Sorry I haven't been updating lately... I really don't have an excuse for the short chapters, except I'm a little bit lazy. But here you go.
Annabeth's POV
I was crying, then sobbing, just standing in the Poseidon cabin, until Chiron came to get me. I was holding Percy's last wishes, and a CD he made.
"Please, Annabeth, don't cry. What is this?" he asked.
"I-it's a... memory. P-percy m-ade it."
"..." For once, Chiron didn't know what to say.
"We will play this at the campfire tonight. You should read the letter to both camps, when the Romans arrive." he finally decided.
The Romans were here, silent as usual. We still hadn't let Octavian back in the camp. Before the campfire, I read the letter out loud.
"Dear Camps,
If you're hearing/reading this, you know I'm dead. There is one thing I would like to show you all. Please play the CD, but don't let Octavian see the second part. (It's when we pantsed him!)
See you all in hell,
Percy" I finished the letter. Percy, Percy, Percy. At the end everyone was chuckling weakly. Percy had a sense of humor, even when people are grieving for him.
I am so extremely, sorry. I promise to make up for it. Please tell me if you are mad, so I know how many people to make up to. Also, I am going to tell you all, that this story might have a sequel, if you want. Tell me in reviews. Again, I apologize for the shortness, and for the long waits. I feel like I'm making you wait as long as we have to wait for the Heroes of Olympus books.