these things?

But either way, Person had been right this time, and I was in deep doo-doo. I got the feeling that the hellhound was hungry, but maybe his ribs were showing because he was on a diet. Either way, something made him fight like a maniac.

I thrust in a blow at his head, which he leapt up into the air to dodge. For a second he looked like Superdoggy; all he needed now was a cape.

He landed where my head would have been if I hadn't moved it. We warily circled each other; if dogs could grin, he would have.

He wants food, said Person. He's hungry.

Well, THANK you, Captain Obvious. What am I supposed to do about that? Mean, I love animals and all, but I really don't feel like dying to satisfy monsters hunger.

Before Person could answer, (though I'm pretty sure Person wouldn't have answered either way. It likes to keep me guessing.) Fido got tired of waiting. He charged straight through the little circle we were making… and straight past me, plowing into a row of trees and somehow managing to set about ten others on fire. Before I knew it, I was standing in the middle of a clearing, fighting a starving hellhound with a forest fire raging all around me.

Not just starved, Person added. Delirious.

Of course! The dog was so tired he could barely see straight. I knew that already, of course. Person was just bringing it back to the front of my mind.

"Here, doggy doggy," I cooed. My voice was rough and raspy. "Here, pretty puppy. You want to sit with me?" I patted the ground next to me. The hellhound stared cautiously at me, nervousness all over his doggy featured.

He took a cautious step foreword. I raised my hand, and he jerked back immediately. "No, no, shh," I soothed the dog. "It's fine. I'm good. I won't hurt you." I felt a twinge of guilt at lying to the dog, but a demigod's gotta do what a demigod's gotta do, right?

In less than half an hour, I had the dog sitting a few feet from me, snoring on the ground. I lifted my dagger over the hellhound and hesitated. It was just a puppy, after all!

A puppy that could destroy a small town, Person reminded me.

"Oh, shut it, you," I mumbled aloud. Tentatively, I reached out and placed my hand on top of the dog. He jerked awake, but stayed there once he realized my hand meant no harm.

I sat down next to the dog. Wordlessly, I offered him some of my beef jerky. He gobbled it up so fast that I was reminded of what a monster he really was. But then he looked back at me, and such an expression on such a normally terrifying face made me crack a grin. I reached over and dumped half of the remaining beef jerky out. He surprised me by giving a huge yawn and curling up into a ball at my feet. I gasped I surprise, and then reached out and petted him.

Madness, I thought. Absolute madness. I can barely stay alive, and now I have a pet that is trained to eat people? Yeesh, I'm turning into Daedalus.

My hellhound yawned. He woke up, licked my hand, and trotted into the woods. After he returned, I realized with a start why he was acting so odd. He was actually a She… and she was pregnant!

OK. I can barely keep myself alive, and then I go getting a pet hellhound that's expecting puppies?!?!?!??! Seriously, what is wrong with me?

I knew that once the puppies were born, she would be rid of her pregnancy hormones and probably try to kill me. But in the meantime, she was using the NPPSS, or Neurological Pregnancy Protection System Syndrome. Some animals, I guess hellhounds included, automatically seek out a safe place while pregnant. And for now, lugging around with a hero that would probably kill most monsters that came by seemed to be the best option!

The hellhound curled up around my feet. She fell asleep, snoring so loud that she shook practically every tree out there. I decided that for now, I would keep her. I'd send her to Percy before she gave birth. She and Mrs. O'Leary could create a hellhound club. I decided, on a whim, to call her Sheila.

Really not a good idea, Person warned me, but I didn't care. I had found myself a new friend.

I decided this whole thing on a whim too! I'm sick, (like cold cough cough ack sick, not mentally sick I had to put that in there) and I was reading FF's when I started feeling really guilty about not updating. Sorry guys! And the name Sheila just popped into my head while I was writing. Then again, so did the whole hellhound-becoming-a-pet thing.

And please tell me if you think I should change the summary! Because it's not all that much about Percy anymore, is it?

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