Hi guys! I'm back—again. Sorry for the delay. I had so much homework but now there's thanksgiving break so I've got time. Happy Thanksgiving!
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I don't know when I woke up, but when I did, I knew I was happy. I saw Percy walk over to me and wave his hands.
"Hello, you awake?"
I laughed, "No duh," I stood up and grabbed the collar of his shirt to wipe off a speck of drool at the corner of his mouth. "You drool in your sleep."
I sat in peace for a moment, taking in the beautiful sunset—or sunrise?
I checked my watch: 5:30 AM.
"Percy!" I yelled at Percy, who was far ahead, stumbling among the rocks.
Percy POV
I turned at Annabeth.
"Percy! Percy! The harpies!"
I saw her swivel around and slash at a harpy. It disintegrated. She was skilled, but as more harpies flooded the beach, I knew I needed to help. I sprinted over to Annabeth and grabbed her, tossing her over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes (how romantic… ._.') . I felt the Harpies swords breaking over my back. Thank the gods I had Achilles curse.
I ran all the way to Hestia, who's fire was a dim glow. She looked prone to sleep any minute, and I felt bad for waking her up.
"Help!" I managed.
Reluctantly, she thrust her hand out and the Harpies combusted. I was so thankful that I nearly hugged her, but I didn't because she's a god and I wouldn't want to spontaneously combust, would I?
I sprinted some more, Annabeth wriggling around fiercely, when I ran into…
Crystal.
Happy Thanksgiving! For today, if you are thankful for something, let me know through reviews!
ILYRAR!
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