Percy Jackson and the Child of Victory (Annabeth Chase x Reader)

The Fleece Works It's Magic Too Well

Y/N's POV:

That afternoon was one of the happiest I'd ever spent at camp, which maybe goes to show, you never know when your world is about to be rocked to pieces. Grover announced that he'd be able to spend the rest of the summer with us before resuming his quest for Pan. His bosses at the Council of Cloven Elders were so impressed that he hadn't gotten himself killed and had cleared the way for future searchers, that they granted him a two-month fur-lough and a new set of reed pipes. 

The only bad news: Grover insisted on playing those pipes all afternoon long, and his musical skills hadn't improved much. He played "YMCA," and the strawberry plants started going crazy, wrapping around our feet like they were trying to strangle us. I guess I couldn't blame them.

Grover told us he could dissolve the empathy link between him and Percy, now that we were face to face, but Percy told him he'd just as soon keep it if that was okay with him. He put down his reed pipes and stared at me. "But, if I get in trouble again, you'll be in danger, Percy! You could die!"

"If you get in trouble again, I want to know about it. And I'll come help you again, G-man. I wouldn't have it any other way." In the end he agreed not to break the link. He went back to playing "YMCA" for the strawberry plants. I didn't need an empathy link with the plants to know how they felt about it.

Later on during archery class, Chiron pulled Percy aside and told him he'd fixed his problems with Meriwether Prep. The school no longer blamed him for destroying their gymnasium. The police were no longer looking for .

"How did you manage that?" he asked. Chiron's eyes twinkled. "I merely suggested that the mortals had seen something different on that day—a furnace explosion that was not your fault." "You just said that and they bought it?"

"I manipulated the Mist. Some day, when you're ready, I'll show how it's done." "You mean, I can go back to Meriwether next year?" Chiron raised his eyebrows. "Oh, no, they've still expelled you. Your headmaster, Mr. Bonsai, said you had—how did he put it?—un-groovy karma that disrupted the school's educational aura. But you're not in any legal trouble, which was a relief to your mother. Oh, and speaking of your mother ..."

He unclipped his cell phone from his quiver and handed it to him. "It's high time you called her." He turned to me, "Y/N, I think we have somethings to talk about" we walked in silence for a few minutes, he finally spoke "...I didn't want this to happen....with Donny" I flinched, I try so hard to not think about him, It just brought me pain.

"But....You cant defy a prophecy....You are made for something that you cant comprehend yet Y/N, And I cant tell you want it is till it is time...." "...and when is that?"  he didn't respond. "I....I hope you can forgive me." I look up at him, I've never seen him so sad. I cant stay mad. I hug him and he hugs back.

As for Tyson, the campers treated him like a hero. I would've been happy to have him as Percy's cabin mate forever, but that evening, as we were sitting on a sand dune overlooking the Long Island Sound, he made an announcement that completely took me by surprise.

"Dream came from Daddy last night," he said. "He wants me to visit." I wondered if he was kidding, but Tyson really didn't know how to kid. "Poseidon sent you a dream message?" Percy asked

Tyson nodded. "Wants me to go underwater for the rest of the summer. Learn to work at Cyclopes' forges. He called it an inter—an intern—"

"An internship?" "Yes." I look at Percy , waiting for his response "When would you leave?" he asked. "Now." "Now. Like ... now now?" "Now."

I stared out at the waves in the Long Island Sound. The water was glistening red in the sunset. "I'm happy for you, big guy," Percy managed. "Seriously." "Hard to leave my new brother," he said with a tremble in his voice. "And new best friend" He said, looking at me. Now I wanna cry. "But I want to make things. Weapons for the camp. You will need them."