Theo Miller was a normal kid, or so he thought...
The Lightning Thief: ✅
The Sea of Monsters: ✅
The Titan's Curse: ✅
The Battle of the Labyrinth: ✅
The Last Olympian: ✅
Beckendorf: Speaking of the quest. I figured these would help.
He gave me the box. I opened it and smiled once I saw what was inside.
Theo: You finished it?
Beckendorf: (smiles) Hell yeah. Just the way you wanted them.
He turned to Kayla and nudged her.
Kayla: Right, uh...Here. Lee Fletcher wanted me to give you this.
She handed me a silver bow, and a brown hip quiver full of arrows.
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Theo: Wow. This is great.
Kayla: (smirks) Well, we couldn't not help our cousin out a bit.
Theo: (chuckles) Thanks, guys.
Beckendorf: Don't mention it. Good luck on your quest.
Kayla: See you around, cuz!
They turned around and left, and I smiled as I closed the door. Suddenly, the bow turned into a bracelet on my left wrist and the quiver turned into a fanny pack.
Oh, yeah. That'll do nicely.
Percy's POV
It didn't take me long to pack. I decided to leave the Minotaur horn in my cabin, which left me only an extra change of clothes and a toothbrush to stuff in a backpack Grover had found for me. After that, I got $100 and 20 golden drachmas from the camp store, as well as a canteen of nectar and a Ziplock bag full of ambrosia squares for emergencies.
Annabeth was bringing her Yankees cap, which she told me had been a 12th birthday present from her mom. She carried a book on famous classical architecture, written in Ancient Greek, to read when she got bored, and a long bronze knife, hidden in her shirt sleeve. I was sure the knife would get us busted the first time we went through a metal detector.
Grover wore his fake feet and his pants to pass as human. He wore a green rasta-style cap, because when it rained his curly hair flattened and you could just see the tips of his horns. His bright orange backpack was full of scrap metal and apples to snack on. In his pocket was a set of reed pipes his daddy goat had carved for him, even though he only knew two songs: Mozart's Piano Concerto No. 12 and Hilary Duff's So Yesterday, both of which sounded pretty bad on reed pipes.
