Crimson Rivers [1] - Percy jackson

Chapter 21: The Fleece Works Its Magic Too Well

That afternoon was one of the happiest I’d ever spent at camp, which maybe
goes to show, you never know when your world is about to be rocked to pieces. Grover announced that he’d be able to spend the rest of the summer with us before resuming his quest for Pan. His bosses at the Council of Cloven Elders were so impressed that he hadn’t got himself killed and had cleared the way for future searchers, that they granted him a two-month furlough and a new set of reed pipes. The only bad news: Grover insisted on playing those pipes all afternoon long, and his musical skills hadn’t improved much. He played
‘YMCA’, and the strawberry plants started going crazy, wrapping around our feet like they were trying to strangle us. I guess I couldn’t blame them.

Grover told us he could dissolve the empathy link between the 3 of us,  now that they were face to face, but Percy told him he’d just as soon keep it if that was okay with him. He put down his reed pipes and stared at him. ‘But, if I get in trouble again, you’ll be in danger! You could die!’

‘If you get in trouble again, I want to know about it. And I’ll come help you
again, G-man. I wouldn’t have it any other way.’

'Syrus-'

'No way man were keeping it'

In the end he agreed not to break the link. He went back to playing ‘YMCA’
for the strawberry plants. I didn’t need an empathy link with the plants to know how they felt about it. Later on during archery class, Chiron pulled me aside and told me and Percy he’d fixed our problems with Meriwether Prep. The school no longer blamed us for destroying their gymnasium. The police were no longer looking for us.

‘How did you manage that?’ I asked.

Chiron’s eyes twinkled. ‘I merely suggested that the mortals had seen
something different on that day – a furnace explosion that was not your fault.'

‘You just said that and they bought it?’

‘I manipulated the Mist. Some day, when you’re ready, I’ll show you how it’s
done.’

‘You mean, we can go back to Meriwether next year?’ Percy asked

Chiron raised his eyebrows. ‘Oh, no, they’ve still expelled you. Your headmaster, Mr Bonsai, said you had – how did he put it? – un-groovy karma
that disrupted the school’s educational aura. But you’re not in any legal trouble, which was a relief to your mother. Oh, and speaking of your mother…’

He unclipped his cell phone from his quiver and handed it to me. ‘It’s high
time you called her.’

The worst part was the beginning – the ‘Percy-Jackson-Syrus-Prince-what-were-you-thinking-do-you-have-any-idea-how-worried-I-was-sneaking-off-to-camp-without-permission-going-on-dangerous-quests-and-scaring-me-half-to-death’ part.
But finally she paused to catch her breath. ‘Oh, I’m just glad you’re safe!’

That’s the great thing about Percys mom. She’s no good at staying angry. She
tries, but it just isn’t in her nature. ‘I’m sorry, Mom,’ He told her. ‘I won’t scare you again.'

'Sorry Sally, i promise too'

‘Don’t promise me that, either of you. You know very well it will only get worse.’

She tried to sound casual about it, but I could tell she was pretty shaken up. I wanted to say something to make her feel better, but I knew she was right.
Being a half-blood, we would always be doing things that scared her. And, as we got older, the dangers would just get greater. ‘we could come home for a while,’ I offered.

‘No, no. Stay at camp. Train. Do what you need to do. But you will come
home for the next school year both of you?’

‘Yeah, of course. Uh, if there’s any school that will take us.’ i mumble