Tempestuous Sea

𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐠! 𝐈 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫! 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐬~

Grover, please don't gloom,

No, we weren't having a moment,

Just be happy my guy.

***

Each morning Rhea took Ancient Greek from Annabeth, and they talked about the gods and goddesses in the present tense, not that Rhea had any problem with that.

Chiron tried to teach her archery.

"Rhea..." Chiron frowned as he took the arrow out of his tail. "That was a horrible aim."

"You call it bad aiming I call it free acupuncture," Rhea said.

Chiron narrowed his eyes and took away the bow and arrow from her hands.

"You think if I pray to your father he will give me a blessing in archery?" Rhea asked a random child of Apollo who was passing by.

"You can try." He shrugged.

"Now you know how to use a bow. Aren't I the best teacher?" preened ROR Apollo, smiling smugly.

Rhea looked at him and deadpanned. "You may have been a good teacher, but the best teachers will always be Uncle Aidoneus and Dad, but you're definitely on the top three" She shot an exaggerated smile at him to which he responded with a faux glare.

"Shouldn't Chiron be on your top 3 list?" questioned Percy.

"Nah! He didn't teach me anything," replied Rhea in a bláse tone, to which RJO Chiron frowned. He knew she didn't trust him, she had said that to his face many times, but hearing that he didn't teach her even a single thing hurt him a little. It made him feel like he failed as a teacher.

Foot racing? Rhea managed that, you don't dodge Poseidonas' trident thrust if you're slow. One of the wood-nymph instructors even told her that if they didn't know any better they would have thought Rhea was one of them and that she got centuries of practice running away from lovesick gods.

And wrestling? She can proudly say that she beat Clarisse every time.

The senior campers and counsellors were watching her, trying to decide who her dad was, but they weren't having an easy time of it.

Rhea had many qualities that can match with other gods, except for Apollo, Hephaestus, and Dionysus.

Some even said she could be Eros's child, and the girl of Aphrodite's cabin said that they would welcome her in their cabin if that was the case.

"Why do you think I'm the daughter of Eros?!" Rhea cringed.

"Have you looked in the mirror?" One of the Aphrodite girls said.

Rhea deadpanned. "No, I brush my teeth in the dark."

And god forbid some even thought she was Athena's kid with how much she likes to read.

A look of disgust did not appear on her face, but the way her face suddenly went blank at the mention was enough to make the campers shut up about it.

"Wow! That's so different from Percy," commented PJO Grover.

"What's different?" enquired ROR Hermes.

"I wasn't good at anything but canoeing in the beginning, before my claiming. Maybe a little sword fighting but that was a bust because I couldn't find a blade that felt even a little balanced," replied Percy. He remembers when he had first arrived at the camp. He didn't have any characteristics of any of the gods, so it was a little difficult to say whose child he was, especially with everyone desperately hoping he wasn't a child of a big three.