When the Moon Got Amnesia

Packing, Relationships, and the First Night of Travel

Artemis PoV

I went to my room after selecting a large camping bag. I pulled out 10 sets of clothes, two extra sets of hunting boots, and some other essentials, like drachma. After packing those into the bag, I packed nectar, ambrosia, and mortal medicine, just in case. Lastly, I packed twenty-five bows, five hundred quivers of arrows, seventy-Five hunting knives, fifty daggers, and fifty swords (just in case Percy's broke, or I actually needed one). How did these all fit? You see, the cabin had an armoury with stuff that shrunk down to the size of a toothpick, and there was a slot for twenty toothpick holders, each able to hold a hundred toothpicks.

Setting my bag by the door, I noticed Percy's notebook still on the table. I picked it up, walking over to Percy's room. "Hey, Percy, you left this on the table." I handed the notebook to him.

"Oh, thanks, Arty. I was wondering where I put that. You finished packing?"

"Yeah, how about you?"

"Just finished. It's pretty late in the morning to leave, you think we should stay another day?"

"Sure. It's not like this place is bad."

Percy smacked his forehead. "Gods of Olympus, I'm stupid!" He ran over to the cupboard, grabbing a drachma before he set up a bunch of different things. Mirrors, prisms, boiling water.

Ah, Percy was trying to create a rainbow for an Iris Message. Basically, it didn't work. Percy cursed when everything fell over, some of it cutting his arm.

"Here, let me take a look at it, Percy." Percy showed me the cut, and I lightly rinsed it off with water, looking for any signs of infection. I grabbed a bottle of nectar, pouring a little bit into a bottle of water. Something I had learnt, diluted nectar worked on mortals. I dabbed Percy's cut, bandaging it after covering it in disinfectant cream.

"Thanks, Arty."

I felt his breath on my forehead. Looking up, I saw how close our faces were. I blushed deeply. Percy tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "No problem, Percy. It would suck if that got infected."

"Yeah, that would suck."

Later, I was reading a book on hunting, when Percy came and sat down next to me.

"Hey, Artemis, can I talk to you for a sec?"

"Sure, Percy. I wanted to talk to you as well."

"Cool, you can go first."

"Oh, um, well, Percy, I think it'd be better if you went first."

"No, I insist, Arty."

I groaned in annoyance, and took a very rash course of action. I kissed him. He kissed back. He pulled away, not looking at me.

"I'm sorry, I-I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because, when you get your memories back, you'll hate me, and if I get my heart broken again, nobody'll be able to fix it."

"Bullshit. I won't hate you. I'll have these memories, and I won't forget why I like you."

"Okay, how about this, we are boyfriend/ girlfriend, but nothing serious until you get your memories back, okay?"

Instead of responding, I kissed him. He kissed back. I fell asleep leaning against Percy and was awoken by him placing me in my bed. He went to go to his room, but I groaned, grabbing his hand. Percy chuckled lightly, crawling in next to me. I curled into him, sleeping peacefully.

The next morning, I was awoken by Percy kissing me on the forehead. My eyes fluttered open, and I smiled, shaking myself out of the morning daze. "Morning, Arty. I made breakfast."

"Mmmhhhhmm." I closed my eyes and rested my head on Percy's chest.

"Not awake yet, huh?"

"Nope." Percy sat down, pulling me into his lap. He picked up a bowl of oatmeal, feeding me breakfast. When we were finished, Percy stacked everything on the tray, putting it on the nightstand.

"Arty, I know the bed's comfy and warm, but you gotta get up."

"Make me."

He tickled me. Showing no mercy, he tickled me until I shoved him off the bed.

"Fine! Fine! I'm up! I'm up!"

"Okay, Arty. But if you're not out in fifteen minutes, you'll be getting a much harder tickling." With that, he walked out. Changing into some hunting/hiking type clothes, I used the bathroom, etc, etc, and walked out to meet Percy.

"Ready to go, Percy?"

"Waiting for you, Arty."

I stuck my tongue out at him, slipping on my bag. Percy held the door for me, closing the door behind him as we entered the Alaskan Wilderness.

Along the way, we ran into a few monsters. Percy didn't let me have any fun though, he just drew a sword he got from the armoury, dispatching whatever it was. Eventually, the moon was shining high in the sky, and Percy said, "Let's make camp here."

"Okay, I'll scout the area, you set the tent."

I saw a particularly large buck, but it started running. Scrambling up a nearby tree, I hopped from branch to branch, trying to keep up with the buck. Suddenly, I heard a voice I hoped to never hear again. "Hey,
beautiful. Out for a hunt, I see." He shot the deer, his mechanical eyes making it easy to see it in the dark. "Now, I've helped you with your hunt. It only seems fair for you to help me with mine........."