Never After Ever

A Lot of Door Banging

Percy POV <time warp to the end of chapter 4>

The door banged open and slammed shut as the figured stepped inside.

“Oh shit,” yeah, Percy’s eyes just adjusted.

           “No. No. No. Duuuude!” a very familiar gruff voice said.

           “Okay. Well I did say I wouldn’t interrupt.” Frank mumbled staring at the figure in the doorway. The figure in front of the door had no pants showcasing his furry bottom and odd not-at-all human legs, with a green world nature conservation t-shirt. He sported a short beard with his signature rasta cap.

 “You CAN NOT propose to her in your cabin. How unromantic!”

Grover complained staring up at the ceiling, not even seeing what was happening before his eyes.

“Uhh. Dude. I’m not sure how to tell you this…umm… It’s not what you thin—“ Percy struggled to articulate the fact that he wasn’t actually asking Frank Zhang to be his lawfully soon-to-be-wedded husband.

“OH MY GODS. DUDE. BUT YOU AND ANNABETH ARE A THING. AND FRANK, YOU AND HAZEL ARE A THING.” Grover yelled finally noticing the fact that Percy down on one knee in front of Frank.

“Uhhh. Grover…” Percy tried.

“DUUUDES. YOU MIGHT WANT TO TELL EVERYONE WHICH WAY YOU GUYS SWING AND THAT YOU DON’T LOVE YOUR GIRLFRIENDS ANYMORE BEFORE YOU PROPOSE.” Grover walked in bellowing and attempting to point his finger at both of them at the same time.

“Grover!” Percy and Frank shouted together.

He was a couple of feet away from the two, “I MEAN WHAT IS THIS. SINCE WHEN HAS THIS THING BEEN GOING O—”

“GROVER! LISTEN!” Frank bellowed. Silence rang throughout the cabin. All you could hear was the faint sound of water lapping against the coral in the fountain. When a praetor like Frank shouted, you listened. Even if the praetor was on a vacation for the whole summer. And he wasn’t even in charge at the place he was currently at.

“Oh. Okay,” Grover recoiled back with a shocked look on his face.

“Dude. Percy was just practicing on me because he wanted it to be perfect for Annabeth.”

Grover’s shocked face rapidly changed from that of extreme confusion to mild confusion to realization and finally to a look of being pleased. “Oh. Well… I mean… that makes sense… But… Umm. You… You’ll have to excuse my actions from the past minute or so. Sorry,” Grover stuttered.

“Yeah, man. It’s all good,” Frank said coolly.

“I would have done the same thing,” Percy laughed, “So what have you been up to lately? I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Oh, not much, I’ve just come back from a national park conservation meeting. I convinced them to put more money into making sure the boundaries are clear so people don’t come knocking down trees in the protected areas.”

“Wow, man. That seems cool. You would never think that a satyr would be telling the United States government where to put their money," Frank remarked with a chuckle.

Grover laughed, “Yeah, no one is messing with me and my furry bottom when I’m on a mission.”

A girly voice that sounded like a wind-chime clinking in a soft breeze rang outside of the cabin,“Ohh Gro-vieeee! Why can I hear your yelling all the way from Zeus’ fist?” The sound of her girl’s soft steps slowly got louder. Juniper was opening up the door to the Poseidon cabin while saying, “I was just trying to have a nice chat with one of the campers from Demeter and your… erm… Loud voice was just so… hmm… I don’t know…irritating.” She had turned her back before she could look around the cabin and her hand was on the doorknob.