Heroes of olympus travel to the past

Flower face and her sister

Percy's pov:

Percy was NOT happy. First off, Annabeth seemed kind of annoyed at him, though he had no idea why, second, she had a boyfriend in the future and for some reason that bothered him (Not like he was jealous or anything, don't think like that. He just liked the way she looked at all times of the day, she was super smart and perfect and he thought she was the best girl in the world. NOT liking), 

and third, he had a decapitated head on his pasta. 

Someone screamed.

It might have been him. 

Also, someone was standing on his napkin. Looking up, Percy slowly started backing away. A girl with long brown hair, a bronze breastplate, and gold dust all over her face was looking down at the head on his spaghetti, her eyes wide and crazy. 

"Umm," he squeaked. "Hi?"

She whipped her head towards him, then getting a better look at him, scrambled off the table. 

"You- how-" 

"Katie!" yelled someone from across the pavilion. Percy looked over to see future Travis running over to her. 

"Travis!" she yelled, jumping off the table. 

They met each other halfway, and to the entire camps shock, they kissed. She threw her arms around him, and he grabbed her waist as they crashed into each other. 

Percy looked over at Katie from his time, her eyes wide and mouth ajar. 

He couldn't imagine what it was like, finding out you date someone in the future you used to hate. (Hehehehe)

Travis and Katie broke away, their faces close and foreheads brushing against each others. 

"I'm so glad you're okay." he whispered, but loud enough that everyone could hear it. He pulled back and gave her a one-over, checking and lingering on every cut and bruise she had. 

"Me too." she whispered, brushing her thumb over a gash on his cheek. 

"Who was the unlucky gentleman who's head you had?" he asked, chuckling at her red face. 

"I may have gotten a bit carried away. That centaur was an asshole." she replied, smiling. Finally looking up, she asked him the question everyone was expecting-

"So where the hell are we? And why is there a tiny Percy over there?"

Before he could answer, a voice called from the other side of the pavilion.

"Oh yeah, Connor is fine by the way!" he raised his voice a few octaves. "Yay, I'm so glad Connor is okay! We appreciate him so much!" 

Katie whipped her head towards him, while Travis smiled. 

"Connor!" she yelled, running over and grabbing him, pulling him into a hug. "Thank the gods!" 

He just hugged her tight, the kind of embrace that showed so much love, but he kind where you could throw them off a cliff then hug them a second later. 

"I'm glad you're okay Katie-kat." he mumbled into her shoulder. She smacked him lightly. 

"Don't call me that!" she glared at him. He just tugged on her ponytail and pushed back, smirking. 

"Flower face then."

"Fuck you."

"F-"

"Guys!" shouted younger Katie. "What the fork?! What is going on?!" 

"Seriously Katie? Fork?" asked a young Connor. She glared at him and sat down. 

"Yeah." said future Katie. "What it going on?" 

Travis opened his mouth to tell her, then got crushed by a big pile of brown hair and flowers.

"aA-" he shouted, getting crushed and not being able to speak. 

"Travis!" Katie shouted, but froze when she saw who was on top of him. "Miranda! Oh my gods you're okay!" she helped her off of him, waving her hand and making the flowers and occasional detached limb of sword disappear. 

"Katie!" she said. "Whats going on? Whats happening?" 

-------------------------------time skip cuz im lazy-----------------------------------------------------------

(Travis explained everything to them)

"So you're me?" asked past Katie, staring at her future self in wonder. 

"Yeah."stated Katie, walking over to the Demeter table and sitting down next to her past self. Watching them talk, Percy wondered what it would be like for him, talking to his future self. Before her could think of anything else, a voice came from next to him. 

"I wonder who's coming next?" asked Nico, bouncing on the bench. Chiron had let him sit next to Percy that night, worried that with Bianca, gone, he would get suspicious by himself. Now, Percy just felt guilty, lying to a ten year old orphan. 

Suddenly, with a flash, someone landed on the Athena table, cracking it in half.