Word of the bathroom incident spread immediately. Wherever they went, campers pointed at Percy and murmured something about toilet water. Or maybe they were just staring at Annabeth and Andi, who were still pretty much dripping wet.
They showed Percy a few more places: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts-and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a goat-man), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava, and clashed together if you didn't get to the top fast enough.
Finally They returned to the canoeing lake, where the trail led back to the cabins. "I've got training to do," Annabeth said flatly. "Dinner's at seven-thirty. Just follow your cabin to the mess hall."
"Annabeth, Andi. I'm sorry about the toilets."
"Whatever." Andi could tell it wasn't whatever. Which was sad because she wanted her best friend and possible crush( She wasn't ready to label it a crush but if Percy kept being so goddamn cute, it would become a full on crush.) to get along.
"It wasn't my fault." Wrong move.
She looked at him skeptically, and Percy seemed to realize it was his fault. He'd made water shoot out of the bathroom fixtures. He clearly didn't understand how. But the toilets had responded to him. He had become one with the plumbing( Tots a nickname idea.)
"You need to talk to the Oracle," Annabeth said.
"Who?"
"Not who. What. The Oracle. I'll ask Chiron."
"Nope! Annabeth no need for the Oracle." Andi butted in. "Remember the Peter situation. He just got here. He's new to this!" And he just lost his mother, but Andi doubted that he would like the reminder.
Percy stared into the lake, so Andi couldn't tell what he was thinking, but she was sure that she sure a thankful smile on his face. Percy clearly wasn't expecting anybody to be looking back at him from the bottom, so he jumped when he noticed two teenage girls sitting cross-legged at the base of the pier, about twenty feet below. They wore blue jeans and shimmering green T-shirts, and their brown hair floated loose around their shoulders as minnows darted in and out. Naiads. They smiled and waved as if he were a long-lost friend. Percy waved back.
"Don't encourage them," Annabeth warned. "Naiads are terrible flirts." Was there something Andi was missing? Cause if yes, she needed to sit down her bestie for some gossip.
"Naiads," Percy repeated, feeling completely overwhelmed. Andi wanted to hug him again. "That's it. I want to go home now."
Annabeth frowned. "Don't you get it, Percy? You are home. This is the only safe place on earth for kids like us." Nope, Annie. You don't tell a kid that just lost his mom that a random place that kidnapped him is the only safe place for him. It was an unspoken role.
"You mean, mentally disturbed kids?" Andi had to hold in her laugh at that. Sorry but most of these kids were not mentally okay.
"I mean not human. Not totally human, anyway. Half-human." STOP CONFUSING HIM, ANNIE!!
"Half-human and half-what?" Good question.
"I think you know." Nope, nope. Andi was not letting Annabeth deal with new campers ever again. Andi was just about to step in when Percy figured it out.
"God," Percy said. "Half-god."
Andi nodded. "Your father isn't dead, Percy. Even though this isn't how I would rather you find out." Cue side eye to Annabeth, who ignores her. "He's one of the Olympians." He could have been a child of a minor god but Andi could tell that wasn't the case.
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