"Send me! Send an army! Send a thousand ships! I don't care, just bring her home. I hate being without her."
[ PERCY JACKSON x FEMALE OC ]
[ PERCY JACKSON SERIES ]
cover by @humaneity !
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0008. | STRANGELY, FAMILY DYNAMICS ARE NOT SO EASY
Ares was waiting for them in the parking lot for the diner. He was leaned against his motorbike with his arms folded and a smirk plastered on his lips that made his smug expression all the more humiliating for them. Octavia could barely bring herself to show her face. She had never been more embarrassed in her life!
She hated herself for being so cocky and volunteering for Ares, she should have known something would go wrong, and the worst part of it was that she had asked for it. She had told Percy to call on the water to save them, knowing that she might have got wet, and now she was humiliated on live TV to Olympus, most probably seen by her father and Zeus, and she was recovering from hypothermia. Her day could not have gotten any worse. So much for being a hero, she felt more like a beached whale...
Ares' smirk turned to a grin when he saw them approach. "Well, well," he cooed. "You didn't get yourselves killed. Eh," he looked at Octavia. "Almost. How's the hypothermia, hotshot?"
If Octavia had been less concerned with her own embarrassment, she might have noticed a little bit of concern in Ares' voice, or even the quick once over he gave her, his eyes scanning her wellbeing. She didn't notice it, too focused on her own humiliation.
Percy, however, didn't take disappointment from his humiliation like she did, he, instead, became seething. He had been roaring with anger the entire way back to the diner, and kept asking if she was okay every five minutes. She had to admit, it was getting a little annoying. Every time she huffed her grumpy 'I'm fine!' he became even more furious towards the war god.
"You knew it was a trap." Percy glowered at the god.
Octavia should have told him to shut his mouth, but honestly, she was glad Percy had the gall to stand up for them. At least someone stood up for their mistreatment, and if Ares got mad, he could only get mad at Percy for being the one who said it. It was like having her cake and eating it too.
Ares gave him a wicked grin. "Bet that crippled blacksmith was surprised when he netted a couple of stupid kids. You looked good on TV."
Octavia's whole face turned an ugly shade of red in her shame and she tugged Annabeth's stolen water park hoodie down to cover her hands that had turned to fists. Annabeth had gifted her the sweatshirt after her whole almost-freezing-to-death debacle. At least her lips weren't blue anymore.
Percy shoved the shield they had successfully retrieved at Ares. It smacked into his chest with the same ferocity as a peanut hitting a rhino. "You're a jerk." Percy sneered.
Octavia's breath caught in her throat. Percy had a death wish. She held her breath, waiting for Ares to follow through with his threat to turn him into a prairie dog. After an insult like that, Percy kind of deserved it.
