Maisie Kline didn't want to be a half-blood...but she is.
So you might as well read her story.
percy jackson x femoc 🩵
tlt: ✅
tsom: ✅
ttc: ✅
tbol:in progress
tlo:...
-cover art from @samdoesart on instagram
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Maisie Kline was tired.
Not that this was any sort of new revelation, but it was still particularly concerning to the boy supporting Maisie's head upon his shoulder.
Although the girl had a reputation for falling asleep at inappropriate times-specifically class, though she would argue that that was a perfectly appropriate time for a nap-her energy the past few days seemed to have dipped to new lows. Percy frowned at the blonde lump curled at his side.
"Maybe she's anemic." Grover said, popping his head above the seat in-front of the pair.
Percy was more so leaning towards her state being the result of insomnia, now Grover had to put the idea into his head that she might actually be sick?
Before Percy could respond, heaps of food were chucked towards Grover from further up the bus aisle.
"I'm gonna kill her." Percy grumbled.
"Who are we killing?" Maisie mumbled, lifting her head lightly from his shoulder and stretching her arms. "Whoever it is, I'm in. Unless it's Grover, I kinda like him," she said, rubbing the sleep from her brown eyes.
Percy smiled at the girl despite his anger spiking.
"S'okay" Grover shrugged. "I like peanut butter" He attempted to catch the next piece of sandwich in his mouth.
Maisie grimaced, kneeling on her seat so she could reach over to the seat in-front of her. She began flicking the pieces of peanut butter and ketchup sandwich out of her friend's hair.
A large piece of crust came hurtling towards her, making Maisie duck behind the seat to avoid impact.
"That's it." Percy decided, after hearing the obnoxious snickers of students a few seats forward.
"Let me get one good hit in on her and I'll help you hide the body." Maisie said.
"Deal."
"No!" Grover said, pushing his friends back into their seats. "You two are already on probation."
"Which is bullshit!" Maisie added, raising her index finger.
"Ok..." Grover agreed slowly. "But you know who'll take the fall if something happens."
"Nancy, when I make her fall flat on her face?" Maisie guessed with a shrug.
"No." Grover deadpanned.
It was true. Percy and Maisie had been put on probation, curtesy of Percy, as Maisie would say. Quite a few times the two would be punished for playing hero, attempting to stop bullies like Nancy Bobofit from picking on kids like Grover, but the act that got them put on probation was so utterly stupid, it made Maisie both scream and laugh at him. Making her sound almost manic in the process.
