On The Seas of Destiny

Food

A/N. Reviews!

"This is quite fun to read, I'll say." -Le Connoisseur

Glad you're enjoying it man! I'm having fun writing this one.

":O I never thought I'd love this story more, but then nico joined and my joy has gone threw the roof lol" -allisonj1008

Lmao. Yeah, Nico's here. I don't know if he's really gonna do anything outside of sea battles, but he's there.

"also, this chapter was so cute- I mean like, when you think about, Zoe really trusts Percy to be able to sleep around him, even if she was drunk- lol" -allisonj1008

I mean, she did sleep in the same room as him back at CHB, so it's definitely not the first time.

Onto the chapter!

Chapter Eleven

     Olympus was a small dot behind them, and it was only getting smaller. The sun was only halfway to noon when it disappeared entirely. The boat rocked as waves battered the bow of the ship.

     The ship ran a lot smoother with a crew on deck. Not that Percy did a terrible job, because he didn't. He did more than was previously thought possible. But with more people to take on responsibilities, the change was noticeable.

     Zoë didn't have a job, so she just helped out wherever she could. Sometimes she would scrub the deck, other times she would Nico with the cannons. But most of the time, she would sit in the crow's nest with a spyglass, just watching the endless sea that surrounded them. She saw a whale once. When she wasn't doing that, she was practicing with her knife. She had gotten quite good with it.

     Percy spent most of his time on the poop deck, behind the wheel. He would make course corrections based on where Grover said they were, but most of his job was just standing there. He would stand there with his hat off. His hair and his shirt would move in the wind while the rest of his body was as still as a statue.

     The Captain hadn't told the crew where they were going. He hadn't given Grover a heading, just taken their current position and adjusted accordingly. No one asked him where they were going. They were curious, but no one wanted to gather the courage to ask him.

     After a couple days of sailing, Percy went below deck to find Leo. The Boatswain was tapping each wooden plank, making sure that they were all in good condition.

     "If one breaks, what are you going to do?" Percy asked.

     Leo jumped and turned around before sighing in relief. "Then I'll replace it. Easy as that."

     "Replace it while we're at sea? Wouldn't that let water in?"

     "Not enough to sink us. And we have buckets."

     Percy cracked a grin. "Alright. That's not why I'm here though. I wanted to know, how much food did you pack?"

     Leo scratched his chin. "About... enough for a couple of months?"

     "For how many people?"

     Leo looked at him confused, before his eyes widened. "Shit. One person."

     Percy started to mutter to himself. "So if... divided by... About two weeks." He turned to Leo. "Yeah. We're gonna need more food. I'll get on that."

     Percy turned and walked back down the hallway and knocked on the door with Grover's name carved in it. The door opened to reveal the Argo II's Navigator.