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Thalia and the Stalker.

I was walking toward the local supermarket because of one particularly annoying son of Poseidon who couldn't go get his own dam food! I swear, why did I even agree to this?! The next time he even asks for one of these stupid requests, I should definitely blast him into oblivion. What does he even want me to buy him? I could just get him some type of nasty snack... Nope. That wouldn't work. That kelp head of his would eat anything that he sees... I mean like, EVERYTHING. The last time I was invited to dinner at his house, he practically ate the whole table! I can promise you, that guy has a stomach the size of the Underworld!

Anyways, as I turned around the corner to the supermarket, I scowled. I just can't believe I came all the way here when I could've been with the Hunters! My pace sped up, determined to finish this ridiculous trip in a maximum of 2 minutes when someone stepped in front of me.

"Watcha doin' here, Princess?" Some guy said. I whipped my head up, ready to knee someone in the nuts.

Glaring at him, I growled lowly, "Don't. Call. Me. Princess."

"You got a cute growl, Princess," he winked at me.

That guy really does have a death wish. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth before turning around, deciding to ignore him. If he's smart, that man scum will leave me alone. If not, he'll get what he deserves. Pulling the door open, I was ready to enter when somebody grabbed my arm.

I jerked away sharply before sending a blow to his stomach.

"Ouch, Princess, that hurt," he said, clutching his stomach. "It's a good thing that you're a cutie, otherwise I'd show you no mercy."

I laughed humorlessly. 

"What did I hurt? Your ego? How does it feel to be punched by a girl," I taunted. " And boy, would I like to see you try showing me 'no mercy'," I retorted dryly, flipping my hair before walking away. Who cares about Percy's snack anyway? He can get his own. 

A few minutes later, I walked through the loop that I originally came from but somehow ending up in a stupid alleyway. How did I even get here? I literally just walked from the same route I came from!

"You've got some guts in there to talk back to me, Princess," that same annoying moron said huskily. Gods, did he seriously just stalk me? Stalker! Doesn't he have anyone else to bother?

"Now that we're alone...Princess," the stalker walked closer to me, a creepy grin spreading across his face.

"And?" I implied in a bored tone.

"Oh! So she talks!" He mockingly joked, stepping closer with every word, our bodies only inches apart.

"I've talked before, you idiotic moron," I snapped.

The stalker chuckled menacingly, flashing an eerie smile before he swooped down, his lips puckered, almost touching mine before I slapped him harshly across the cheek. He stumbled back, surprised. Hah. Serves him right. My handprint is even on there.  I sauntered up to him before kicking him in the crotch. Hard. I punched him just for good measure before running right out of there, cursing in Ancient Greek with words that would've gotten my mouth washed with soap. If he wasn't a creep, I would've given him a harder beating! Not stopping my sprint, I zipped through the neighborhood and into the magical boundaries of the camp, heading towards the Poseidon cabin where the others were.

I knocked open the door, ready to yell at Percy for putting me in this stupid situation. He turned excited, and a confused expression spread across his face when he looked at my empty hands. 

"Where are my snacks?"