Peter's POV
I notched another arrow and released. Perfect bullseye. I shouldn't be surprised at that, considering I'm the son of Apollo.
My sister (on the godly side of course), Sammy turned to me, "Come on! Dinner's ready, let's go!"
Oh schist! I was too focused on what I was doing. My siblings and I ran to the pavilion and say at our table.
I ate chicken nuggets, Sammy had a giant bowl of mac and cheese, and Michael had pizza. They were sitting closest to me, so we talked about what we want to do for capture the flag tonight.
"We won't have to do too much," Michael reminded us, "We'll have the Athena Cabin on our side, and nobody has ever beaten Annabeth's strategies.
We glanced at the Athena table. They all looked deep in conversation, but we didn't see Annabeth. Looking around, we saw the daughter of Athena talking to Percy.
"Why is she talking to Percy?" Asked Sammy, "Don't Poseidon and Athena hate each other?"
I looked at Sammy, confused. "Don't you know?" Sammy shook her head.
"She's only been here 3 days Peter," Michael reminded me, "And they're basically legends. They've done countless quests together and even been through Tartarus together."
Sammy stared in shock, "Like the Tartarus?" She shouted a little too loud.
We all flinched and quickly glanced around. It seemed as though the whole pavilion had heard, everyone was quiet and watching either Sammy or looking at Poseidon's table. Percy's face went white and he held his face in his hands, while Annabeth gave off a glare to everyone to get back to whatever they were doing.
Everyone slowly looked away, but we still watched. Annabeth had her hand on Percy's back, comforting him. I could see Percy's shoulders shake, as if he were... Crying?
Sammy's cheeks were bright red with shame. "I didn't know."
"No you didn't, so just get back to eating," Michael said.
Sammy just played with her macaroni and cheese, while Michael and I continued to watch.
Percy had stood up and was hugging Annabeth. Then they both sat down at Percy's table.
Michael and I looked at each other, confused. It was never allowed for a camper to sit at another's table. But nobody brought it up.
By now Percy had pushed away his blue drink and blue pizza, unable to bring himself to eat. Annabeth appeared to be talking to him, her head on his shoulder.
After dinner, we got ready for capture the flag. My siblings and I grabbed our bows and arrows and gathered in the woods with the Athena, Hermes, and the Poseidon cabin.
Annabeth and Percy looked unfocused, so Malcolm told the plan, glancing at Annabeth to make sure he told it correctly.
"Michael, you take your cabin to the border. Hide in the trees and make sure no one gets through," Malcolm said, "Alright, let's go!"
"Apollo's cabin!" Michael yelled as me and my siblings gathered around him.
Sammy looked at Michael and ran toward Percy and Annabeth. I looked at Michael in a What is she doing? kind of way.
"I'm really sorry about early," Sammy said.
Percy smiled. "It's alright. You didn't know."
Sammy ran back to us and looked relieved.
"... Ok," Michael said, a bit unsure. "For Apollo!" He then shouted.
My siblings and I shouted in response, then went to trees where we did an awesome job at defending the border.
Ta-da! Another chapter done, I think this is chapter 20 or 21. I don't know, but it's a lot!
QUESTION: Should I continue this series?
Please answer because I don't know if people are actually reading and enjoying it.
Thanks!
~Cinder
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Mortals Meet Percabeth
أدب الهواةA bunch of one-shots of Percy and Annabeth through the eyes of mortals and a few demigods. I try my best to not make a super cliché one shot, so most of them aren't in High School. I do not own Percy Jackson, as I am not Rick Riordan.
