༄ 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓, grover underwood

𝐗𝐈. 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄, 𝐈'𝐌 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄.

Apparently, I was different amongst my fellow demigods or something, so I was privileged with my own cabin. I wasn't sure how I was different, but, again, my dad taught me close to nothing.

I had moved all my belongings to my cabin. The rocks, extra clothes, even the toiletry bag Luke stole for me the first day I came here.

As I had settled in, I just decided to take a nap. Clarisse took basically all my energy. I'll attempt to apologize to Grover when I wake up. For whatever I did.

𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃

I'm mad. I'm so mad. I don't like how much Kaylee's hanging out with Luke. I was the one who brought her here. I was the one who held her when she was upset. I was the one who listen to her rant about random books that I didn't even know existed. I did that. Luke didn't.

I decide to go visit the Council of Cloven Elders to see if I can have another chance to get my Searchers license. I brought Kaylee safe, so I should be able to get it, right? Probably not.

Kaylee escaped my hold and killed a Minotaur. They'll never give me it. They just know everything. Even if I never told them, they'd find out somehow.

I reach the forest where the Council is, and approach them.

"Grover Underwood."

One says. I bow my head.

"Hello,"

I say politely, lifting my head and looking at all the members.

"I just came to see if-"

I say, interrupted by a hand on my head. I bow it, a bit confused, but not wanting to impolite. They determine my future as a Satyr.

"You've been picking at them again."

They mumble, running a thumb along my horn, which is missing a small chunk out of the top of it. I pick at them when I get nervous.

"..Yeah."

I admit quietly. I feel small, like a pillbug. I look back up at them, quiet and waiting for a reply. I get a gentle head pat.

"Your too hard on yourself, Grover,"

They murmur. I look back down, a bit embarrassed, cause it's true. It really is. I always try to be the best, and it burns me out. I know it.

"But, your a good kid. Just stay out of trouble. And, talk to Kaylee. I'm sure she misses you."

They say. I look back up at them, a bit of annoyance and realization on my face.

"No. She has Chris. She has Luke. She has Annabeth and Percy. She's all good without me."

"Grover,"

They start. I sigh, waiting for a lecture. But it doesn't come.

"Please. Just try and talk to her. You don't know that she doesn't miss you. And you missed her getting claimed."

I immediately perked up. I missed that? A core memory?

"What..?"

I ask, my voice faltering a bit.

"Yes, young Satyr. She was claimed yesterday after the annual Capture The Flag ended."

They inform me.

"Who's her parent?"

"Persephone."

That makes loads of sense. I sensed she was either Aphrodites, Apollos, Hades, or Persephones. I didn't know how. I just could tell.