GO FORWARD AND BE EATEN.
GO BACK AND REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.
NOT MUCH OF A CHOICE, IS IT?
This is my first Annabeth being sad while Percy is away, so go easy on me.
Annabeth steered Blackjack towards the ground in the middle of the woods. Right now, she was the only one who could ride him, he wouldn't let anyone else near, even to feed him.
Annabeth really didn't want to hurry back to all her other friends and say I didn't find Percy again. When they landed, she slid off his back, but then crumpled to the ground, unable to summon any strength.
Huh she thought dully, trying to fight off the blackness hovering at the edge of her consciousness, maybe I should have eaten something or gotten some rest. But if I did I would have to stop looking or building the ship, and if I did that, how will I find Percy?
Thinking his name was like a knife to her heart, and the blackness engulfed her.
I anxiously nuzzled the boss's unconscious girlfriend. She had just collapsed after dismounting and hadn't gotten up again. I heard her murmur the boss's name in her sleep and guessed she was missing him too. If he was here, what would he tell me to do for her? Take care of her, I guess. That was usually his top priority. Like when he went half way across the country when she was missing. And then when the Ethan guy stabbed her, he told me to get her out of there. I helped those times and I don't see why his instructions should stop, just because he isn't here. But should I go and get help, or stay?
I looked at the boss's girlfriend. Hmmm. I really can't keep calling her that. If he's the boss, she is . . . mistress. Yes, that was good. A bit formal, but it works.
Mistress cried out the boss's name again and started shivering.
I lay beside her and covered her with one wing. She rolled over, pressing to my side for warmth, still unconscious. My poor mistress. She comes to see me often, taking care of me like the boss did.
I heard the pretty Aphrodite girl, the one who was good friends with mistress, talking to that crazy, oracle, Rachel, whatever you call her. She said mistress isn't eating a lot, or getting much sleep. If the boss was here, he could make her right.
I lay my head down beside mistress and decided to stay and protect her until she woke up. The boss had better come back soon. My mistress won't last much longer.
Yes, I know it is short. I love Blackjack, and he probably would do this.
Review! Was it too sad, too sappy, what?
I have a couple more in mind, think of this as like a tester.