Wildflowers, Percy Jackson ₁

006, her fearful ass

CHAPTER SIX

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"THERMOS!" Percy screamed as they hurtled toward the water.

"WHAT?" Annabeth shouted, and Sylvie could commune in her bafflement, because she was absolutely certain that Percy was out of his mind. Both girls were holding on to the boat straps for dear life, their hair flying straight up like torches.

But Tyson understood. He managed to open Percy's duffel bag and take out Hermes's magical thermos without losing his grip on it or the boat.

Arrows and javelins whistled past them.

Percy grabbed the thermos, and Sylvie prayed silently because this guy was absolutely crazy. He was going to get them killed. "HANG ON!"

"I AM HANGING ON!" Annabeth yelled.

Percy screamed, "TIGHTER!"

"I AM HANGING ON TIGHTER!" Sylvie bellowed.

"THEN JUST TRUST ME!"

"NO!" she yelled.

But Sylvie didn't really have much of a choice. Percy was already hooking his feet under the boat's inflatable bench. Tyson grabbed Sylvie, Percy, and Annabeth by the backs of their shirts, and Percy gave the thermos cap a quarter turn.

Instantly, a white sheet of wind jetted out of the thermos and propelled them sideways, turning their downward plummet into a forty-five-degree crash landing.

The wind seemed to laugh as it shot from the thermos, like it was glad to be free. As they hit the ocean, they bumped once, twice, skipping like a stone. Sylvie was certain she was either going to throw up or fall out. Then, before either thing could happen, they were whizzing along like a speed boat, salt spraying in their faces and nothing but sea ahead.

Sylvie heard a wail of outrage from the ship behind them, but they were already out of weapon range. The Princess Andromeda faded to the size of a white toy boat in the distance, and then it was gone.

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As they raced over the sea, Percy and Annabeth tried to send an Iris-message to Chiron. Sylvie knew she wasn't included in their bond with the centaur, so she sat closer to where Tyson was. Luckily, the big guy was happy to have "Boots" next to him. Sylvie had a feeling she wasn't escaping that name anytime soon.

Anyways, Percy and Annabeth felt it important to let somebody know what Luke was doing, and they didn't know who else to trust. Sylvie suggested Eurydice since she was actually at camp, but that idea didn't turn out too popular.

In the end, it didn't matter that they chose Chiron instead for the Iris-message. They told him everything, of course, but Sylvie wasn't sure how much he heard. The entire call there was loud shouting behind Chiron, and he could never get a full sentence out. Sylvie thought he said something about cursing his relatives as a plate flew over his head, which reminded her a lot of time spent with her own siblings. In the end, the only coherent words Sylvie heard were:

Annabeth, you shouldn't have let Percy leave camp! But if you do get the Fleece—Miami—I'll try to keep watch—

So, yeah. The amazing, fired centaur was great help for the questers. Sylvie was really thankful they chose him!