[P.J X M/Oc] (Percy Jackson x male oc)
Sammy Stripe, a minor god kid who's been in Cabin Eleven for as long as he could remember. He gets an opportunity to meet and heal the mighty kid who killed the Minotaur.
When he is relieved of his duties as th...
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|Honey and Godly Cheeseburgers|
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Sammy didn't feel bad for the mortal. Sammy had forcefully turned it down and pricked the mortal with a paralysis needle.
The paralysis on the needle wasn't strong as the one in his darts, but it was strong enough to make a limb go numb and unusable.
The driver was a jerk. And the money he had spent customizing the Lincoln showed he was compensating for something.
He watched the driver's left arm go slack and the horrified look that came across the guys face. After a few words from Annabeth, the driver bolted out of the car wash.
It was funny watching the guy be scared of a couple of kids half his size. When they went back to the stall, they found the Iris-message was gone.
The water had shut off, and Percy was sitting there with a look that was concerning.
"What happened, Percy?" Annabeth asked. "What did Luke say?"
"Not much." Percy said. "Come on, let's find some dinner."
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Finding food wasn't hard. It was paying for it that was the hard part. They were now sitting at a booth in a gleaming chrome diner.
Customers were digging into their burgers, malts, and sodas. The family diner was packed with people, and they stuck out like a sore thumb.
When the waitress came over. She looked them over and raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Well?"
"We, um, want to order dinner." Percy said.
"You kids have money to pay for it?" She asked.
They didn't. Sammy had drachmas, but mortals wouldn't take it. They would assume it's fool's gold or something with no value.
Grover's lower lip quivered. In any moment, he would start eating the linoleum.
Annabeth's eyelids were barely opening. Sammy realized she didn't have any electrolytes and was likely dehydrated. She was ready to pass out from hunger.
Sammy had honey packets in his satchel. But those only contained enough for a tablespoon each. And he used them for a boost, not for emergency food.
They were silent. Trying to figure out how to get food when they heard a rumble. At first, Sammy thought it was his stomach, but then realized it wasn't.
