Jason POV
Percy glared resentfully at the calender. For what reasons, I had no idea. Sally and Paul were out on a little date on their own, leaving the US, two teenagers in the apartment. The day was nice, a good weather and I was stuck inside the house because the daughter of Poseidon had no wish to go out.
Five minutes past in silence.
Being ADHD like all demigods do, I was bored out of my mind. I could join Percy in staring at the calender but it was to no significance to me— I couldn't even make heads or tails out of the words.
Another five minutes passed.
"Okay, mind telling me what has the calender done to annoy you?" I broke the silence with a sarcastic tone tainted question.
Percy's sea-green eyes darkened to a murky green. "Today..." she mumbled. "is the day I usually go to Camp."
That got I interested. Percy had never told me anything about her camp before—which made me wonder how different Camp Half-Blood is from Camp Jupiter. "Why didn't you pack up and go then?"
Her face soured. "With you?"
"What's wrong with me?" I felt offended. Sure, I was arrogant at times—I was willing to admit—and just because I didn't really get along with Percy didn't mean I couldn't with the others.
"How am I going to explain your existence?" Percy asked, sighing mournfully.
Her glum and unhappy face made me feel guilty. I knew how much she enjoyed time at Camp, unlike me who had lived his whole life at the Roman Camp and so, didn't have much longing to go back there. I'd rather be out in the mortal world—there are so many things of interest to me.
"I'm a son of Jupiter." I said, not getting her point. "What's so hard telling them?"
Percy frowned. "You said you're from a Roman camp. If there's another camp where demigods can go to survive, why hadn't we heard of it?"
"Maybe you guys hadn't heard from one another for so long that you just forgot?"
"No." Percy decided firmly. "You're a son of Zeus in Greek terms, Chiron would've told me if there's another child of the one of the Big Three. The child of prophecy wouldn't be necessarily me then."
"Child of prophecy..." I mused. "You never did tell me about the prophecy you've been through."
"It involves dangerous quests, monsters, Titans, betrayal, pain and..." Percy looked away. "...death." It was uttered in such a soft voice that I nearly missed it. I decided not to ask anymore concerning the war.
I shuffled my feet. In the battle at Mount Orthys that I'd led, I saw death as well, in the face of my comrades. "Life goes on. We'll see them one day anyway."
Percy smiled slightly. "With our luck, it'll be rather quick."
The building shook.
"You jinxed it." I muttered.
Hand in hand, unwillingly, we the two children of the Big Three ran to the balcony to inspect whatever had happened.
"By the way, if we're going to fight... how do we do it with our hands together?" Percy asked.
I opened his mouth to answer, then snap it shut again. "I don't know." I said.
"You're useless," the brunette grumbled
My eyebrow twitched. "If you're so smart then why did you have to ask me?"b
"I never said I was smart!"
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FanfictionAU. Perhaps laughing at a deity minor or not, isn't the smartest thing to do. Percy/Jason
