Percy Jackson and the Time Travellers

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But for now...

uNICOrn OUT!

Previously...:

When she started crying, I was so confused. I thought she was ok, and I was deciding whether to make fun of her, but then settled for asking her how she was, because even though she would make fun of me, I couldn't do it back to her- besides, she'd owe me.

So then I asked her, and she looked up at me, her eyes watering, and then erupted into tears.

I had no clue what to do so I patted her on the shoulder, and then that just made her cry harder, so I just sat there, looking so shocked, when Me2 looked at her, then me, and to Him, and Annabeth2, and hugged her.

It took me a second, then I realised he wanted me to hug her. I must have looked completely bewildered, because he did it again, insisting that I do it, and so I steeled my nerves, and hoped that she wouldn't kill me, and I hugged her.

I hugged Annabeth Chase.

I was so scared that she would kill me, but she didn't, instead, she hugged me back, and then said thanks.

Woah.

I'm never doing that again

Leo P.O.V:

Our older counterparts were going on a date, and obviously, us OGs wanted to spy on them.

So, we split up into our pairs, and went off to stealthily stalk them.

The pairs were:

Annabeth and Percy
Jason and Piper
Me and Calypso
Travis and Katie
Connor and Miranda
Chris and Clarisse
Will and Nico

And so we got sneakin.

Me and Calypso were a pair, so we tiptoed behind our older selves, hiding whenever they turned around.

I was doing the whole spy thing, dodging enemies, rolling on the ground to avoid getting seen, whilst Calypso just looked at me with a look of distaste.

But hey, everyone loves McShizzle!

Calypso P.O.V:

Oh my gods.

What did that idiot think he was doing! He kept on dodging invisible things, and rolling onto leaves, so the rustle and cracking of dry leaves was heard.

I started at him.

What was my future self thinking, getting with this- this charbroiled runt of a boy!

I trudged along, quietly fuming, when he grabbed my hand, and pulled me back.

He grabbed my hand.

I turned around slowly, and looked at him, mustering all the hatred that I had for him.

Which was a lot.