Percy Jackson x reader: I can't believe it

Your dream

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You were standing in a workshop. There was a knock on the door. You opened up the door and a mailman with strange shoes handed you a package.

He grinned. "April fools." He said strangely before disappearing. This confused you. Wasn't it June? You opened up the package and inside was an ocean. You could taste the salt in the air, which then began to choke you.

The water in the package began to rise. Soon enough it was overflowing and rising up to your chest. You rushed to the doors but they wouldn't budge. The water rose. Faster and faster until it was over your head.

This is it. I'm dead. You thought.

Just when you had accepted your death, there was a banging. A man burst through the doors with a hammer in his hand. He picked you up.

"I got you." He whispered in your ear.
You woke with a start.

"Poseidon isn't my dad!" you yelled. You heard a groan and saw Percy walk over to your bed.

"Y/n, don't disrespect the Gods. Especially not your own father." He told you.

"But he isn't my father! My dream.." You started before Percy interrupted you.

"It doesn't matter. You saw the sign." You let out a frustrated breath.

"A mailman, saltwater, hammers," that's all I can remember. Percy sighed.

"Whatever." He said and went back to bed. But all you could think about was your dream, and what it meant.