How Do You Say Gods- Titan's Curse

7: EVERYBODY HATES ME BUT THE HORSE

I have not only read The Sun and the Stars twice, but also managed to finish my editing for this chapter on time plus not fallen behind in my homework! Look at me adulting!

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"Oh I'm sure that's not true Percy," Alex told him in a completely unhelpful tone of voice as Jason read the new title. "Chiron's likely hacked off at you too for losing the game and fighting with Thalia."

"Thanks Alex," Percy resisted the urge to throw her from her chair on purpose this time. That surely wouldn't help the fact everyone in here probably hated him too for nearly killing them every five minutes.

The least the Oracle could've done was walk back to the attic herself.

"No!" Will looked at him aghast. "The less she uses this midnight stroll ability, the better!"

"I didn't hear you volunteering to take her back up there!" Percy huffed.

Rachel was biting her lip to stop herself laughing at Will too just a bit. She was used to the Apollo cabin being overtly nice to her and always thought it was some connection to their dad, she'd never realized it was because they were just so relieved to have the last one gone.

...I didn't figure that was because we were the most popular.

"And here I was always a little upset I'd never gotten a yearbook before," Percy rolled his eyes, "now look at me, winning a whole competition!"

"I'm sure it's a great honor?" But Jason looked a little queasy too at the idea of this.

...I whacked her mummified face against the trapdoor frame and dust flew.

"Cursed," Alex and Magnus said together.

"I was born cursed," Percy sighed. "I'm sure she can't do any worse to me."

"Let's just hope the curse isn't following you around giving you everyone's prophecies," Rachel mock shivered.

... Who knew a mummy could weigh so much?

"Be grateful she doesn't go around in a sarcophagus," Alex shrugged.

...the spirit of Delphi had gone out of her way to exclude me.

"That is exactly what happened," Alex agreed. "I'm sort of impressed."

"At least somebody is," Percy told her indulgently. If everybody in here did hate him too, they weren't acting like it.

... she'd said nothing, not even a hint, about Annabeth.

'She's alive, she's alive, she's a live...' Percy was starting to drive himself nuts he was repeating that over and over, but there was no other answer out there, apparently not even a magical one!

Grover made the comment he wanted to be out there, and Percy asked looking for Annabeth?

Grover blushed and quickly said that too.

"Wow, I thought he and Annabeth were friends," Will seemed mildly offended. He knew life goals and ambitions were important of course, but he'd have still thought Grover would want to be looking for Annabeth more than Pan.

...I felt kind of selfish, because I'd forgotten about Grover's life ambition.

"It's not that selfish," Thalia promised with a look of fond exasperation that was still quite strained on him, and possibly Grover. "Annabeth's been missing for days, Pan's been missing for thousands of years. We prioritize the warm cases before the cold ones."