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But Percy and Rachel Elizabeth Dare has so much chemistry on their first meet tho
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sunsburns 2 months
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tweets with pjo characters (vi.)
content summary: implied luke x reader, peracbeth, persassy, luke getting canceled, thalia and percy beef, reader simping for percy's dad lmaoooooo
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buckleymaddie 3 months
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me * i don't like book peracbeth*
me *but boy i do like tv show percabeth my babies*
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2for2long 11 months
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do u associate any songs with a ship??
YES I DO
thazo毛 &/ valgrace
mostly leo but also valgrace:
phoenix wright and miles edgeworth cause of this one animatic i saw:
vaguely shelper:
saiouma from drv3 (@pianowaifu69 DO U REMEMBER THAT ONE ROYAL AU WE MADE):
thazo毛 &/ pipabeth &/ rachabeth:
perachel but i dont ship them &/ peracbeth:
solangelo:
solangelo &/ valgrace:
SOLANGELO I LOVE THIS ONE:
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kill-cry-die 3 years
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Anyone: Go fuck yourself.
Percy, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch
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halothenthehorns 2 years
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I ACCIDENTALLY VAPORIZE MY PRE-ALGEBRA TEACHER
Couple of quick character notes before we get into the deep dive of this, mostly just some pre-apologies so I don't offend anyone.
I am not deaf, though I had a deaf Uncle growing up so I know some very basic sign language but I was really young and most of my understanding is a refresher course from what we know of Hearthstone from the Magnus Chase books. Please inform me if my old memories are inaccurate, and very little actual signing will be described for our dear Elf.
Even less encouraging news for Alex; I'm not genderfluid nor do I even know anyone in person who is, he/ she will be periodically changing genders throughout the series, but in general I'll be writing them as true to their character as the book as I can with no real difference in whichever gender she/ he is at the time because it didn't seem to affect their personality. You can only google so much and I'm not going to pretend to be an expert on the subject from that.
If I do or say anything blatantly wrong please correct me as I'd hate to be encouraging any stereotypes.
PJOPJOPJOPJO
It took a couple go-arounds of 'huhs' and 'can you repeat thats' and 'yes that's really a thing' before everyone quieted and accepted to themselves what was happening.
Alex was already sorting through the bag after the first time, apparently unphased or just really good at adapting to the idea there were more than just her Norse gods as she came up with a book in hand. "They want us to read?" She broke into Hearthstone and Magnus' once more silent exchange over some reindeer for some reason. "About the Percy guy?" Without prompting she flashed the book around for the rest of them to see, it was bright orange like the camp shirt Percy was wearing with a blood-red 1 on the spine.
"I don't think the books will color coordinate us," Magnus corrected, finally managing something semi-non hysterical as he watched her. He and Hearth were both very worried about Blitz and what he'd do when they didn't come back to meet him under the bridge tonight, but there seemed no getting out of this any time soon. The uncomfortable notion of having to swim back to the surface was a pretty good deterrent.
Hearthstone felt a little guilty for still not explaining everything to his friend, but had decided one thing at a time as his charge was just coming to grips with the idea of living deities. Him and Blitz not even being children of gods but whole other species was even more than he wanted to explain right now, Blitzen was much better at that.
"Their loss," Alex huffed as she sorted through the rest. She froze though and quickly pulled her hand out of the bag without revealing the rest of her find as she flipped to the first page and said loudly, "I Accidentally Vaporize My Pre-Algebra Teacher. Well whoever this is about certainly knows how to live."
Percy was starting to look a little green around the edges as he looked from Thalia, to Nico, to Will in rapid succession like he was hoping a guidebook would appear for what was happening. As non-disconcerting as it had been to have all this talk of gods explained by her, that had felt inherently natural and easy enough to take in but still not exactly something he wanted to figure out around a bunch of strangers.
If this was how he had to get back to Annabeth though, so be it.
The rest of them had just come to quietly accept this new reality, their life had led them all to the conclusion long ago it was keep up or be killed, and the existence of a whole other pantheon of Gods to know of was just one more factoid now.
Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.
If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now.
"Too late for that," Alex huffed.
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure everyone in here is a done deal," Will agreed.
"Otherwise you might have been zapped down to see the judges a little early," Nico rolled his eyes. Hearthstone chose not to correct the assumption, he assumed nobody would understand him anyways, even Magnus was only just past the basics of Alf Sign Language. He missed Blitz, his friend would gladly shout at them there were others besides demigods out there.
聽 Believe what-ever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.
Jason huffed he hadn't even been given that choice as he kept watching Thalia like it was her fault while his own useless mind tried to recall anything before this room.
Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful, nasty ways.
"So, a lot to look forward to when I get back?" Percy asked without actually expecting an answer other than Thalia's strained smile, and that's exactly what he got.
If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think it's fiction, great. Read on. I envy you for being able to believe that none of this ever happened.
But if you recognize yourself in these pages-if you feel something stirring inside-stop reading immediately.
"As if I've ever taken advice from a book," Alex muttered as she swung herself in her poof sideways, reading with one leg propped above her head now.
You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.
Nico kept his eyes on nobody, not even Percy or Will now as he recalled how their father had kept them safe by having a Fury look after them and Bianca had still not survived even before she abandoned him. He wished someone had given him this book before he'd lost the chance to save his sister's life.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
My name is Percy Jackson.
"Ha!" Alex paused for dramatic effect as she smirked at Magnus, who managed a tentative smile back and reached for her kale chips. She dumped the rest into her mouth and sprayed him with the green shavings as she kept going.
I'm twelve years old.
'Well that obviously didn't last,' Hearthstone signed to his friend as he stared at the obvious teenager now. Except ASL wasn't so literal, so it was more like he pointed at Percy and used the sign for aging, keeping his palm down as he drew it from his hip up to his chin. He. Aged. Magnus filled in the blanks. 'Why do you think we're reading about something so long into his past?'
'Asking the wrong guy,' Magnus signed back, considering he was still getting used to the fact he was breathing underwater, let alone a Titan had put him down here.
Until a few months ago, I was a boarding student at Yancy Academy, a private school for troubled kids in upstate New York.
"Are you a troubled kid?" Jason asked, he sounded almost amused. He wondered if he was one too, if anyone was looking for him like that Annabeth girl who was clearly looking for Percy, both Thalia and him had mentioned her.
"Going off of the few things I now know as facts, I'd say yeah," Percy sighed.
Am I a troubled kid?
Yeah. You could say that.
I could start at any point in my short miserable life to prove it, but things really started going bad last May, when our sixth-grade class took a field trip to Manhattan- twenty-eight mental-case kids and two teachers on a yellow school bus, heading to the Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at ancient Greek and Roman stuff.
"Sounds like a blast," Magnus grinned, he wished he'd attended school more.
"Sounds like torture," Alex huffed as she flipped the first page.
I know-it sounds like torture. Most Yancy field trips were.
But Mr. Brunner, our Latin teacher, was leading this trip, so I had hopes.
"Isn't this how you met Chiron and Grover?" Thalia asked as she caught up. Annabeth had told her plenty of Percy's start, more than she'd ever asked, but that never seemed to stop her friend, especially in recent times when she'd come to check on her friend in her distressed state. The child of Athena often kept going over her past and as much of Percy's as she could know in hopes to piece together some way to find her boyfriend, whom Thalia had just stumbled across at the bottom of the ocean.
"Who?" Percy gave her a blank look for both names, but he looked sad and muttered something about enchiladas.
"Don't worry, we're getting there," she assured, grateful for the books now instead of her having to retell all of this.
Mr. Brunner was this middle-aged guy in a motorized wheelchair. He had thinning hair and a scruffy beard and a frayed tweed jacket, which always smelled like coffee. You wouldn't think he'd be cool, but he told stories and jokes and let us play games in class. He also had this awesome collection of Roman armor and weapons, so he was the only teacher whose class didn't put me to sleep.
"This is putting me to sleep," Nico told him, telling himself he wasn't drinking in every word and settling comfortably into the squashy green chair. He'd shadow travel back out of this place any moment now...
"I'm not the one who invited you," Percy said back.
"Come on Nico, you can't pretend you're not a little curious to hear how the great Percy Jackson's story went from himself," Will gave him a friendly nudge and a sunny smile Nico instantly resisted the urge to cringe away from. Staying at the bottom of the dark ocean maybe was his second favorite pick from the underworld so long as he could keep breathing down here, even including present company. He glared at the bookbag the strange green-haired girl still had close to her and knew same as her that if Percy's story was in here, so likely were the rest of theirs too...including some who were only here in memory.
I hoped the trip would be okay. At least, I hoped that for once I wouldn't get in trouble.
Thalia raised her hand mock pleasantly as if Chiron were in here now. "I'm taking a wild guess now and saying neither of those things happened!"
Boy, was I wrong.
"Five points for the girl with the magic bow," Jason mock applauded.
"On a scale of what?" She asked back, the two sure were frowning at each other an awful lot, as if swearing they should recognize somebody they'd never properly met. "A Hunter of Artemis always makes a perfect score mind you."
"Out of five then, obviously," he graciously amended. Her weapon had vanished after all and he had no wish to push his luck against her, not when he had questions for her he couldn't even remember but felt vitally important to ask.
See, bad things happen to me on field trips. Like at my fifth-grade school, when we went to the Saratoga battlefield, I had this accident with a Revolutionary War cannon. I wasn't aiming for the school bus, but of course I got expelled anyway.
"Now there's a story that needs detail!" Alex cackled.
Percy contemplated for a moment before shrugging, "ever felt a malevolent, glimmering light was following you around?"
"Can't say I have," she said cheerfully, waving her hand for him to continue.
"Well, I'd swear it was, though everyone else just called me crazy and it was only a bird. Point is I was worried about touching it, the thing was so hot just from hovering in front of me, so I swung the cannon and somehow it, well," he finished with a needless gesture back to the book.
"Went off instead," Magnus finished for him when Alex waited hopefully as if for more, but when he didn't elaborate she nodded this was an acceptable side story.
"Better than some boring trip to the museum at any rate," she said as she went back to it, doubting there would be any exploding cannons in there. Maybe she'd get lucky and a Michelangelo would at least be described by someone competent.
And before that, at my fourth-grade school, when we took a behind the-scenes tour of the Marine World shark pool, I sort of hit the wrong lever on the catwalk and our class took an unplanned swim.
"Well at least nobody would have gotten seriously hurt during that one," Thalia told him bracingly.
Percy gave her a blank look just as a shark swam through the room, more massive than the largest breed just casually skimming over the low-sodium snacks before floating back out. He thought she meant about that and assumed everyone heard the fish's sultry dismay there was no fresh sushi bar today.
Thalia realized her mistake; she'd yet to inform Percy what he'd clearly forgotten, his own heritage, and didn't hold him in suspense of that one. "Son of the Sea God Percy, are you telling me you didn't know that after a trip to the aquarium?" Were the fish not chatting to him like the celebrity he was? He'd said in the past he could talk to aquatic life.
His sea green eyes flashed bizarrely in the room's light, his face turning the color of the kale chips. Having the book refresh his memories one bit at a time hadn't hurt a bit, but that sure had, his head was walloping in time with his heart.
"Percy?" She asked in concern.
"I knew that," he rasped. "Why did I know that?"
She led him over to a beanbag and gave Will and Nico a very stern look, speaking mostly to them now as she calmed her friend, "whatever's going on in your head, I'm guessing we shouldn't be feeding you so much stuff at once. Let's just, let Alex keep going."
Will made the sign for warding off evil and Nico cussed lightly as they exchanged a look and stared uneasily at their surroundings once more. Nobody knew why Percy had lost his memories and they hadn't, but they were suddenly very grateful it didn't seem a group effect and sat down quickly on a couch for the long haul now while she took a seat beside him.
Jason wasn't looking much better and gripped the table nearly tipping all the food over but forced himself to remain calm and keep his own mouth shut, not wanting to end up the same color as Percy and most definitely deciding not to push his own luck for now.
Alex watched the group of Greek kids and considered telling Thalia she was getting a little to trigger happy with her orders for her liking, but she had no real protests against reading still and her eyes were already straying back to the story anyways.
And the time before that... Well, you get the idea.
This trip, I was determined to be good.
'I'm guessing that works as well for him as it does for me,' Magnus signed.
'This isn't your fault Magnus, I'm sure this can only be of help to us,' Hearthstone signed back. He certainly hoped so at any rate, he didn't need the Capo considering this against orders, and he wouldn't mind asking the bossy girl where she'd gotten her bow, especially its clearly magical properties.
All the way into the city, I put up with Nancy Bobofit, the freckly, redheaded kleptomaniac girl, hitting my best friend Grover in the back of the head with chunks of peanut butter-and-ketchup sandwich.
Even Tyson wouldn't eat that sandwich, Percy randomly thought, before his brain sizzled like static and he was already wondering who on Earth Tyson could be.
"First of all, eww," Will frowned, already wondering how much ambrosia he'd have to give someone from that poisonous concoction.
"Second of all, gross," Nico agreed, he wouldn't bring back a ghost stupid enough to die by choking on a sandwich like that.
"But mostly, how did you not knock her flat on her ass already?" Alex and Thalia said together.
Percy was frowning and looking very much as if he agreed with all sentiments. Grover, the name felt as important to him as Annabeth, equal to those surrounding him now in people he knew he could count on as a friend. Even if he didn't know why.
Getting up and shaking off the last of his nausea, he went over to the pile of food and snatched up some more, handing a bag to everyone he passed before slamming back into his seat and telling Thalia, "I hope I do any moment now."
Grover was an easy target. He was scrawny. He cried when he got frustrated. He must've been held back several grades, because he was the only sixth grader with acne and the start of a wispy beard on his chin.
Nico coughed to suppress a laugh as he knew better and Will did no such thing, laughing with his whole body and making the light at the bottom of the ocean shine brighter for just a moment for knowing the satyr was much older in goat years, but both well knew to heed a daughter of Zeus and Artemis's lieutenant and Thalia in general so did not share the joke when Percy frowned at them in confusion.
On top of all that, he was crippled. He had a note excusing him from PE for the rest of his life because he had some kind of muscular disease in his legs. He walked funny, like every step hurt him, but don't let that fool you. You should've seen him run when it was enchilada day in the cafeteria.
Magnus gave a wistful look to all the non-salty food in the air above even as he polished off the last of it down here. Hearthstone gave up his own to him after only a few bites and promised he'd eat more later, they weren't likely to let them starve down here but he should still eat his fill.
Anyway, Nancy Bobofit was throwing wads of sandwich that stuck in his curly brown hair, and she knew I couldn't do anything back to her because I was already on probation.
"And why was that?" Alex asked eagerly.
At least he could still recall the things that were being slowly and gradually reminded to him up until this point. He only had to think for a moment before the haze lifted and he was sure of right where this was being plopped into his life, and recalled, "there may or may not have been some jerk trapped on a roof all night that I may or may not have locked the door to."
"Ah, I see, what a mystery," Alex nodded.
聽The headmaster had threatened me with death by in-school suspension if anything bad, embarrassing, or even mildly entertaining happened on this trip.
"In other words, decapitate her anyways because you're going to get blamed for it," Alex concluded.
"Pretty sure the takeaway wasn't supposed to be that," Magnus frowned at her.
"Eh," she shrugged.
"I'm going to kill her," I mumbled.
Grover tried to calm me down. "It's okay. I like peanut butter."
"And I like ketchup, but not together," Will still shuddered in disgust.
"Whoever thought we'd agree on anything," Nico nodded.
He dodged another piece of Nancy's lunch.
"That's it." I started to get up, but Grover pulled me back to my seat.
"You're already on probation," he reminded me. "You know who'll get blamed if anything happens."
Looking back on it, I wish I'd decked Nancy Bobofit right then and there. In-school suspension would've been nothing compared to the mess I was about to get myself into.
"This book sure likes to build up suspension!" Alex said, glaring over the spine at Percy as if this were all his fault too.
"I didn't write it," he rolled his eyes, "if I could tell you I doubt it would be necessary."
She eyed him for a few moments before deciding not to decapitate him out of annoyance.
Mr. Brunner led the museum tour.
He rode up front in his wheelchair, guiding us through the big echoey galleries, past marble statues and glass cases full of really old black-and-orange pottery.
It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years.
"And that's just the stuff the mortals found," Thalia grinned as she lovingly grasped her bracelet.
He gathered us around a thirteen-foot-tall stone column with a big sphinx on the top, and started telling us how it was a grave marker, a stele, for a girl about our age. He told us about the carvings on the sides. I was trying to listen to what he had to say, because it was kind of interesting, but everybody around me was talking, and every time I told them to shut up, the other teacher chaperone, Mrs. Dodds, would give me the evil eye.
Nico arched a very curious brow and wondered about that description while Thalia was trying to hide behind her silvery camo jacket she was making faces, having a pretty good guess who this was as well from more Annabeth stories.
Mrs. Dodds was this little math teacher from Georgia who always wore a black leather jacket, even though she was fifty years old. She looked mean enough to ride a Harley right into your locker. She had come to Yancy halfway through the year, when our last math teacher had a nervous breakdown.
From her first day, Mrs. Dodds loved Nancy Bobofit and figured I was devil spawn. She would point her crooked finger at me and say, "Now, honey," real sweet, and I knew I was going to get after-school detention for a month.
One time, after she'd made me erase answers out of old math workbooks until midnight, I told Grover I didn't think Mrs. Dodds was human. He looked at me, real serious, and said, "You're absolutely right."
"Way to go Grover," Thalia rolled her eyes.
"Wait," Percy looked from Nico's frown back to her and was clearly putting this together on his own. "She's not? He's not?"
"Don't strain yourself Percy," Will said gently.
He looked around once more at all the demigods and the skolopendra that floated into the room, using only its tentacle to clear away the last of the crumbs and sweep back out. It wasn't hard to follow there were more dangerous things than bottom feeders out there after his dealings with those pushy Bargin Mart creatures chasing him across the country.
Mr. Brunner kept talking about Greek funeral art.
Finally, Nancy Bobofit snickered something about the naked guy on the stele, and I turned around and said, "Will you shut up?"
It came out louder than I meant it to.
The whole group laughed. Mr. Brunner stopped his story.
"Mr. Jackson," he said, "did you have a comment?"
My face was totally red. I said, "No, sir."
Mr. Brunner pointed to one of the pictures on the stele. "Perhaps you'll tell us what this picture represents?"
I looked at the carving, and felt a flush of relief, because I actually recognized it. "That's Kronos eating his kids, right?"
Thalia felt the first hints of unease for mentioning him as Luke came to mind once more and she glanced around as if expecting the lord of Titans to appear, or even worse any of the twelve Olympians. Oceanus had said they'd be safe here while they did this, but it still felt like a bad omen the first name to be invoked and test that theory had been this Titan.
Nothing happened, the air didn't grow any more cold than the murder-inducing pressure it already should have been to them and nobody spontaneously dropped dead, so she forced herself to try and enjoy this ironic mild vacation she'd been forced into.
"Yes," Mr. Brunner said, obviously not satisfied. "And he did this because ..."
"Well..." I racked my brain to remember. "Kronos was the king god, and-"
"God?" Mr. Brunner asked.
"Titan," I corrected myself. "And ... he didn't trust his kids, who were the gods. So, um, Kronos ate them, right? But his wife hid baby Zeus, and gave Kronos a rock to eat instead. And later, when Zeus grew up, he tricked his dad, Kronos, into barfing up his brothers and sisters-"
"Eeew!" said one of the girls behind me.
"-and so there was this big fight between the gods and the Titans," I continued, "and the gods won."
Some snickers from the group.
"I don't know why, that was pretty accurate," Will shrugged.
Nico couldn't help but correct, "if he'd ever even read the back of a single Mythomagic box that's the basics and not even touching on-" he froze, looking horrified with himself for how much he'd relaxed back into his seat without even realizing it. That was the first time he'd even thought about his old game, let alone mentioned it since Bianca's death.
Will was giving him a curious look as if hoping he'd keep going, but Thalia was already shaking her head and mouthing at him to shut up.
Alex wasn't helping, as she was scowling at the light details and grumbling, "great, because it wasn't hard enough keeping track of the Norse gods and all the shit they get up to, now we've got to remember the difference of all your gods as well!"
Hearthstone didn't follow all of that, since she didn't drop the book from her face for him to read her lips properly, but Magnus was signing as well as he could the big things that were happening and so the elf signed back, 'I don't think she's going to be the pleasant company while we're here.' He had not missed the fact that the girl with the silver circlet had been following along their silent conversation while the others hadn't yet demanded of them why they weren't speaking. His mission to help keep Magnus safe was feeling more doomed by the moment with all of these dangerous teenagers around.
'Maybe not, but I'm not betting against her just yet,' he smiled for her abruptness while already trying to figure out a short-hand sign for Kronos and Zeus so he didn't have to finger spell out all of this, his hand was already starting to cramp and he was missing Blitzen more every moment.
Behind me, Nancy Bobofit mumbled to a friend, "Like we're going to use this in real life. Like it's going to say on our job applications, 'Please explain why Kronos ate his kids.'"
"Better than a mindless drone asking if I want fries with that," Nico scoffed.
"And why, Mr. Jackson," Brunner said, "to paraphrase Miss Bobofit's excellent question, does this matter in real life?"
"Busted," Grover muttered.
"Shut up," Nancy hissed, her face even brighter red than her hair.
At least Nancy got packed, too. Mr. Brunner was the only one who ever caught her saying anything wrong. He had radar ears.
"That's not, you know, literal is it?" Percy asked his friends wearily.
"Like an antenna? Nah," Thalia smirked without elaborating further.
I thought about his question, and shrugged. "I don't know, sir."
"I see." Mr. Brunner looked disappointed. "Well, half credit, Mr. Jackson. Zeus did indeed feed Kronos a mixture of mustard and wine, which made him disgorge his other five children, who, of course, being immortal gods, had been living and growing up completely undigested in the Titan's stomach. The gods defeated their father, sliced him to pieces with his own scythe, and scattered his remains in Tartarus, the darkest part of the Underworld.
Will looked at Nico curiously, as if hoping he'd engage and share something of that place, but the son of Hades was too busy looking longingly at the shadows again and obviously contemplating trying to leave again, back to his task of coming and going from camp like a lifeless shadow in search of something he clearly wasn't finding. He restrained himself now as he did every time from pulling him closer and offering a tutorial on healing magic nobody but his own siblings could follow and just kept his mouth shut.
On that happy note, it's time for lunch. Mrs. Dodds, would you lead us back outside?"
The class drifted off, the girls holding their stomachs,
Thalia and Alex scoffed in unison for that.
the guys pushing each other around and acting like doofuses.
The boys did not bother to defend any such claim.
Grover and I were about to follow when Mr. Brunner said, "Mr. Jackson."
I knew that was coming.
I told Grover to keep going. Then I turned toward Mr. Brunner. "Sir?"
Mr. Brunner had this look that wouldn't let you go- intense brown eyes that could've been a thousand years old and had seen everything.
"Oh," Percy murmured for himself, not needing to look at the others this time to know deep down that was true as he locked eyes with the book as if suddenly hoping it would stare back, that this wise old man would be gazing at him now rather than the orange covered spine and tell him what he needed to know now.
"You must learn the answer to my question," Mr. Brunner told me.
"About the Titans?"
"About real life. And how your studies apply to it."
"Oh."
"Don't worry Percy, you're getting there," Thalia squeezed his shoulder and wished Annabeth were here for the millionth time already. She missed her friend, she wanted to let her know she could stop going even more prematurely gray with worry, and more than anything Percy looked like he needed that connection right now as his gaze intensified on the stranger reading his life as he accepted Chiron's statement as fact right now in this strange place.
"What you learn from me," he said, "is vitally important. I expect you to treat it as such. I will accept only the best from you, Percy Jackson."
I wanted to get angry, this guy pushed me so hard.
I mean, sure, it was kind of cool on tournament days, when he dressed up in a suit of Roman armor and shouted: "What ho!'" and challenged us, sword-point against chalk, to run to the board and name every Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, and their mother, and what god they worshipped. But Mr. Brunner expected me to be as good as everybody else, despite the fact that I have dyslexia and attention deficit disorder and I had never made above a C- in my life. No-he didn't expect me to be as good; he expected me to be better. And I just couldn't learn all those names and facts, much less spell them correctly.
"And you never will," Nico mock promised him as he gave an obvious look at his seatmate as if waiting for him to push him off and roll his eyes.
Will did no such thing, he even snickered a bit and told him playfully, "I was just missing Kayla doing that."
Nico looked too stumped to say anything back while Thalia ignored the two idiots and properly explained, "we all have that problem Percy, it's a half-blood thing. We live these problems and we still have to keep up like crazy to have all those names and facts straight."
"Helps when they start introducing themselves before they kill you, they're far more memorable that way at least," Alex told him in what she clearly thought was a helpful tone of voice.
Percy swallowed even more uncomfortably because he believed her.
I mumbled something about trying harder, while Mr. Brunner took one long sad look at the stele, like he'd been at this girl's funeral.
Percy now realized that's probably because he was, and it made him feel strangely young. He couldn't be anymore than sixteen, he felt exhausted already and they couldn't have been at this for more than an hour. There wasn't a scratch or blemish on his body for some unknown reason despite the fact a spot dead center in his spine tingled for some reason as he comfortably laid back, and yet all evidence to the contrary promised that been in battles, and his favorite teacher had still seen more.
He told me to go outside and eat my lunch.
The class gathered on the front steps of the museum, where we could watch the foot traffic along Fifth Avenue.
Overhead, a huge storm was brewing, with clouds blacker than I'd ever seen over the city. I figured maybe it was global warming or something, because the weather all across New York state had been weird since Christmas. We'd had massive snow storms, flooding, wildfires from lightning strikes. I wouldn't have been surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in.
Nobody else seemed to notice. Some of the guys were pelting pigeons with Lunchables crackers. Nancy Bobofit was trying to pickpocket something from a lady's purse, and, of course, Mrs. Dodds wasn't seeing a thing.
Grover and I sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. We thought that maybe if we did that, everybody wouldn't know we were from that school-the school for loser freaks who couldn't make it elsewhere.
"Detention?" Grover asked.
"Nah," I said. "Not from Brunner. I just wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean-I'm not a genius."
Grover didn't say anything for a while. Then, when I thought he was going to give me some deep philosophical comment to make me feel better, he said, "Can I have your apple?"
"What did you want him to say, that you are a genius?" Alex asked dubiously.
"Grover's a good friend, he wouldn't lie to you like that," Thalia told him with a teasing grin.
"I wish I had more apples for you guys," Percy told them with the air of one who promised they would not be handed the food this time.
I didn't have much of an appetite, so I let him take it.
I watched the stream of cabs going down Fifth Avenue, and thought about my mom's apartment, only a little ways uptown from where we sat.
Percy gasped as if finally feeling the crushing weight of the ocean condense all around him. His mom! How could he have ever forgotten her!
"Thalia," he turned pleading to her, "her name, tell me you know my mom's name, please!"
She only hesitated a moment but couldn't deny him this joyous and small bit of information. "Sally. Sally Jackson."
He sighed in relief and thanked her with such heart he seemed to fully relax for the first time as he stopped fighting the constant push of memories and just turned eagerly back to the book to hear more, even the depressing news that followed.
Jason was watching the exchange with increasing frustration and thinking more every moment he wanted to start talking to Thalia too. It wasn't the clear friendship between the two of them, it was just the idea he couldn't let go of he wanted to get to know her too for some inexplicable reason, as if she could answer all of his questions too, but though she still watched him carefully from time to time she made no more move to interact with him yet either. Cautious, a Hunter she'd called herself, this girl clearly did not know him at all and he was looking for something that wasn't there. He'd been dumped in here alone, unlike everyone else.
These Greek names meant nothing to him, weren't connecting to his mind in any way that mattered, if anything while the four of them were relaxing a bit he was getting more wound up at the wrongness of it all. This was not his story, his history, he could feel it in his bones. Even Alex and Magnus felt alien to him right now and were still taking this in stride better, Hearthstone hadn't spoken to anyone. If there was something for him to be doing down here, he wasn't seeing it.
I hadn't seen her since Christmas. I wanted so bad to jump in a taxi and head home. She'd hug me and be glad to see me, but she'd be disappointed, too. She'd send me right back to Yancy, remind me that I had to try harder, even if this was my sixth school in six years and I was probably going to be kicked out again. I wouldn't be able to stand that sad look she'd give me.
Percy nodded solemnly as if none of this was news to him even as he absorbed it all like fresh air. Even just this small glimpse of his missing parent felt vitally important to him, as if he could look back on his past now and chastise himself to make up for already knowing he was going to disappoint her again and she'd still love him anyways.
Mr. Brunner parked his wheelchair at the base of the handicapped ramp. He ate celery while he read a paperback novel. A red umbrella stuck up from the back of his chair, making it look like a motorized cafe table.
I was about to unwrap my sandwich when Nancy Bobofit appeared in front of me with her ugly friends-I guess she'd gotten tired of stealing from the tourists-and dumped her half-eaten lunch in Grover's lap.
"Oops." She grinned at me with her crooked teeth. Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray painted her face with liquid Cheetos.
"Don't let Alex meet her, she might eat the girl, wait, that's not a bad thing is it?" Thalia said cheerfully.
Alex let the long empty bag of chips crumple up in her hand one more time before wadding it up and throwing it at Thalia. It floated lazily through the water before a blast of icy ocean zipped it into a nearby recycling bin. Alex shrugged and pushed her green hair all to one side as she kept going, nobody missing the fact she hadn't denied the statement.
I tried to stay cool. The school counselor had told me a million times, "Count to ten, get control of your temper." But I was so mad my mind went blank. A wave roared in my ears.
"Literally?" Will chuckled.
Son of the Sea God, Thalia had called him. Percy wasn't so sure he was joking like Thalia just was.
I don't remember touching her, but the next thing I knew, Nancy was sitting on her butt in the fountain, screaming, "Percy pushed me!"
"Did I really?" He gasped as he looked again at the literal tons of water around them all. The idea he could manipulate and control something that covered half the planet should have boggled his mind a lot more, but having already spent time casually being where no man had ever dreamt of before and their surroundings doing clean up duty for them sort of pushed most of his surprise into the recycling bin too.
"You know the answer to that Percy," Thalia told him wisely.
Mrs. Dodds materialized next to us.
Some of the kids were whispering: "Did you see-"
"-the water-"
"-like it grabbed her-"
Percy was shaking his head from side to side as if the memory were still floating right on the edge of his mind, too elusive to grasp even now. The whispers from the ocean he'd heard all his life, the odd fact of how he'd always been able to hold his breath for so long underwater and it never bothered him, now this. Like a mist, slippery and thinning more every moment trying to lift the fog away from his childhood and show him what he must have always known to be true.
I didn't know what they were talking about. All I knew was that I was in trouble again.
As soon as Mrs. Dodds was sure poor little Nancy was okay, promising to get her a new shirt at the museum gift shop, etc., etc., Mrs. Dodds turned on me. There was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if I'd done something she'd been waiting for all semester.
Nico nodded to himself as if he'd been waiting for that very thing to be confirmed. Will gave him an odd look he was agreeing with the book but didn't ask.
"Now, honey-"
"I know," I grumbled. "A month erasing workbooks."
That wasn't the right thing to say.
"Come with me," Mrs. Dodds said.
"Wait!" Grover yelped. "It was me. I pushed her."
I stared at him, stunned. I couldn't believe he was trying to cover for me. Mrs. Dodds scared Grover to death.
She glared at him so hard his whiskery chin trembled.
"I don't think so, Mr. Underwood," she said.
"But-"
"You-will-stay-here."
Grover looked at me desperately.
"It's okay, man," I told him. "Thanks for trying."
"Honey," Mrs. Dodds barked at me. "Now."
Nancy Bobofit smirked.
I gave her my deluxe I'll-kill-you-later stare.
"A look I would not recommend being on the receiving end of," Thalia sighed, mock ringing out her jacket as if it were suddenly wet. Percy gave her a sort of chagrined stare, he had no idea why he'd have ever glared at her that way.
Then I turned to face Mrs. Dodds, but she wasn't there. She was standing at the museum entrance, way at the top of the steps, gesturing impatiently at me to come on.
How'd she get there so fast?
Hearthstone made an exaggerated sign, more so then he'd yet done and drawing everyone's attention even before Magnus laughed for whatever that meant.
I have moments like that a lot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and the next thing I know I've missed something, as if a puzzle piece fell out of the universe and left me staring at the blank place behind it. The school counselor told me this was part of the ADHD, my brain misinterpreting things.
The pale guy with the candy cane scarf suddenly gave Percy a chagrined look and did something else, forming his hand into a fist and rubbing it against his chest.
Magnus said quickly, "he's sorry, he wasn't laughing at you, neither of us were. We were, um, commiserating."
"No problem," Percy assured. He'd spent enough time around bullies to know the difference.
Thalia suppressed her lips and fought back the urge to ask if either of them would like her to give signing a try, but both seemed to be getting along okay and she was still far more distracted taking in Jason and that odd scar on his lip to get involved with those two yet.
I wasn't so sure.
I went after Mrs. Dodds.
Halfway up the steps, I glanced back at Grover. He was looking pale, cutting his eyes between me and Mr. Brunner, like he wanted Mr. Brunner to notice what was going on, but Mr. Brunner was absorbed in his novel.
Everyone found that quite odd, it was obvious for even those who didn't know who Mr. Brunner really was this guy knew of their world and was looking after Percy as much as Grover. Why wouldn't he step in then, was he setting up his own sort of test? The kind a bit of chalk wasn't going to get him out of.
I looked back up. Mrs. Dodds had disappeared again. She was now inside the building, at the end of the entrance hall.
Okay, I thought. She's going to make me buy a new shirt for Nancy at the gift shop.
Jason opened his mouth, the comment on the tip of his tongue no teacher could just make that happen, let alone Alex's little lip sneer promising nobody could make her do anything as she said it, but it fell flat as they all knew that wasn't what was really going on.
But apparently that wasn't the plan.
I followed her deeper into the museum. When I finally caught up to her, we were back in the Greek and Roman section.
Except for us, the gallery was empty.
Mrs. Dodds stood with her arms crossed in front of a big marble frieze of the Greek gods. She was making this weird noise in her throat, like growling.
Even without the noise, I would've been nervous. It's weird being alone with a teacher, especially Mrs. Dodds. Something about the way she looked at the frieze, as if she wanted to pulverize it...
"I get the feeling it wasn't a depiction of Hades," Nico muttered for himself, though beside him it only confirmed for Will this was not going to be pleasant, as if any monster attack ever was.
"You've been giving us problems, honey," she said.
I did the safe thing.
"The first and last time you've ever done that I'm sure," Thalia tried and failed at a grin, wondering just how badly his first fight as a called-out demigod had gone. How badly was he going to get hurt, and she couldn't even mock him for it.
I said, "Yes, ma'am."
She tugged on the cuffs of her leather jacket. "Did you really think you would get away with it?"
The look in her eyes was beyond mad. It was evil.
She's a teacher, I thought nervously. It's not like she's going to hurt me.
"A new torture never to be presented to your dad," Will whispered back, "this chick teaching math class for all eternity."
Nico laughed without humor, Will had no idea how close to right he was.
I said, "I'll-I'll try harder, ma'am."
Thunder shook the building.
"We are not fools, Percy Jackson," Mrs. Dodds said. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain."
"Less pain, why isn't it ever no pain?" Magnus muttered, one too many street thugs jacking whatever meager belongings he had always said the same thing.
I didn't know what she was talking about.
All I could think of was that the teachers must've found the illegal stash of candy I'd been selling out of my dorm room. Or maybe they'd realized I got my essay on Tom Sawyer from the Internet without ever reading the book and now they were going to take away my grade. Or worse, they were going to make me read the book.
Several of the assembled tried their best to laugh at these little moments of levity, but the joyful noise just wasn't echoing in the bottom of the abyss as Percy's expression grew more stormy by the second. The water began boiling around him as his anger and fear mounted, as if the very ocean itself was churning the pain from his head outwards for them all to see something was happening.
"Well?" she demanded.
"Ma'am, I don't..."
"Your time is up," she hissed.
Then the weirdest thing happened. Her eyes began to glow like barbecue coals. Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melted into large, leathery wings. She wasn't human. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings and claws and a mouth full of yellow fangs, and she was about to slice me to ribbons.
"A fury," Thalia hissed in fury, her hands twitching on autopilot to draw her bow which still materialized in her hands even lounging back in a cushion made of seaweed which she managed to make look intimidating somehow.
"How on Earth did you get out of this?" Nico asked in such an awed tone of voice, so unlike the sullen and low tone he'd been using so far Percy gave him an awkward smile for the first time and Nico flushed and looked away without expecting an answer.
Alex didn't know what a fury was, but for the first time she sat in her seat proper, her mismatched eyes more focused on this threat while acknowledging for the first time there was more out there to he known than just what she'd come across so far. Perhaps the company of these strange, other children of the gods should be given some credence.
Then things got even stranger.
'Stranger than your teacher turning into a monster you say?' Hearthstone signed with an odd laugh.
'Better than the garbage guy again, that was a weird day,' Magnus signed back.
Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen in his hand.
Thalia sighed in relief. Despite the fact Percy was sitting right next to her and obviously not twelve anymore, she'd still been trying her hardest not to dwell on the eulogy she'd been creating in her head to Annabeth already about finding Percy and then delivering his fate of being dragged to the Underworld in one sitting and Chiron showing back up helped ease that thought away.
"What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air.
Mrs. Dodds lunged at me.
With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword- Mr. Brunner's bronze sword, which he always used on tournament day.
Mrs. Dodds spun toward me with a murderous look in her eyes.
"The first of many you received I'm sure," Will tried to tell him with a joking laugh. Boy this was one hell of a first interaction with a proper monster, one that had felled mightier demigods than an untrained child, even one of the big three.
"You have no idea," Percy agreed grimly, but it was no continued monster fight floating around his mind. Something of the idea of his mom lingered in him even now as he remembered the hateful look his teacher had given him, why he remembered recognizing such a demonic look in any human face at that age directed at him.
My knees were jelly. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the sword.
She snarled, "Die, honey!"
And she flew straight at me.
Absolute terror ran through my body. I did the only thing that came naturally: I swung the sword.
The metal blade hit her shoulder and passed clean through her body as if she were made of water.
Hisss!
Mrs. Dodds was a sand castle in a power fan. She exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but the smell of sulfur and a dying screech and a chill of evil in the air, as if those two glowing red eyes were still watching me.
I was alone.
There was a ballpoint pen in my hand.
Mr. Brunner wasn't there. Nobody was there but me.
Jason let out a low whistle of appreciation. "Those reflexes must be amazing."
"And he wasn't even near the ocean," Will agreed. "I'm frankly ecstatic to hear more of his adventures."
"At least somebody is," Alex grumbled, but with mildly less grief in her voice than before.
My hands were still trembling. My lunch must've been contaminated with magic mushrooms or some-thing.
"Only if we're all on the same stuff," Magnus shook his head.
Had I imagined the whole thing?
"Even a child of Hypnos couldn't dream up such a thing," Nico said, "or want to."
I went back outside.
It had started to rain.
Grover was sitting by the fountain, a museum map tented over his head. Nancy Bobofit was still standing there, soaked from her swim in the fountain, grumbling to her ugly friends. When she saw me, she said, "I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped your butt."
Alex paused like a fish had just swam into her mouth and was trying to come out backwards. She tried to unpeal pages together when there was nothing wrong with them.
"The Mist," Thalia helpfully explained. "That rain, the mortals are having their memory wiped of anything magical that just happened, like their teacher being a fury."
"Huh," she said in something as close to appreciation as she was going to show.
I said, "Who?"
"Our teacher. Duh!"
I blinked. We had no teacher named Mrs. Kerr. I asked Nancy what she was talking about.
She just rolled her eyes and turned away.
I asked Grover where Mrs. Dodds was.
He said, "Who?"
"Not cool man," Will shook his head. "Why aren't he and, ah, Brunner telling him everything now that they know for sure?"
He was speaking to Thalia and Nico equally, even Percy as if hoping the water would help jog his memories but clearly still playing along as he'd obviously called him Brunner reluctantly. Neither of them had an answer for him, they'd never been saved from their contaminating knowledge that drew monsters to their presence just by the innocence of ignorance. Both had known all their life their hard fates.
But he paused first, and he wouldn't look at me, so I thought he was messing with me.
"Not funny, man," I told him. "This is serious."
Thunder boomed overhead.
I saw Mr. Brunner sitting under his red umbrella, reading his book, as if he'd never moved.
I went over to him.
He looked up, a little distracted. "Ah, that would be my pen. Please bring your own writing utensil in the future, Mr. Jackson."
I handed Mr. Brunner his pen. I hadn't even realized I was still holding it.
"Sir," I said, "where's Mrs. Dodds?"
He stared at me blankly. "Who?"
"The other chaperone. Mrs. Dodds. The pre-algebra teacher."
He frowned and sat forward, looking mildly concerned. "Percy, there is no Mrs. Dodds on this trip. As far as I know, there has never been a Mrs. Dodds at Yancy Academy. Are you feeling alright?"
"What a way to get jackslapped from one reality into another," Alex told him while lobbing the book at him. It floated gently through the water and hovered in front of him. Percy still had a grim look on his face as he took it. There was worse in store for him in this thing, of this he knew. Half of him still wanted to demand the crabby seafoam come back and send him back to the wolf-den with Lupa and a race away from those snake-ladies. Fighting and running towards some instinctive goal was at least a task he could do, rather than this inactive reading. Annabeth, he reminded himself, and flipped to the second chapter.
PJOPJOPJOPJO
For those that have read my Reading HP series, you may already know I'm a bit of a nitpicky buthole about plot holes. That being said, I've thought long and hard about how to address them in these books, and my solution is that I'm going to just change the dialogue in the book to make it match as much as possible so the 'characters' won't question it and leave notes at the bottom of what the book text actually says. Some inconsistencies with age mostly. Because if I don't it will drive me insane, and we can't have someone cursed trying to finish this series now can we?
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Annabeth was walking down the street wondering if she'd ever meet her soulmate, I mean Piper, Hazel, and Calypso found theirs! But she couldn't find one for herself. I mean she's happy for her friends but she wishes she could find hers. And one night changed her whole life.
Annabeth was going to a small Christmas party Piper had set up. When she walked in she found one guy she didn't know. The party was only for close friends Piper had so there was Hazel, Jason, Frank, Leo, Calypso, Piper, Herself and the mysterious boy.
Piper walked up to Annabeth with the mysterious boy.
" Annabeth you made it! This is-"
"Percy, I'm Percy Jackson."
" Hello, how do you know Piper?"
" Well I am new to Goode Prep and she showed me around and we became friends, she invited me so that I could meet her other friends."
"Oh."
"Yeah, so anyway you are Annabeth?"
"Yes she is and the only other single one here" Piper winked.
" PIPER!!! What the heck?! Why would u say that!" She says while blushing furiously.
" Ok well we'll be watching the movie soon." Piper said.
They walked to the couch. The couple's were sitting together so the only spot left was next to Percy.
Annabeth took this time to fully look him over. He was a few inches taller than she was. He was wearing a green Christmas sweater with sweatpants. She realized he had Sea green eyes. His hair was ink black. Then he looked at her staring and she blushed and looked away.
Percy's POV
I sat next to Annabeth. I saw her staring at me so I decided I might as well look her over. She had her honey blonde hair in a ponytail. Wearing a light pink sweater with black leggings. She had stormy gray eyes.
Annabeth's POV
I saw him staring but I just watched the movie which was Elf. Their little group's Christmas tradition. After the movie they would exchange presents. She felt bad she didn't get percy something but I mean on her defense she didn't know he existed so...
*when they exchange gifts*
Piper opened hers first. Jason got her a cute Charm bracelet. Frank got her a teddy bear. From Percy she got a white laced shirt. Calypso got her a new black headband. Hazel got her a new printer. Leo gave her a new fire alarm.
"Piper I know it's not much but ..."
" Oh my gosh! Annabeth you got me a necklace that matches the one that broke! It's awesome!"
Hazel got a Stuffed horse from Frank. Calypso gave her new headphones. Jason gave her a snowflake ornament. Leo gave her a fire extinguisher for no reason at all. Annabeth gave her horse earrings. Piper gave her new Makeup supplies.
Leo was given Fire stickers by Piper as a joke. Annabeth gave him some tools. Frank gave him a joke book sadly. Jason gave him a new project to work on. Calypso gave him fire proof clothes. Hazel gave him a small metal dragon.
Jason was given contact lenses from Piper. Annabeth gave him a shirt. Leo gave him a lightning journal. Calypso gave him some puzzles. Hazel gave him a purple sweater. Frank gave him a stuffed deer.
Calypso was given sewing tools by leo. Annabeth got her a guitar to play while singing. Piper gave her a music box. Hazel gave her a Music Note ornament. Jason and frank both got her some yarn.
"Annabeth your turn!!" Said Calypso excitedly.
" Right!" She replied.
" Got this Greek Mythology book for you"
"Thanks"
Piper gave her an owl necklace. The boys (besids percy) and Hazel all chipped in to get her a Nee computer.
"I-i got you something to Annabeth."
"Really?"
"Yeah." He gave her a box in it were owl earrings.
" How did you know?! I've been looking at these for weeks!!!"
She walked over to him and hugged him tightly. Everyone in the room was shocked. No one knew she had wanted those and the fact that he barely knows her was surprising.
Annabeth stared into his Gorgeous green eyes. Percy stared into her Stunning gray eyes. Their faces were 2 inches apart. Everyone except them was waiting for them to kiss because they way they were looking at one another was out of pure love.
So when Percy closed his eyes leaned in and kissed her which she kissed back, everyone else was screaming out of joy.
3 years later (when their 18)
For the gift exchange percy walked up to Annabeth with a black box and said
"Annabeth Chase will you make me the happiest man alive by marrying me?"
Annabeth was crying of pure joy
" Yes 1 million times YES!!!!!
And that's how 1 night changed her whole life.
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tweets with pjo characters (vii.)
content summary: implied luke & reader broke up (uh oh), peracbeth, persassy, luke getting canceled, thalia and percy beef, reader simping for percy's dad lmaoooooo
note: going back to my brand... tbh i don't think these are nearly as funny as they used to be and i'm lowkey milking it out but oh well!
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"You idiot," Annabeth said, which is how I knew she was overjoyed to see me conscious.
- Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief.
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Percy: *existing*
Everyone else:
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Percy headcanon <333
He gets random nosebleeds whenever he sees one of his crushes
It gets so bad he ends up being lightheaded most of the time and even fainting at times
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Percy and Annabeth are the king and queen of bisexuals
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Percy deserves a harem
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Percy, looking at Annabeth and Jason: why are they so hot?
Piper: Global warming
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