𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲, [ PJO ]

𝟶𝟹: 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝,

"𝙼𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎,
𝙷𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝𝚜,
𝙼𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎,
𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎,"

───» My Heart Is Buried in Venice, Ricky Montgomery «───

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THROUGHOUT CAMP HALF-BLOOD, Finn, Annabeth, and Percy became known as a trio. (Not including Grover, Tyson, and more). When one of them was around, you knew the other two were. They have this connection, as if they were intertwined by the fates. 

The Aphrodite cabin may have thought they were poly if they didn't see Finn's connection being elsewhere, though, some of them were still placing their bets.

It was amazing how quickly Finn blended in with the two of them.

A few days after he entered camp, which was a few months ago, he was claimed. It wasn't anything spectacular, but he did feel a little joy knowing his dad recognized him as his own flesh and blood. He still held a strong vendetta, though.

It had been at the campfire, while the Apollo cabin was singing whatever song that appealed, his dear ol' dad had decided that would be the best time to strike; and strike he did. Finn had been bathed in a yellow glow, and gifted a wreathe like head wrap, along with a over the shoulder messenger bag. It didn't take long for the shock to be replaced with happy smiles as Chiron announced he was a Son of Hermes.

The Hermes cabin accepted him with open arms, some of the other cabins not so much. They watched him as if he was a ticking bomb.

Even though they still do, that didn't matter to him. He had friends that accepted him and didn't treat him differently, that's all he could ever ask for.

The night of his claiming he Iris Messaged his mothers, and they were more than ecstatic to see him. A few ugly tears later, his mother confirmed that she had wanted her own child, and Hermes had offered to be her donor. He had explained who and what he was, and how the world would treat his son; but he had also said he would do anything he could to help. That did give Finn quite a few bitter thoughts.

Currently, Finn, Percy, and Annabeth are sitting at the dock.

While Annabeth and Percy are talking in hushed voices, Finn is slumped under Percy's arm, attempted to stay awake. Percy, being his best friend, had gotten used to his exhausted demeaner. It was just a part of Finn, he was tired and had strange dreams, but he supposed that came with being a Demi-God.

In the back of Finn's mind, he could hear a hushed voice. One he recognized as his Principe, Leo Valdez.

The idea of being able to be in the other boys presence nearly coaxed him to sleep, but he had to spend time with his best friends. As much as he lo-, adored the Latino boy, he loves his friends a little more.

Percy's hand shook his shoulder slightly, he raised his head in response.

"Mhm?" Finn hummed.

"You tired?"