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kookie-doughs · 3 years

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Y/N L/N AND THE HALFBLOODS

Percy Jackson X Reader

-Y/N L/N met Percy Jackson and everything was now ruined.

CHAPTER 18: High-Key Want A Three-Headed Dog

We stood in the shadows of Valencia Boulevard, looking up at gold letters etched in black marble: DOA RECORDING STUDIOS.

Underneath, stenciled on the glass doors: NO SOLICITORS. NO LOITERING. NO LIVING.

It was almost midnight, but the lobby was brightly lit and full of people. Behind the security desk sat a tough-looking guard with sunglasses and an earpiece.

I turned to my friends. "Okay. You remember the plan."

"The plan," Grover gulped. "Yeah. I love the plan."

Annabeth said, "What happens if the plan doesn't work?"

"Don't think negative." Percy said.

"Right," she said. "We're entering the Land of the Dead, and I shouldn't think negative."

Percy took the pearls out of his pocket, the three milky spheres the Nereid had given us in Santa Monica. They didn't seem like much of a backup in case something went wrong. I had mine mixed up in there in case mine was rigged, Percy insisted upon it.

Annabeth put her hand on Percy's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Percy. You're right, we'll make it. It'll be fine."

She gave Grover a nudge.

"Oh, right!" he chimed in. "We got this far. We'll find the master bolt and save your mom. No problem."

"Don't worry Percy. We'll do this."

He looked at us, and smiled.

He slipped the pearls back in his pocket. "Let's whup some Underworld butt."

We walked inside the DOA lobby.

Muzak played softly on hidden speakers. The carpet and walls were steel gray. Pencil cactuses grew in the corners like skeleton hands. The furniture was black leather, and every seat was taken. There were people sitting on couches, people standing up, people staring out the windows or waiting for the elevator. Nobody moved, or talked, or did much of anything. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see them all just fine, but if I focused on any one of them in particular, they started looking... transparent. I could see right through their bodies.

The security guard's desk was a raised podium, so we had to look up at him.

He was tall and elegant, with chocolate-colored skin and bleached-blond hair shaved military style. He wore tortoiseshell shades and a silk Italian suit that matched his hair. A black rose was pinned to his lapel under a silver name tag.

Percy read the name tag, then looked at him in bewilderment. "Your name is Chiron?"

He leaned across the desk. I couldn't see anything in his glasses except my own reflection, but his smile was sweet and cold, like a pythons, right before it eats you.

"What a precious young lad." He had a strange accent—British, maybe, but also as if he had learned English as a second language. "Tell me, mate, do I look like a centaur?"

"N-no."

"Sir," he added smoothly.

"Sir," Percy said.

He pinched the name tag and ran his finger under the letters. "Can you read this, mate? It says C-H-A-R-O-N. Say it with me: CARE-ON."

"Charon."

"Amazing! Now: Mr. Charon."

"Mr. Charon," I said.

"Well done." He sat back. "I hate being confused with that old horse-man. And now, how may I help you little dead ones?"

Percy looked at me for support.

"We want to go the Underworld," I said.

Charon's mouth twitched. "Well, that's refreshing."

"It is?" I asked.

"Straightforward and honest. No screaming. No 'There must be a mistake, Mr. Charon.'" He looked us over. "How did you die, then?"

I nudged Grover.

"Oh," he said. "Um... drowned... in the bathtub."

"All four of you?" Charon asked. We nodded. I could see Annabeth wanted to face palm.

"Big bathtub." Charon looked mildly impressed. "I don't suppose you have coins for passage. Normally, with adults, you see, I could charge your American Express, or add the ferry price to your last cable bill. But with children... alas, you never die prepared. Suppose you'll have to take a seat for a few centuries."

"Oh, but we have coins." Annabeth set three golden drachmas on the counter, part of the stash we'd found in Crusty's office desk.

"Well, now..." Charon moistened his lips. "Real drachmas. Real golden drachmas. I haven't seen these in..."

His fingers hovered greedily over the coins.

We were so close.

Then Charon looked at Percy. That cold stare behind his glasses seemed to bore a hole through his chest. "Here now," he said. "You couldn't read my name correctly. Are you dyslexic, lad?"

"No," Percy said. "I'm dead."

Charon leaned forward and took a sniff. "You're not dead. I should've known. You're a godling."

"We have to get to the Underworld," Annabeth insisted.

Charon made a growling sound deep in his throat.

Immediately, all the people in the waiting room got up and started pacing, agitated, lighting cigarettes, running hands through their hair, or checking their wristwatches.

"Leave while you can," Charon told us. "I'll just take these and forget I saw you."

He started to go for the coins, but I snatched them back.

"No service, no tip." I said staring at him.

Charon growled again—a deep, blood-chilling sound. The spirits of the dead started pounding on the elevator doors.

"It's a shame, too," I sighed. "We had more to offer."

I held up the entire bag from Crusty's stash. I took out a fistful of drachmas and let the coins spill through my fingers.

Charon's growl changed into something more like a lion's purr. "Do you think I can be bought, godling? Eh... just out of curiosity, how much have you got there?"

"A lot," I said. "I bet Hades doesn't pay you well enough for such hard work."

"Oh, you don't know the half of it. How would you like to babysit these spirits all day? Always 'Please don't let me be dead' or 'Please let me across for free.' I haven't had a pay raise in three thousand years. Do you imagine suits like this come cheap?"

"You deserve better," I agreed. "A little appreciation. Respect. Good pay."

With each word, I stacked another gold coin on the counter.

Charon glanced down at his silk Italian jacket, as if imagining himself in something even better. "I must say, lad, you're making some sense now. Just a little."

I stacked another few coins. "I could mention a pay raise while I'm talking to Hades."

He sighed. "The boat's almost full, anyway. I might as well add you three and be off."

He stood, scooped up our money, and said, "Come along."

We pushed through the crowd of waiting spirits, who started grabbing at our clothes like the wind, their voices whispering things I couldn't make out. Charon shoved them out of the way, grumbling, "Freeloaders."

He escorted us into the elevator, which was already crowded with souls of the dead, each one holding a green boarding pass. Charon grabbed two spirits who were trying to get on with us and pushed them back into the lobby.

"Right. Now, no one get any ideas while I'm gone," he announced to the waiting room. "And if anyone moves the dial off my easy-listening station again, I'll make sure you're here for another thousand years. Understand?"

He shut the doors. He put a key card into a slot in the elevator panel and we started to descend.

"What happens to the spirits waiting in the lobby?" Annabeth asked.

"Nothing," Charon said.

"For how long?"

"Forever, or until I'm feeling generous."

"Oh," she said. "That's... fair."

Charon raised an eyebrow. "Whoever said death was fair, young miss? Wait until it's your turn. You'll die soon enough, where you're going."

"We'll get out alive," Percy said.

"Ha."

I could feel we weren't going down anymore, but forward. The air turned misty. Spirits around me started changing shape. Their modern clothes flickered, turning into gray hooded robes. The floor of the elevator began swaying.

Charon's creamy Italian suit had been replaced by a long black robe. His tortoiseshell glasses were gone. Where his eyes should've been were empty sockets—like Ares's eyes, except Charon's were totally dark, full of night and death and despair.

He saw me looking, and said, "Well?"

"Nothing," I said. "I never knew you could look cool dead."

I thought he was grinning, but that wasn't it. The flesh of his face was becoming transparent, letting me see straight through to his skull.

The floor kept swaying.

Grover said, "I think I'm getting seasick."

When I blinked again, the elevator wasn't an elevator anymore. We were standing in a wooden barge. Charon was poling us across a dark, oily river, swirling with bones, dead fish, and other, stranger things—plastic dolls, crushed carnations, soggy diplomas with gilt edges.

"The River Styx," Annabeth murmured. "It's so..."

"Polluted," Charon said. "For thousands of years, you humans have been throwing in everything as you come across—hopes, dreams, wishes that never came true. Irresponsible waste management, if you ask me."

Mist curled off the filthy water. Above us, almost lost in the gloom, was a ceiling of stalactites. Ahead, the far shore glimmered with greenish light, the color of poison.

Panic closed up my throat. What was I doing here? These people around me... they were dead.

Percy grabbed hold of my hand. Annabeth took my other free one. I knew she wanted reassurance that somebody else was alive on this boat.

I could hear Percy muttering a prayer, though I wasn't quite sure who I was praying to. Down here, only one god mattered, and he was the one we had come to confront.

The shoreline of the Underworld came into view. Craggy rocks and black volcanic sand stretched inland about a hundred yards to the base of a high stone wall, which marched off in either direction as far as we could see. A sound came from somewhere nearby in the green gloom, echoing off the stones—the howl of a large animal.

"Old Three-Face is hungry," Charon said. His smile turned skeletal in the greenish light. "Bad luck for you, godlings."

The bottom of our boat slid onto the black sand. The dead began to disembark. A woman holding a little girl's hand. An old man and an old woman hobbling along arm in arm. A boy no older than I was, shuffling silently along in his gray robe.

Charon said, "I'd wish you luck, mate, but there isn't any down here. Mind you, don't forget to mention my pay raise."

He counted our golden coins into his pouch, then took up his pole. He warbled something that sounded like a Barry Manilow song as he ferried the empty barge back across the river.

We followed the spirits up a well-worn path.

I'm not sure what I was expecting—Pearly Gates, or a big black portcullis, or something. But the entrance to the Underworld looked like a cross between airport security and the Jersey Turnpike.

There were three separate entrances under one huge black archway that said YOU ARE NOW ENTERING EREBUS. Each entrance had a pass-through metal detector with security cameras mounted on top. Beyond this were tollbooths manned by black-robed ghouls like Charon.

The howling of the hungry animal was really loud now, but I couldn't see where it was coming from. The three-headed dog, Cerberus, who was supposed to guard Hades's door, was nowhere to be seen.

The dead queued up in the three lines, two marked ATTENDANT ON DUTY, and one marked EZ DEATH. The EZ DEATH line was moving right along. The other two were crawling.

"What do you figure?" Percy asked Annabeth.

"The fast line must go straight to the Asphodel Fields," she said. "No contest. They don't want to risk judgment from the court, because it might go against them."

"There's a court for dead people?"

"Yeah. Three judges. They switch around who sits on the bench. King Minos, Thomas Jefferson, Shakespeare—people like that. Sometimes they look at a life and decide that person needs a special reward—the Fields of Elysium. Sometimes they decide on punishment. But most people, well, they just lived. Nothing special, good or bad. So they go to the Asphodel Fields."

"And do what?"

Grover said, "Imagine standing in a wheat field in Kansas. Forever."

"Harsh," Percy said.

"Not as harsh as that," Grover muttered. "Look."

A couple of black-robbed ghouls had pulled aside one spirit and were frisking him at the security desk. The face of the dead man looked vaguely familiar.

"He's that preacher who made the news, remember?" Grover asked.

"Oh, yeah." Percy said. "We'd seen him on TV a couple of times at the Yancy Academy dorm. He was this annoying televangelist from upstate New York who'd raised millions of dollars for orphanages and then got caught spending the money on stuff for his mansion, like gold-plated toilet seats, and an indoor putt-putt golf course. He'd died in a police chase when his "Lamborghini for the Lord" went off a cliff."

"Humans." I said rolling my eyes, "What're they doing to him?"

"Special punishment from Hades," Grover guessed. "The really bad people get his personal attention as soon as they arrive. The Fur—the Kindly Ones will set up an eternal torture for him."

The thought of the Furies made me shudder. I realized I was in their home territory now. Old Mrs. Dodds and Mrs . Rudolph would be licking her lips with anticipation.

"But if he's a preacher," Percy said, "and he believes in a different hell... ."

Grover shrugged. "Who says he's seeing this place the way we're seeing it? Humans see what they want to see. You're very stubborn—er, persistent, that way."

We got closer to the gates. The howling was so loud now it shook the ground at my feet, about fifty feet in front of us, standing just where the path split into three lanes was an enormous shadowy monster.

My jaw hung open. All I could think to say was, "He's a Rottweiler."

I'd always imagined Cerberus as a big black mastiff. But he was obviously a purebred Rottweiler, except of course that he was twice the size of a woolly mammoth, and had three heads.

"I thought he would've been a mastiff."

"Same..."

The dead walked right up to him—no fear at all. The ATTENDANT ON DUTY lines parted on either side of him. The EZ DEATH spirits walked right between his front paws and under his belly, which they could do without even crouching.

"I'm starting to see him better," Percy muttered. "Why is that?"

"I think ..." Annabeth moistened her lips. "I'm afraid it's because we're getting closer to being dead."

The dog's middle head craned toward us. It sniffed the air and growled.

"It can smell the living," I said.

"But that's okay," Grover said, trembling next to Percy. "Because we have a plan."

"Right," Annabeth said. I'd never heard her voice sound quite so small. "A plan."

We moved toward the monster.

The middle head snarled at us, then barked so loud my eyeballs rattled.

"Can you understand it?" I asked Grover.

"Oh yeah," he said. "I can understand it."

"What's it saying?"

"I don't think humans have a four-letter word that translates, exactly."

Percy took the big stick out of his backpack—a bedpost we'd broken off Crusty's Safari Deluxe floor model. He held it up, and tried to channel happy dog thoughts toward Cerberus—Alpo commercials, cute little puppies, fire hydrants.

"Hey, Big Fella," He called up. "I bet they don't play with you much."

"GROWWWLLLL!"

"Good boy," he said weakly.

Percy waved the stick. The dog's middle head followed the movement. The other two heads trained their eyes on Percy, completely ignoring the spirits. Percy had Cerberus's undivided attention. I wasn't sure that was a good thing.

"Fetch!" I threw the stick into the gloom, a good solid throw. I heard it go ker-sploosh in the River Styx.

Cerberus glared at me, unimpressed. His eyes were baleful and cold.

So much for the plan.

Cerberus was now making a new kind of growl, deeper down in his three throats.

"Um," Grover said. "Percy?"

"Yeah?"

"I just thought you'd want to know."

"Yeah?"

"Cerberus? He's saying we've got ten seconds to pray to the god of our choice. After that... well... he's hungry."

"Wait!" Annabeth said. She started rifling through her pack.

"Five seconds," Grover said. "Do we run now?"

Annabeth produced a red rubber ball the size of a grapefruit. It was labeled WATERLAND, DENVER, CO. Before I could stop her, she raised the ball and marched straight up to Cerberus.

She shouted, "See the ball? You want the ball, Cerberus? Sit!"

Cerberus looked as stunned as we were.

All three of his heads cocked sideways. Six nostrils dilated.

"Sit!" Annabeth called again.

I don't know why but petting this gigantic three headed dog would have made my bucket list complete. I walked up to Annabeth with Percy and Grover panicking behind.

"I want to pet him. Cerberus sit!"

"Sit!" Annabeth yelled.

Cerberus licked his three sets of lips, shifted on his haunches, and sat, immediately crushing a dozen spirits who'd been passing underneath him in the EZ DEATH line. The spirits made muffled hisses as they dissipated, like the air let out of tires.

I said, "Good boy!"

Annabeth threw Cerberus the ball.

He caught it in his middle mouth. It was barely big enough for him to chew, and the other heads started snapping at the middle, trying to get the new toy.

"Drop it.'" I ordered.

Cerberus's heads stopped fighting and looked at me. The ball was wedged between two of his teeth like a tiny piece of gum. He made a loud, scary whimper, then dropped the ball, now slimy and bitten nearly in half, at Annabeth's feet.

"Good boy." She picked up the ball, ignoring the monster spit all over it.

She turned toward the two. "Go now. EZ DEATH line—it's faster."

Percy said, "But—"

"Now.'" She ordered, in the same tone she was using on the dog.

"You should go too. I wouldn't mind."

"How are you sure he'll follow you?" Annabeth laughed.

"I had a dog you know. Real sweetheart. Pretty sure he'll be as cute."

Grover and Percy inched forward warily.

Cerberus started to growl.

"Stay!" Annabeth ordered the monster. "If you want the ball, stay!"

Cerberus whimpered, but he stayed where he was.

"What about you guys?" Percy asked us as we passed her.

Annabeth looked at me and nodded. "Y/N wants to pet him," she muttered. "I think she can handle him."

Grover, Annabeth and Percy walked between the Cerberus's legs.

I was tempted to make Cerberus sit to be honest.

When made it through. I said, "Good dog!"

I held up the tattered red ball. The ball was tattered and this is going to be the last trick.

"Cerberus, could you get closer to me?" I called hesitantly. All three heads leaned down.

Oh gods... Oh gods... I'm going to pet him... I reluctantly touched his head. His head leaned to my touch. "Good boy." I cooed petting each his head. He whimpered on my touch. "Okay boy." I leaned my head against his middle one.

I threw the ball. The good boy's left mouth immediately snatched it up, only to be attacked by the middle head, while the right head moaned in protest.

While the monster was distracted, I walked under its belly and joined us at the metal detector.

"Bucket list solved." Annabeth and I fist bumped.

"How did you do that?" Percy looked at Annabeth and I, amazed.

"Obedience school," Annabeth said breathlessly, "When I was little, at my dad's house, we had a Doberman... ."

"I had D/N you knew that." I was surprised to see there were tears in her eyes. "I promise I'll play again!"

"Never mind that," Grover said, tugging at Percy's shirt. "Come on!"

We were about to bolt through the EZ DEATH line when Cerberus moaned pitifully from all three mouths. Annabeth and I stopped.

We turned to face the cutie which had done a one-eighty to look at us.

Cerberus panted expectantly, the tiny red ball in pieces in a puddle of drool at its feet.

"Good boy," Annabeth said, but her voice sounded melancholy and uncertain.

The monster's heads turned sideways, as if worried.

"I'll bring you another ball soon," Annabeth promised faintly. "Would you like that?"

The monster whimpered. I didn't need to speak dog to know Cerberus was still waiting for the ball.

"Good dog. I'll come visit you soon. I promise we'll come back." I turned to the others. "Let's go."

Grover and Percy pushed through the metal detector, which immediately screamed and set off flashing red lights. "Unauthorized possessions! Magic detected!"

Cerberus started to bark.

We burst through the EZ DEATH gate, which started even more alarms blaring, and raced into the Underworld.

A few minutes later, we were hiding, out of breath, in the rotten trunk of an immense black tree as security ghouls scuttled past, yelling for backup from the Furies.

Grover murmured, "Well, Percy, what have we learned today?"

"That three-headed dogs prefer red rubber balls over sticks?"

"No," Grover told me. "We've learned that your plans really, really bite!"

I wasn't sure about that. I thought maybe Annabeth and I had both had the right idea. Even here in the Underworld, everybody—even monsters—needed a little attention once in a while.

I thought about that as we waited for the ghouls to pass. I pulled Annabeth closer as she wipe a tear from her cheek as we listened to the mournful keening of Cerberus in the distance,.

"We'll come back..."

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The Life Of Luke Castellan

This is a timeline of Luke’s entire life, written because a lot of you have really really bad takes on who he was, what he wanted, and what he actually did. Everything written here is a fact taken directly from the books.

Luke was with a mother who inadequately took care of him from the age of one year old onward. Hermes left May and Luke shortly after May tried to host the oracle and went insane.

May Castellan scared Luke so much that he hid in closets so that she wouldn’t find him.

When he was nine years old, Luke ran away from home.

Luke spent two years of homelessness alone.

Luke taught himself to fight monsters and survive on the streets.

Luke tried to share his godly heritage with mortals but they didn’t understand why being a demigod was bad and Luke eventually moved on.

Luke was in a dragon’s cave when he found Thalia (it had been Thalia’s first night of homelessness).

Thalia held back a lot of information from Luke (her family, the goat, etc…)

Luke is easily manipulated by affection and compliments. He will immediately do whatever someone wants him to if they praise him.

Luke and Thalia are homeless together for three years.

Luke and Thalia meet Halcyon Green when they’re 14 and 12 respectively by running into a trap. They’ve never met an old demigod. Hal kills himself so that they can escape the trap.

That very same night, Luke and Thalia meet Annabeth (who has been homeless for a couple of months and looked after by Athena). Luke is the one who senses another demigod nearby. Luke loves Annabeth immediately and decides that he’s going to be her dad. They make safe houses everywhere with emergency supplies.

A short while later, Thalia is injured and they go to May Castellan’s house for refuge, where Luke meets his father, Hermes, for the first time.

Hermes tells Luke that he should not have come home and that he’s getting too old to be on the run without help. He says that he will arrange a quest for Luke so that Luke can do one great thing before his life turns sour.

Hermes points Luke, Thalia, and Annabeth in the direction of Camp Half-Blood.

They leave May Castellan’s house that same night. Luke is angry and upset. He’s convinced that his dad doesn’t love him.

Sometime after this, they meet Grover, who has been sent to escort ONLY Thalia to Camp Half-Blood. Grover and Thalia didn’t want to leave Annabeth and Luke behind.

Luke challenges every monster they come across.

However, they’re being hunted down by a lot more monsters than usual because Hades is sending monsters after Thalia. Hades is doing this because Zeus killed Maria Di Angelo, a mortal whom Hades loved and had two kids with.

Grover got nervous and got lost, they took a wrong turn and wound up in a Cyclops lair. The cyclops used his voice mimicry to confuse Thalia, Luke, and Grover, and then tied them up. Annabeth untied Thalia and Thalia saved them. But that gave the monsters enough time to catch up to them.

There’s a final confrontation between Luke, Thalia, Annabeth, Grover, and the monsters on Half-Blood Hill just outside of Camp’s boundaries. Thalia stays to hold off the monsters and is slain.

Zeus appears and turns Thalia into a pine tree as she’s dying. To prevent this from happening again, he decides to erect a magical border at the Camp, which will protect the demigods inside.

Luke moves into the Hermes Cabin, which is overcrowded with the unclaimed demigods and the children of minor gods.

When Luke turns 17, he’s given a quest by Hermes to seek a golden apple from the Garden of Hesperides. He’s honored until he realizes that his quest isn’t important and has already been done before. While he fails to get the golden apple and is physically scarred from the ordeal, Luke does manage to take one of Landon’s claws as a trophy.

The campers treated Luke with pity after he failed his quest. Luke’s anger and bitterness grew. Annabeth notes that he was never the same.

Shortly after this, Kronos began to appear in Luke’s dreams and persuaded Luke to join his cause in bringing down the Gods.

During the winter solstice, when Luke is 18 or 19, the year-rounders go on a field trip to Olympus. Luke steals the master bolt and the helm of darkness from the throne room. Luke is caught by Ares because he got overconfident. Kronos was the one who gave Luke the words to say to convince Ares not to kill him and to start a war between the gods.

After being caught by Ares, Kronos punishes Luke with nightmares. He eventually tells Luke that a hero who can be easily tricked will arrive at Camp and they’ll be able to deliver the bolt and helm to Tartarus for Kronos.

When Luke is 19 years old, Percy Jackson, 12-year-old son of Poseidon, comes to Camp Half-Blood. Luke is kind to Percy and takes him under his wing.

During Capture The Flag, Luke summoned a Hellhound to make Chiron think that Hades was after Percy and that the Camp wasn’t safe for Percy.

Luke wins Capture The Flag (this win is later revealed to be something Annabeth set up).

After the hellhound attack, Luke teaches Percy sword-fighting one-on-one. None of the other campers want to be around Percy.

Percy, Annabeth, and Grover are set to go on a Quest. Luke almost misses them leaving, but just catches them to give Percy a pair of winged sneakers.

Luke hugged Annabeth goodbye, patted Grover on the head, and shook Percy’s hand.

While the three are gone on their Quest, Luke is at Camp and asks about Grover and Annabeth. He says that the Campers are dividing and breaking out into fights. He calls the person who summoned the hellhound a scumbag (he’s calling himself a scumbag) and says that they leaked information which started the fights. Luke plants seeds of doubt in Percy’s head about Annabeth stealing the Master Bolt. He calls Annabeth his little sister.

During the summer, Kronos gifts Luke with Backbiter, a sword that can dismember Gods and Titans. Luke is the one who named it Backbiter because he’s biting back against the gods.

After the Quest, Luke announces the bead for the summer and gifts Percy with his leather necklace.

Two months after that, Luke hacks the training dummies to pieces. He lures Percy into the woods with the promise of coca-cola and asks him if he missed being out in the real world.

Luke admits that he feels like his Quest was for nothing, that his dad doesn’t care about him now that his one Quest failed, and that if he can’t have a normal life, then he doesn’t want to be left in obscurity. Luke is tired of being a pawn of the gods, who are only able to hold on to power because of their demigod children. He says that he brought Percy down to say goodbye and summons a pit scorpion. He admits that he wants to explain to Percy but he doesn’t have time to.

Luke tells Percy that Kronos seduced him via flattery and sympathy and talked him into stealing something worthwhile to show off what a good thief he is.

Luke tells Percy that things will be set right and Percy will be killed. He also says that he isn’t as easily baited as Ares. Luke slashes the air with Backbiter and disappears into a ripple of darkness.

During the winter, Luke has been convincing demigods to join their cause and has been training them.

Kronos convinces Luke to poison Thalia’s tree to get the Gods to send the campers on a quest for the Golden Fleece. Kronos needs the Golden Fleece to reform quicker. He promises Luke that after Kronos has been reformed, Luke can use the Fleece to heal Thalia’s tree. So Luke poisoned the tree.

Luke bought a yacht called the Princess Andromeda. He’s cleaned up his appearance and is enjoying the luxury of the cruise ship. He can now use telekinesis though it’s unclear if this is a power he had before or if he gained it from Kronos.

Luke knew that Percy, Annabeth, and Tyson spent the night on his ship and left them alone until they went snooping. When he does catch them, Luke calls Annabeth and Percy his favorite cousins. He tries and fails to convince them that they’re on the wrong side of the war.

When they refuse to join him, Luke sends them away with the incompetent giant brother, Oreius (rather than the more competent giant brother, Agrius) to be fed to the drakon. Doing this makes him nervous enough to glance at the golden casket that holds Kronos’ body. Later, Percy and Annabeth agree that he let them get away.

Luke and his army have been tailing Percy and co. He captures them and brings them aboard the Princess Andromeda to question them about the Golden Fleece. He’s genuinely upset when he realizes that they don’t have it.

Luke and Percy fight but despite having many chances to kill him, Luke only grazes Percy. The only serious wound Percy gets is a cut on his leg. Before striking a killing blow, Luke stops and tells Oreius that he can eat the others. Because of this pause, the party ponies bust in and Percy, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover are able to escape.

Sometime after this, Luke is no longer in charge of Kronos’ army. He’s been demoted and Atlas takes over.

Luke holds up the sky to free Atlas. His face is scratched, his clothes are in tatters.

Thorn brings Annabeth to him and Luke begs her for help. He tells Annabeth that she shouldn’t trust him because he’s been terrible to her, but he’s going to die if she doesn’t help him. It is later revealed that Annabeth wasn’t supposed to be the one brought to him (it was supposed to be a child of the Big Three) but Luke came up with a plan to make it work out anyway.

Annabeth takes the weight of the sky. Luke thanks her, then tells her that her help is on the way and to try not to die in the meantime.

It’s sometime later that Luke returns to Annabeth and sees that she’s in bad shape. He urges them to hurry the plan along because Annabeth is going to die soon. Artemis takes Annabeth’s place. Luke does not want to kill Annabeth, making excuses to keep her alive. Luke carries Annabeth away to take care of her injuries.

Luke looks like he’s aged ten years. His skin is pale and his hair is gray. The scar on his face had been reopened. He seems to be able to sense when Percy is near, as he’s looking straight at the spot Percy is hiding and he says it’s Percy Jackson who is interrupting.

Luke tries to get assigned to taking out the Hunters and Thalia. His request is denied.

Luke doesn’t like that Atlas calls his army on the Princess Andromeda insignificant. Atlas admits that they’ll make a good Honor Guard for Kronos and brings up that Luke will become Kronos’ host. Luke is scared of becoming Kronos’ host.

Luke is trying to get Thalia to join their side. He is terribly weak and speaks as though every word is painful. Luke is trying to get Thalia to agree because he wants his family together and also because if Luke fails at persuading her, Kronos will use Luke’s body as his host (which will kill Luke).

Thalia immediately attacks Luke. Despite how fragile he is, he can still hold his own against her. The shield Thalia wields scares him and this annoys Luke. Luke has a bloody slash across his chest from Thalia. Thalia disarms Luke and wants to kill him.

Luke is afraid that she’s going to kill him. Thalia kicks Luke over the edge of a cliff. He’s afraid when he goes over the edge of the cliff. Until that very moment, Luke truly believed in his friends. Afterwards, he realizes that there’s no one he can count on.

It is unknown if Luke died and was resurrected or if he lived through the fall.

During the winter, Luke goes to visit Annabeth under a flag of truce. He told her that Kronos was going to use him to take over the world and he wanted to run away, like the old days. He was very scared and when she refused to run away, Luke tells her that she had better fight (kill) him right there because it would be the last chance anyone would get.

Luke is forced by Kronos to bathe in the River Styx. It is said that Luke had to be pressured in many ways before he would do it. Before he does, he visits May one more time to get her blessing. It’s been 7 years since he last saw her.

Between then, and the next summer, Luke turns 21. He starts paying good money for demigods. Geryon is helping to get him demigods.

Luke no longer has Backbiter with him. The sword is being remade into a scythe.

There is a plan to attack Camp Half-Blood. Luke is reluctant to do it. He is still afraid of becoming Kronos’ host but he shows no weaknesses in front of his army.

It is heavily implied that he and Kelli, an empousa, are having sex.

Luke finds Quintus (Daedalus) and they speak several times. Luke tries to persuade him to join Kronos. Luke asks him how to get through the Labyrinth. Quintus tells him that a mortal with clear sight can do it. Luke doesn’t like that answer and tries to find other ways.

Luke sends solo explorers through the Labyrinth because the larger the group, the easier it is to get lost. As far as we can tell, none of them returned. Luke has a map but it isn’t working. He goes to Quintus and gets the String of Ariadne to help navigate the Labyrinth.

Although Luke was previously buying demigods and accepting defects before that, they must now fight to join the army.

When Percy, Annabeth, and Rachel stumble upon Luke in the Labyrinth, Luke is so busy staring at Percy that he doesn’t notice Annabeth until she shouts his name.

Luke arranges it so that Percy and Antaeus fight to the death. He knows that Percy will win, killing Antaeus and allowing his army free passage through the territory.

Luke orders his monsters to kill everyone (quickly) except Annabeth. He wants to speak to her before the upcoming battle. He doesn’t even rise from his seat to relay the order and Kelli is thrown into his lap when Mrs. O’Leary is summoned by Percy.

Annabeth notes that Luke looked nervous.

Luke turns on Quintus, sending Minos directly to him.

One day after the fight in the Labyrinth, Luke becomes the host for Kronos. Percy finds him lying in the golden coffin, looking very dead. There’s a hole in his chest, black and right where his heart should have been.

Kronos awakens in Luke’s body. His chest is mended and his eyes are gold. He says that Luke feared Percy, that his jealousy and hatred have kept Luke obedient.

When Rachel Elizabeth Dare threw a hairbrush at Kronos/Luke, it was Luke’s voice that said ow.

Kronos/Luke do not lead the attack against Camp Half-Blood.

Luke continuously fights against Kronos in his body. It’s noted by Ethan Nakamura that Kronos should be fully settled into Luke’s body by the following summer.

Kronos leads the first wave against the demigods in Manhattan. Luke is not mentioned.

At the bottom of the Empire State Building, Kronos leads his army. Chiron and Kronos/Luke fight. Chiron says that Luke was a good hero before Kronos corrupted him. Kronos says that Chiron filled Luke’s head with empty promises and then Luke broke through and said “you said the gods cared about me!”

Annabeth attacks Kronos and says that she hates him. Kronos admires Annabeth’s spirit and says he sees why Luke wanted to spare her.

Kronos destroys Olympus with the scythe Backbiter as he travels to the throne room. He does this because he promised Luke that he would tear down Olympus brick by brick.

Kronos looks just like Luke, offering up the same sweet smile to Percy and Annabeth that he did while welcoming Percy to Camp.

Kronos doesn’t hesitate to fight Percy. He touches Zeus’ throne and gets electrocuted, face covered in burns and hair smoldering.

Kronos opens a fissure in the ground and Ethan falls through the sky.

Kronos announces that Luke Castellan is dead and his body will burn away as Kronos assumes his true form. Annabeth knows that Luke has been fighting Kronos the entire time. Kronos/Luke is disarmed and Backbiter falls into the hearth fire.

When Luke sees the blood on Annabeth’s face, he regains control of his body. Kronos is ready to shed Luke’s body like a chrysalis but Luke pleads for Percy to give him Annabeth’s dagger and so that he can kill himself. Kronos burns his hands trying to pick up Backbiter.

Luke begs until Percy gives him Annabeth’s dagger. He stabs himself in the armpit, which is where his mortal spot is. Kronos is banished from Luke’s body.

Luke’s entire left side is bloody. His eyes are blue again. He’s dying. Luke is in a lot of pain. He tells them that he’s going to go for rebirth and try for Elysium three times so that he can reach the Isles of the Blest.

Luke asks Annabeth if she loved him. She says like a brother. Luke is satisfied with this answer. He tells Grover that he’s the bravest Satyr ever. Luke grasps Percy with a hand still hot and burnt and begs him not to let it happen again. Percy promises that he won’t let this happen again.

At age 22, Luke Castellan dies.

#luke castellan #percy jackson series #annabeth chase #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #timeline #text post #long post #riordanverse

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jacks4eva · 4 years

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reaction to the lost hero by rick riordan

imma be honest this is a long time coming, okay so here’s the timeline we’re looking at so you understand me. i read lightning thief in middle school, dropped it and read it again in ninth grade. then i read sea of monsters, but never started titan’s curse. then for some reason in 11th grade i bought the second book in heroes of olympus and started to read it and got confused so i started to read titan’s curse and got to when percy took artemis’s place and then dropped it...again. very sad that time considering it was LEGIT THE END SO CLOSE. anyway yesterday i read the whole thing again and the battle of the labrinyth in like 6-8 hours. idk i can’t remember if i started at 10pm or midnight but i finished at 6am. anyways today i read the last olympian, and now i’m starting the lost hero. i thought it’d be funny to do my reactions.

this timeline is just funny because i have read so many books, and yet the most popular ones like percy jackson and harry potter, didn’t wanna finish lol. i still haven’t finished goblet of fire yet i read 100 pages an hour and could probably finish it in a day. anyways.

let the reactions begin

okay i’ve heard of jason but i was not expecting a pov already

woah electrocution

he’s already got a love interest what

he said the coach is 5’0 i now imagine the coach as danny devito i have no choice

piper and leo yes i recognize these names

(i’ve seen a lot of posts about percy jackson okay)

i like leo i don’t like dylan

i love the starwars reference

oh look guys we got popular girls that are racist, can they get their asses beat in this pls

dylan is also racist for smiling-asswipe

we love the cherokee representation

i hate them so much can they please leave

“i had to say something” i like coach hedge is this bad

i hope percy is the storm but i just know i wouldn’t be that lucky

ofc dylan is a racist monster

danny devito never returned :(

PLS TELL ME THESE REINFORCEMENTS ARE PERCY AND ANNABETH

who is the bulky dude

i’m sorry i’m laughing he’s a big scary dude with his head shaved and A RAINBOW TATTOO and his name is butch

oh so that’s why percy isn’t here

okay usually when reading i can form some kind of theory or connection but at this point i literally have no clue what is happening

i just knew as soon as he asked that he had abilities with fire but i was not expecting fire fingers

wow what a first impression “you should be dead”

wait so all i remember from the son of neptune was the beginning had percy alone i think and i’m not sure if he had his memory or maybe not and he was running away from monsters, so is what’s happening to jason similar to that? and WILL PERCY NOT BE FOUND IN THIS BOOK?

“That also was necessary. Long ago, your father gave me your life as a gift to placate my anger. He named you Jason, after my favorite mortal. You belong to me.

“Whoa,” Jason said. “I don’t belong to anyone.”

Now is the time to pay your debt, she said. Find my prison. Free me, or their king will rise from the earth, and I will be destroyed. You will never retrieve your memory.”

... okay theories, um a goat skin cloak was mentioned to have been owned by Zeus’s foster mother and that he owned it so the woman could either be the foster mother or Hera. If it was Hera, it would make sense that Zeus gave his son to placate her anger at his cheating or whatever. They are also trapped in Olympus, so prison would make sense. Hera was brought up a lot too, and according to wiki Hera persuaded Aphrodite to make her son make Medea fall in love with a mortal named Jason, so more than likely the lady is Hera. Their king will rise from earth could be the king from the battle of the labrynth, maybe. Or another king ya know there are so many.

Wait a minute

Something else I know about their names is Jason’s last name...JASON GRACE I thought it sounded familiar, because of Thalia Grace. Hah look at me being correct. That explains the flying and not being burnt by a lightning bolt—oh I’m stupid for not seeing it sooner.

Now just gotta figure out who Piper’s parent is.

Aha so I was right it was Hera.

Chiron not being able to give the information they need is kind of annoying.

Enceladus? So a giant offspring of Gaia, um...no bueno. Not a king tho.

“Child of lightning, beware the earth, The giants’ revenge the seven shall birth, The forge and dove shall break the cage, And death unleash through Hera’s rage.”

Okay theory time, child of lightning is obviously Jason. Beware the Earth...yeah no clue. The giants’ revenge the seven shall birth, the giants are probably the children of Gaia since that one giant was her child and it’s the seven are probably the seven half bloods from the great prophecy. The forge and dove shall break the cage, um maybe Leo is the forge since he’s hephaestus’s child (probably butchered the spelling). Doves are typically associated with aphrodite/venus, so idk about that. Maybe Piper is Venus’s child, I mean her God parent is her mom and it’d be funny since she was judging the other aphrodite kids. Also I assume Hera will kill whoever trapped her or someone involved since she’s so mad. Idk.

Could kill Drew btw.

CALLED IT CALLED IT CALLED IT IM A GENIUSSS

Wait. This woman looks like Hera, her clothes are made of Earth and she said Leo would fight her children trying to wake her. They’re gonna try to wake Gaia, which would make sense that it said stay away from Earth if she’s the Earth Goddess

I like the wolves thing because Romulus and Remus, ya know the twin boys who were raised by wolf and started Rome.

“You are our saving grace, as always. The she-wolf curled her lip, as if she had just made a clever joke”

I mean yeah his last name is grace

“She must really like this Percy guy to search for him so hard, and that made Jason a little envious. Was anyone searching for him right now? What if somebody cared for him that much and was going out of her mind with worry, and he couldn’t even remember his old life?”

so what if Percy’s just chilling at the Roman version of camp halfblood without a clue to who he is? bro.

Imagine reading this and seeing all of things I get right and wrong and wanting to slam your head into a wall.

Okay like idk why Annabeth was freaking out we kind of knew they were siblings, I mean they have the same dad. Unless this is saying they have the same mom or are twins or something. That’d be cool. That’s probably what he’s saying tbh but still, could’ve emphasized it more than “that’s my sister” like dude.

Anyway, they look very different so that’s funny.

King Boreas? uh.

Oo French

Let’s see what I can translate from the very little duolingo I did. Bienvenu, maybe a greeting. Idk which tho. Je suis Piper, I am Piper. Et c’est Jason, fils de Zeus, and this is Jason, son of Zeus. Vous parlez francais? tres bien, you speak french? good. Hey not bad, not shockingly good but considering I did the duolingo lessons 4 years ago, not bad. Vrai? Truth? Yeah I just looked it up.

Danny devito is alive!

“Leo scratched his head. “Well, I dunno about Enchiladas—”

“Enceladus,” Piper corrected.”

Leo is me omfg

DANNY DEVITO IS BACK

Arrows...HUNTERS OF ARTEMIS PLS?

“Leo stepped out next. “You’re catching me, too, Superman. But I ain’t holding your hand.”

this made me laugh ok moving on

Uh fight a sea monster? bro is Jason just Percy 2.0

“Aphrodite’s message was clear: This one needs no improvement.

And Piper agreed.”

I wonder if you can hear me squealing from hundreds or thousands of miles away

Did you miss the fact that he’s thirty feet tall— I DIED

Who slew titan k-what now? So basically yes. Percy 2.0

Okay I recognize the name Hazel, and all I ask is that she is not involved with Jason because Jason and Piper are really freaking cute.

an exchange of leaders, SO THEY DID SWITCH THEM

The way I called it

I WAS RIGHT AHA

anyways. time to read son of neptune

#rick riordan #percabeth #jason grace #thalia grace #piper x jason #the lost hero #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #hera #aphrodite #leo valdez

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undoubtablydisney · 4 years

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The Way You Look Tonight

This takes place in between BotL and TLO because that’s when Sally and Paul got married, and what better setting for angsty, pre-dating Percabeth who aren’t admitting their feelings?

“You came.” That was all Percy could manage to say when he saw Annabeth. He was more concerned with remembering how to breath.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to make it to the ceremony,” she said, her fingers playing with the pleats of her skirt. “I’m so happy for your mom. And, and for you.” She refused to meet his eyes.

“Oh, um, come in!” Annabeth smiled a little as Percy held the door so she could enter the apartment. “Mom and Paul are in the living room. We have snacks and drinks, and there’s cake. We haven’t cut it yet.” He didn’t quite know why he’d added that detail, but Annabeth just kept smiling nervously.

“Annabeth, sweetheart!” They hadn’t made it out of the hall when Sally found them. “I am so happy to see you! How are you?”

“I’m as well as can be,” Annabeth replied, her smile becoming a bit steadier. “But you must be in heaven! Congratulations!” Sally blushed.

“It’s absolutely wonderful finding love, dear. I highly recommend it.” She let her eyes drift towards Percy, who had returned to the living room to talk with Paul. “It could be closer than you think.”

“Oh, I bought you something!” Annabeth said hurriedly, hoping to change the subject before she turned as red as a tomato. She reached into her pocket for a small envelope. Sally opened it, and a slip of green silk fell out. “When, when we thought Percy was dead last summer, we made a burial shroud. But then he came back. I keep a piece with me to remind me that if there’s anything Percy’s good at, it’s beating the odds. I thought you might like the reminder too.”

“Thank you, Annabeth.” Sally wiped away her tears before enveloping her in a hug. “I couldn’t ask for a sweeter gift.” Annabeth shut her eyes tight, trying to contain her own tears. “Now, as a second wedding present, do you think you might go dance with my son?”

“Anything for the bride,” Annabeth replied with a smile, even though her heart felt like it was being ripped apart. She went to the living room, where the furniture had been pushed to the side and soft music was playing, and gently tapped Percy on the shoulder. As he turned, for a split second, it looked like his eyes lit up at the sight of her. But no, that had to be the light. “Your mom wants us to dance.”

“Of course she does.” There was no one else dancing, but Percy took her hand causally and led her to the center of the room. Sally joined her new husband, smiling at the sight of her son and his best friend. “Moms are embarrassing like that.”

“I wouldn’t know.” Percy’s slight smile vanished, and Annabeth wanted to kick herself. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I said that.”

“It’s okay.” A new song came on, an old song from the middle of the century. “How is, um, everything?”

“You’ll have to be more specific.”

“You. How are you?”

“Busy most of the time. Camp is, well, there’s a lot we need to prepare for.” Percy nodded.

“I’m gonna come by soon. I have a long weekend coming up. I can—“

“No,” Annabeth interjected, a bit harsher than she’d meant. She swallowed, remembering Chiron’s words. Let him live his life in the mortal world. He may not have much longer. “We have it handled. I mean, of course you can visit, but don’t feel like you have to.”

“What do you mean? Of course I feel like—“

“Hey Seaweed Brain, can we just dance? Forget about it all for a bit?”

“Whatever you want.” Against her best judgment, Annabeth let her head fall against Percy’s chest. He had finally caught up to her, and she wouldn’t be surprised if he was taller than her by the summer. Tentatively, Percy wrapped his arms a little tighter around her waist, and they just swayed like that. A minute passed, and Annabeth realized she was crying.

“Sweetheart, never, never change, keep that breathless charm, won’t you please arrange it? Cause I love you, and the way you look tonight.”

“Did I tell you that you look really beautiful?”

“Thank you.”

“Annabeth, I—“

“No.” She leaned back to meet his eyes. “Don’t. Just be here with me. That’s all I need right now.” She had no idea how long they stayed like that.

Finally, Sally announced that they were going to cut the cake. Annabeth didn’t let go of Percy’s hand as they watched Sally and Paul feed each other a bite, as they laughed with everyone else when Sally smushed another bit of cake onto his face, as they cheered when the new couple shared a kiss. She only broke away to accept a piece.

“It’s late,” Annabeth realized about half an hour later as she scraped the last bit of icing off her plate. “I should go.” Without a word, Percy stood up with her, followed her as she said goodbye to Sally and Paul and wished them the best, followed her back to the door. “Well, I’ll see you soon, I guess.” She didn’t reach for the doorknob.

“Yeah. See you soon.” It was painful to look into Percy’s eyes, but she felt it would be far more painful to look away. “I—“

Without thinking about it, Annabeth reached up and kissed him. He tasted like cake. Unlike under Mount Helena, Percy had time to reciprocate. But as soon as he reached up to brush his fingers against her cheek, she pulled back.

“I need to go,” she repeated. “Bye.” She was out of the apartment before he could respond. A lump formed in her throat as she headed for the elevator. For a daughter of Athena, she had done a pretty stupid thing by falling in love with Perseus Jackson.

A half-blood of the eldest gods…the hero’s soul, cursed blade shall reap…a single choice shall end his days.

I finally figured out how to work the keep reading function! Yay! I hope everyone enjoyed the fic!

#percabeth #annabeth chase #percy jackson #fanfic #percabeth fanfiction #sally jackson #paul blofis #percabeth angst #the battle of the labyrinth

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annabethfuckingchase · 4 years

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The Princess and the Half Bloods Part Three

Annabeth was of no use to anyone right now. It wasn’t a feeling she was familiar with. The boys didn’t need help setting up and Chiron’s set up was too advanced for her to operate yet. She’d never had reason to examine it before, but she vowed to look it up later. Either way, she couldn’t do anything at the moment, so she sat at the bar next to a portly man with graying hair, drowning his sorrows in what smelled like an entire bottle of whiskey. She scooted a little further away from him.

It was nearly time for the audition; Leo had just finished setting up his drum set, refusing help from anybody. “Leo Valdez is the only one to lay hands on this equipment,” he’d stated proudly when Annabeth offered to help. Jason took that opportunity to point out the other piece of Leo’s equipment that only Leo ever laid hands on. He responded in kind, asking Jason if he wanted the honor himself. Annabeth sighed to herself and thanked every god she knew that Chiron was too busy setting up the lights and sound system to hear their exchange.

The anxious feeling that she needed to be doing something only grew as they came closer to being ready for the audition to start. She was bouncing her leg against the barstool, hard enough that it moved her whole body. She was too keyed up, too nervous. She needed to calm down.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” she announced to no one in particular. The man sitting next to her lifted his drink to her and then downed the rest.

She made her way down the back hallway, bypassing the restrooms and continuing on to the back exit. She was already digging in the bottom of her purse as she shouldered her way out. Her fingers found the pack and she pulled it out, tapping the bottom against the heel of her palm.

She’d just put the cigarette in her mouth to hold while she searched for her lighter when a voice spoke from the shadows beside her. “Need a light?” Annabeth squeaked in surprise, whirling to search for whoever had spoken. Not that there was any doubt who it was.

Percy leaned against the wall of the bar, watching her. He held out a lighter. She relaxed her frozen posture and cleared her throat. “Yes, thank you.” She took the lighter and lit up, taking a long drag before handing it back.

“So class prez does have a dirty little secret,” he mused, pocketing the lighter.

“I’m not even class president,” she said, spilling smoke as she did. “And it’s hardly a secret. Except from my family of course. I am trying to quit, though. Not cost effective.”

“Good. Smoking is bad for you, you know,” Percy replied, reaching for his back pocket. “It kills your lungs.” He pulled out a pack of his own. “Gives you cancer.” Took out a cigarette. “Kills you slow.” Put it in his mouth. “It’s a bad habit.” Lit it and took a drag. “Filthy, really.” Looked her over in a way that made heat blossom in her chest.

“Correct on all counts. But you forgot their way of making everything seem more manageable,” Annabeth said. “The grounding effect.”

“This is true. I’d pay quite a bit of money for that feeling. Well, more than I already do.”

“This is my last pack, then I’m quitting, I swear it. At least until finals, anyway.” Percy laughed, loud and deep. The rich sound wrapped around Annabeth and pulled the sides of her smile even wider.

“Maybe I’ll do it with you. At least until finals,” he winked.

“How does Rachel feel about your smoking?” Annabeth asked, curious. She’d never have guessed that Earth and health conscious Rachel Dare would date a smoker.

He made a face and looked down at his shoes, seeming to slump lower against the wall. “She’s not a fan, to put it lightly.”

“Oh.” Percy didn’t look back up at her, keeping his eyes on the ground. She didn’t know what had been said to make Percy look so glum, but she was sure it was her fault. Maybe he and Rachel fought about his smoking more often than she had thought. “Bet I can go longer without a smoke than you can,” she challenged in an effort to get him to smile again. Bets between them had been common when they were younger.

Percy remembered and immediately brightened, eager for the challenge. “You’re on, Princess.”

They counted down their last puffs together and put out their cigarettes at the same time. The bet was on.

It was considerably darker in the bar than it was outside, and it took Annabeth’s eyes a minute to adjust. When they did, it appeared that everyone had finished setting up. Percy took up position at the front of the slightly raised area in the back of the bar that served as a stage, with Jason on his right and Leo in the back. Annabeth watched from one of the tables in the middle of the bar and they waited for Chiron to take the chair opposite hers to begin.

“We’re going to start with a cover of Anthem Part Two by Blink 182,” Percy said into the microphone. Jason started playing right at the same moment Leo started hitting the drums, seeming to move at the speed of light. Then Percy started singing. “Everything has fallen to pieces, Earth is dying, help me Jesus….”

It was funny to watch Chiron’s face transform from annoyed and put upon to a kind of wonderingly impressed expression over the course of the song. Leo was on fire, slamming out the beat, and Jason laid down a beautiful harmony. Percy, of course, was perfect, belting out the song Annabeth had told him to turn down the night before, getting just the right amount of whiney quality into his voice that mimicked the original. Turns out that practice had been important after all.

They let the last cord reverberate around the room and fade away. The man at the bar clapped loudly and Annabeth joined a second later. Chiron schooled his face back to impassiveness. He showed his approval simply by gesturing for them to continue on with the next song. They played an original called Red is the Brightest Color. It was pretty obvious the song was for Percy’s redheaded girlfriend, not that Chiron would know that. But Annabeth did. It took her two seconds too long to start clapping at the end of that one.

They finished, watching at Chiron, waiting for the verdict. He was chewing on his bottom lip, eyebrows furrowed. Percy opened his mouth to break the silence, but paused when Annabeth held up a hand.

Finally, Chiron relaxed his tense position and face. “Okay, okay, you won me over. You guys can really perform. You can play here. We’ll work out a schedule later, maybe you’ll draw in that college crowd on the weekends. Just don’t let it interfere with your schoolwork. I don’t need any angry parents getting on my case.” The boys whooped with joy, and Annabeth allowed herself a brief moment of celebration before getting back to business.

“Thank you so much, Chiron. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure they stay on top of everything. You won’t regret this,” she said, hugging him for the second time that day.

“I believe you, kid. Now beat it, the band playing tonight will be here soon to set up,” Chiron shooed her away.

The boys quickly started packing up, once again refusing to let Annabeth help. “This part isn’t your job,” Percy told her as they put the last of it in the back of Jason’s van. “How did you like the show?”

“It was great. I mean, Chiron approved so it must have been,” she said, checking the time on her phone. Only five fifteen. They had time to kill before they needed to head to Piper’s.

“I didn’t ask if Chiron liked it, I asked if you did.”

“Oh, yes. I mean, yeah of course. I loved your cover.” There was no need to mention that she wasn’t particularly fond of the original they had played. “Blink is probably my favorite band.”

“How does a girl like you end up liking Blink?” he asked in wonder. A girl like her? What the hell did that mean? She doubted he’d meant to offend her, but it came out sounding like an insult. Like she wasn’t cool enough to like punk music. She narrowed her eyes at him. He backtracked quickly. “No, I just mean you don’t seem like the type that would typically like them. Like you seem more like an indie or underground band kind of girl.”

“We did grow up together, Percy. We listened to The Ramones on repeat for hours together. Bought that Green Day CD to share in the bunker together. We were bound to have similar tastes in music.”

“Oh yeah we did. God, those were the days. I remember the day we bought that CD. You were so excited for it, and we begged our parents for half the money each until they relented,” Percy said, mind far away, in a different time.

“And I made us listen to it over and over until we memorized the lyrics to all the songs,” she chuckled. “I think I probably still remember every song on that album.”

“I definitely do. That was the album that convinced me to start playing.”

“It was? I didn’t know that,” Annabeth said, surprised.

“It was. I saw how happy you were listening to it so I decided to learn to play it for you. But then, well, you know….”

“But then,” she repeated softly. Then Luke happened.

An abnormally dark look flitted across Percy’s usually cheerful face, but it was gone by the time Annabeth blinked. "Well Miss Manager, what's next on the agenda?"

Annabeth made a face. "That sounds like I'm not doing a good job. Miss manager, mismanaging."

"Oh yeah it does. Guess we gotta stick with Princess," Percy said with an exaggerated shrug.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Well Piper said no later than ten, so we should get there by at least nine to get everything in the house and set up. We have a solid couple hours before we have to do anything.”

“Let’s get some food then,” Leo said, coming around the side of the van. Annabeth hoped he hadn’t heard Percy call her princess. “I’m starving.”

“Cool, I’ll see you at nine then. I’ll text you the address if you give me your number,” she said, looking back at Percy.

“I don’t think so,” Jason yelled from the driver’s seat, the window down so he could hear the conversation. “It’s band bonding time. You’re coming with us.” He slapped the outside of the door twice.

“I’m not part of the band,” she objected. “Besides, I can’t leave my car here.”

“After pulling all this together for us there’s no denying it. You’re one of us now. Just gotta deal with it. Let’s drop your car off at home and then you can ride with us to the party. Then you can let loose a little, maybe actually have some fun. Jason is DD tonight since he has to take the van back so you can drink all you want,” Percy said. Then he frowned, considering for a moment. “I do still want your number, though.”

Annabeth waffled for a minute, weighing the pros and cons. Pro: she was actually getting along with Percy for the first time in a long while. Years, really. Con: the more time they spent together, the higher the chances of a fight breaking out. Pro: get to know the rest of the band better. Con: they might want to get to know her better too, which meant answering questions about herself. Pro: drink as much as she wanted without worrying about sobering up enough to make it home. Con: she’d be putting off her schoolwork for another night. Pro: food.

That last one won her over. “Yeah, let’s go get some food. And I should probably have all your numbers, actually.”

“Awesome, we’ll meet you at home then,” Percy said, jumping in the back of the van with the instruments and slamming the door as Jason gunned it, laughing as Percy lost his balance.

Jason, already knowing where Percy- and therefore Annabeth- lived, didn’t slow down to wait for her to catch up. They were all still in the van when she pulled up in front of her house, Sum 41’s Hell Song blasting out of the open windows. “There she is!” Leo yelled to be heard over the music. The side door to the van slid open to reveal Percy, crouching under the van’s low ceiling.

“There are no seats back here,” Annabeth stated the obvious. She hadn’t noticed when they were packing the equipment up.

“Yeah, it’s an old van. Don’t worry, you’ll be perfectly safe,” Percy tried coaxing her in.

“I’m a great driver,” Jason assured her. She was extremely skeptical after having watched him pull out away from The Big House but climbed in next to Percy anyway. They sat on the floor, facing each other with their backs to either wall of the van. Jason lurched away from the sidewalk.

“Alright, give me your phones so I can put my number in,” she said once she was confident that Jason’s driving was decent. She still wasn’t a fan, but at least he wasn’t going to kill them all. They all obliged, and she programmed her number in, sending texts of their names to herself from each so she would have theirs, too.

They pulled up in front of a pizza parlor not too far from the school and Jason cut the engine. The sudden lack of music made Annabeth’s ears ring and her chest feel empty.

“How do I open this?” she demanded after a couple unsuccessful tries to pry open the sliding door.

“Oh, you just have to jiggle the handle up and down. Here, I’ll show you.” He pressed close behind her so he could reach around her, putting one hand on her shoulder for balance. She stiffened under his touch and he let go quickly. “Sorry,” he mumbled, jerking the door to the side.

Inside the parlor it was dark and loud, clearly a college student hangout. They’d clearly come in the middle of the dinner rush. The place was nearly full and it took a bit of looking to find an empty table that was clean.They took a seat in the back corner booth, Jason and Leo on one side and Annabeth boxed in by Percy on the other.

“So, Annabeth,” Leo started. Annabeth sighed quietly, waiting for the inquisition to start. “Settle an argument for us.” Wait, what? “What do you put on your pizza?”

“Don’t drag her into this,” Percy warned, but he had a slightly smug look on his face, like he’d already won.

“Afraid you’ll be further outnumbered, Jackson?” Jason asked.

“Okay then, fine. Tell us, Annabeth, what kind of pizza do you prefer?”

“Extra cheese and that’s it. Same as you,” she answered, confused. Percy already knew all her favorites, and she his.

“Are you kidding me?” Leo groaned.

“That is the most boring option you could’ve chosen,” Jason commiserated.

Now she understood Percy’s expression. “I see, you hoped to use me as ammo against Percy’s pizza preferences. This didn’t turn out well for either of you, did it?” Annabeth laughed with Percy. “What do you guys put on your pizza?”

“Leo puts jalapenos on his, and Jason is a fan of Hawaiian,” Percy chuckled.

“Horrifying, honestly,” Annabeth said, faking disgust.

“Fine, I suppose it’s one one half jalapeno and one half Hawaiian and one extra cheese pizza,” Jason shook his head in defeat.

“Sounds good to me. I’m going to go smoke before we eat. Excuse me, Percy,” she said, turning to face him.

“You smoke?” Leo asked, surprised.

“Not anymore,” Percy answered for her, a twinkle in his eye as he looked down at her.

“Oh, fuck, that’s right,” she muttered. She cursed herself for coming up with this stupid bet.

“You smoke and you say fuck?” Leo looked scandalized. “That class president front is just a lie then?”

“I’m not even the class president!” Annabeth said, exasperated.

“You’re not? Wow, I should really figure out who the class president is then.”

They were all still laughing when the waiter came to take their order. Percy put his arm on the back of the booth seat and Annabeth settled into a comfortable rhythm of getting to know the boys and letting them know her. She found herself relaxing, even without the help of a cigarette.

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mxsmwndr · 5 years

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Reactions to 'Little Do They Know'

(ft. Camp Halfblood and Hogwarts)

Dedicated to the wonderful @marieskeez

(PS: this goes really good with Little Do They Know)

Drew Tanka

Draco would see her one day, laughing with some friends

And boy, was he in love

He never bought the 'love at first sight' shit until now

But Drew liked to give him hell

She hated him

Until she found out that Draco didn't care what she thought of him

At least, that's how he played it

Until Draco angrily kisses her

And she kisses back

And it totally wasn't hot

When Percy found out, things got interesting

This is Drew that we're talking about

Luckily, Annabeth found out about Draco's feelings before Percy found out about the kiss

She insists that Drew likes Draco, and that she "has a feeling for these types of things"

Percy is confused like usual, but agrees to become Draco's wingman

And so he helps set the two up

Their first date was actually anything but awkward

And not once did Drew bring up anything about wizards or Merlin, to Draco's relief

Or that she used to hate his guts

But she did decide to hint at going on a second date

And poor Draco didn't get it...

...but he somehow gathered the balls to ask her anyway (he really liked the date)

Of course Drew said yes because she's not that bitchy

Their second date went even smoother

But it was more fancy

And Draco was panicking about what to wear

But Percy helped him with the help of Annabeth

And soon Draco/Drew became a thing (Dracew?)

And they talked shit about everything/everyone

Bu eventually Drew asked Draco about Wizards at a campfire as it was inevitable

She wanted to know if he knew any tricks, and what Hogwarts was like

And Draco promised to show her when the school season came

They did fight a few times, too, which sometimes resulted in a breakup

But they always made up

Usually after Draco begged Drew, which sounds really toxic, but wasn't

He's just so in love

Percy and Annabeth

Percy was not good with hiding his reaction when Draco told him what really happened in detail

And Annabeth hit his shoulder

They sat in the Athena cabin together

If Annabeth asked nicely, Draco would let her read his textbooks for school

Mainly the ones about history and magical creatures

Just because she couldn't really practice magic

But the was kinda their little secret

And Draco being a wizard brought them closer, too

Camp Halfblood

They're confused

Like so so confused

There's another mythical world?!

With wizards?!

MERLIN?!

Being the dumbest people on earth, that's all they'd talk about for days

Weeks even

Athena kids would read books about it

As well as some unclaimed kids

And Hermes kids would try to steal Draco's wizard stuff

One night the Stolls actually took his wand

And Draco was awoken by screaming, followed by a crash

It was a long night for everyone

But luckily Chiron allowed Draco to put everything in a safe, and keep it in the big house

Hephaestus kids would try to replicate wands

And/or beg Draco to enchant some of their inventions that don't work to make them better

But Draco says no, because he knows the Stolls are waiting for him to get out his wand so they can steal it

And he figures it won't end well

But anyways, everyone else just randomly goes up to Draco and asks him questions about being a wizard

They don't care that he might be considered a traitor

That makes him cooler to some of them

He became really popular for a little bit

And he'd casually bring up what he did, just to make sure he knew that they already knew

Like if he scored a game in volleyball, and his team would cheer him on, he'd casually bring up that he's help kill dozens of people

And the demigods say something like, "yeah, now keep your eye on the ball"

But Chiron really was the only one who didn't give a huge reaction (minus Percabeth)

He just kinda has a calm aura, and tells Draco that he's always be welcome to camp, and it's his home too, and blah, blah, blah

Draco's eternally grateful for it, though

He seriously is constantly thanking Chiron for letting him stay

Sometimes they'll have counseling sessions, too

Draco loves those times

But when Chiron found out that Draco wasn't a real demigod, he decided to keep it a secret

They said Draco was both

Which really helped a select few of demigods, because they discovered that they are also both

And they just didn't know about it because their parent(s) died/their god parent never told them

But pretty much they reacted the best out of everyone

Then the gods would somehow find out about Draco, and he'd be summoned to Olympus

So he'd obviously go

And the gods argued about whether or not Draco was to be punished

Until Hermes pointed out Athena's silence

The gods turned to look at her, and she expressed that Draco should stay, but they will keep it a secret that he isn't a true demigod

And so they did

The Golden Trio

Ron would have his jaw dropped

And Hermione would definitely be scared

But Harry would just kinda stay there, not afraid, and slightly surprised

He didn't know why he was surprised

It was totally expected from Draco

But deep down, he still knows Draco is a good person

And for some reason, it made him trust Draco more

And Draco hated him less

So it's a win-win

Eventually, when Hermione and Ron got over their shock, they'd ask Harry constant questions about what being a demigod was like

Like he'd know

Because they were scared to ask Draco himself

Snape

Oof

This one would be rough

A lot of the beginning was death glares and silence

And maybe a little bit of jumpiness

At least until Draco decided to do something about it

He met up with Snape after class one day, and decided to Iris message Chiron

Just to prove that he wasn't a bad person

Snape then refused to believe that there was another mythical world besides the one he lived in

He's old fashioned that way

It took a while, but Snape finally believed Draco about everything (he's not a traitor, and the gods are real)

He started to actually offer Draco help with the kids who were scared of him

Draco accepted reluctantly because he was sick of everyone jumping in their seats every time he moved, and slowly people started to talk to him again

First it was the Slytherins and a minor amount of Hufflepuffs

Then it was Gryffindors

Then the rest of the Hufflepuffs

And finally the Ravenclaws

(A lot of them asked him about what it was like being 'a child' of Athena, and/or what the gods were like)

Draco responded with telling them stories about his camp

Crabbe and Goyal

They'd totally feel betrayed at first

Like Draco, what the bloody hell did you do and why?

But soon they'd understand

Because they liked Lucius

And they're too chaotic without Draco's leadership

After that, they'd death glare anyone who talked bad about Draco

And maybe cause a few fights

They'd also ask him a lot about his life at camp

"Does you mum know?"

"Are there girls?"

"Cute girls?"

"Did you get smited?"

"You idiot! He wouldn't be alive if he was!"

"Are you going back?"

"Can I come with?"

They'd also try to stick their hands through Iris messages

"You're friends with a centaur?!"

But when they meet Drew, oh man

Drew does not like them

She thinks her boyfriend should have better friends, but soon warms up to them

It was impossible not to love the two dorks

So then the trio became a quartet whenever Drew visited Hogwarts

Hogwarts

Word about Draco's 'betrayal' to every wizard in the world gets out pretty quickly

And while some students hurry out of Draco's path in the hallways, others ask him about Camp and what a demigod is

But like, the majority will go out of their way to be out of his way

It totally hurts Draco, too

But he doesn't show it

No. He would rather be caught dead than show it

One day, the sleeve of his robe slid up his arm and his Mark showed

A girl fainted

Draco blushed, and quickly covered his arm, and pretended not to see it

Of course he'd Iris message Percy, Annabeth, and Drew

But it just wasn't the same as talking in person

Everyone knows that

Occasionally Chiron would appear, and that always made Draco feel a little better but it just wasn't the same

At least until Snape helped him

Then the majority of the people asked him about camp

Although Harry Potter never once asked him anything

To Draco's disappointment

Then there would be a few wizards who found out they were demigods, too

And they loved camp

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Mortal Inaccuracies

“Come on!” Piper exclaimed, tugging at Percy’s hand. “We can’t miss this!”

“I know, I know!” Percy replied, speeding up. “I want to see this too! I’m in it!” “Then let’s go!” Piper said. They raced along the sidewalk, advancing towards the Village East Cinema that was about to be showing the newest movie, based upon a book series by the one and only Sally Blofis: Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief.

They were all surprised when Sally got a call from Hollywood offering a movie option, which she of course accepted. Percy was really excited about it, especially since he was in it! Well, not exactly, but someone would be acting him. Him! It would really be something.

Piper wouldn’t miss out on the chance to mock Percy about this, as well as to maybe catch a glimpse of his first quest. Probably wouldn’t be too accurate, but she could get an idea, as well as see how much she knew. Criticising movies was always fun as well.

The couple skidded to a stop in front of the entrance doors, pushing them open while breathing heavily. “Sorry kids, we’re sold out,” the man at the front desk told them with a bored expression on his face.

Percy’s grin dropped into a devastated expression. Piper then decided she was going for it. She leaned against the desk, batting her eyes at him. “But you’ll let us in any way, won’t you?” She said, pouring charmspeak into her words.

The man blinked. “Um, yes, of course,” he said. “Let me go print some more off.” The man walked away, and Piper turned to her boyfriend to see him gaping at her.

“Piper!” He said. “You can’t do that!” “Oh, come on, we’ll be fine,” Piper said, waving him off. “I know how much you want to see this. I want to see it just as much.”

“But-” Percy tried, though the man walked back over, interrupting them. He handed them two tickets, his eyes glazed over. “Have fun,” he said.

“We bought the last two tickets,” Piper said, again putting in charmspeak. “You are only now out of the tickets.” Piper then quickly pulled Percy towards the main room.

They turned in their tickets and got directions to the theatre. The movie had already started so they both bolted in the direction they had been instructed. “Too bad we can’t get popcorn,” Percy sighed as they entered the theatre. “I would’ve loved to have food right now.”

“I’ve got two large boxes of M&M’s,” Piper said. “Is that enough?” “I guess,” Percy said. They got their first glimpse of the screen, which was a teen boy underwater. The couple managed to find two empty seats in the very back row (sorry, whoever was late) and finally sat down to relax.

As the intro carried on, they learned that the teen was Percy. “They sort of got it,” Percy admitted. “I guess it works.” “Grover doesn’t look like that!” Piper whisper-shouted when they got a glimpse of him. “That’s a lie!”

“Already off to a bad start,” Percy said. “Let’s hope they do better.”

Of course, it didn’t get better. “Chiron’s a white horse, not a brown one,” Piper said. “And since when were there more centaurs at camp?”

“Hold up, did they just give Annabeth red hair?” Percy exclaimed. “What were they thinking?”

“This is fucked,” Piper sighed. “I can’t imagine the actual quest.”

“First off, Hades cannot do that,” Percy said. “Second off, it was a hellhound, not Hades himself.”

“Luke didn’t give me a shield,” Percy said. “It was just the shoes. Why is a shield necessary? And what is this map of pearls? I didn’t have to look for them.”

“We’re getting so many weird stares,” Piper said, leaning closer to Percy. “I think they think we’re insane.”

“Then let them think that,” Percy said. “I know what happened.”

“Didn’t you say the bus exploded?” Piper whispered. “I saw no explosion.”

“Flaw numbers one thousand and two thousand,” Percy sighed. “We never got a truck from anywhere and there weren’t other people in the gardens with us.”

“At least we know the shield had a purpose,” Piper said. “It wasn’t a useless addition.”

“I guess.”

“When did I fight the hydra?” Percy said incredulously. “I found Echidna and the Chimera.”

“Then blew up the St. Louis Arch,” Piper added.

Percy scowled playfully at her. “Shut up.”

“Where’s the waterpark?” Percy said. “The Love Thingamajig that Ares used to fuck us up.”

“Apparently it wasn’t important,” Piper sighed. “What a waste of content.”

“Where’s Cerberus?” Piper asked. “I would’ve loved to see him.” “Cerberus is amazing,” Percy said. “He’s a joy to play with.”

“Only you, Percy, only you.”

“Persephone wasn’t there!” Percy exclaimed. “Why is she in here!”

“Way to make Persephone look much less approachable,” Piper sighed. “I like Persephone. She’s sweet, not a bitch like this.”

“Where’d the scene with Ares go?” Percy asked. “Ares was a major part of that quest!”

“That’s also not how you enter Olympus,” Piper exhaled. “They really messed this up.”

“The gods do not look like that,” Percy said. “Some of them are sort of accurate, but no. And they aren’t that much bigger than me! Only twice my height, not ten times it!” “Overexaggeration,” Piper said. “Making it look better. Hypocrites. Ares could’ve helped you with that.”

And so, an hour and a half after they bribed their way in, the two stumbled out, laughing. “That was so terrible it was hilarious!” Percy gasped. Piper leaned against him, chuckling. “I now know what my dad is a part of,” she said. “Something terrible.”

“Do you think anyone made the connection between me and the movie?” Percy asked her.

“It would be kind of great if they did, but at least there was no major scene,” Piper concluded. “Maybe it’s for the better.” She paused. “Oh, how I can’t wait to show this to Camp.”

“Annabeth will flip out,” Percy smiled. “It’ll be amazing.”

“Then she’ll go off on you when you laugh about it to her,” Piper reminded him.

“Yeah, yeah,” he waved her off before pecking her on the lips. “Race you to my mom’s place.”

“Be ready to lose, Jackson!”

#percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians movies #the lightning thief movie #piper mclean #pipercy #percy jackson/piper mclean #sally jackson #sally blofis #international fanworks day 2019 #ifd2019 #ifdrabble #fanfiction #fanfic #one shot #drabble #heroes of olympus #hoo

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mrbinglee · 5 years

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i saw the lightning thief musical today and i’m gonna gush about it under the cut

i had bought my tickets way back in january so literally all semester i’ve been looking forward to this and wow it was so good and so funny and so creative and so FUN!!

the whole thing was an absolutely fantastic experience and the lighting effects in particular were so so clever and especially moving in certain songs eg strong, tree on the hill. (i had chills the whole time during tree on the hill because jorrel javier’s voice is amazing and the lighting was so beautiful.)

the use of props was also very economic and clever and funny and creative

they were SO CREATIVE with how they portrayed the creatures and monsters eg. the horse aspect of chiron, cutting off medusa’s head, cerberus the dog

all the singers were amazing and it’s so incredible that only 7 cast members fill the bazillion roles they have!! like even if a scene technically is focused on percy, annabeth and grover, pretty much all of the other actors are in the scene too as minor characters or background singers etc

the spoken scenes between the songs flowed really well, and they added like a more complete understanding of the songs if that makes sense? like the soundtrack definitely stands on its own but the spoken parts make it make even more sense and fill in some gaps in the story, eg. medusa and hades (who are BOTH played by the actor who plays chiron!!), and what happens between “last day of summer” and “bring on the monsters”

oh gosh and there are some percabeth moments throughout* but easily the cutest one is when percy sees annabeth for the first time when he’s conscious and he shouts out “you’re my dream girl! ... i mean... the girl from my dream” lol

during the outro there are electric letters on stage spelling out “percy”

the actors who play percy (chris mccarrel), grover (jorrel javier), annabeth (kristin stokes), and chiron (ryan knowles) gave a brief Q&A afterwards and what i’ve concluded from their stories is that chris is definitely percy and kristin is definitely annabeth AHAH kind of like how daniel radcliffee, rupert grint, and emma watson had a lot of characteristics similar to their hp characters

like a little girl in the audience asked if anything embarrassing happened during the show today, and chris said that at the beginning of the act 2 he comes in wearing his backpack that ares eventually puts the lightning bolt in, but chris was wearing his real actual backpack with like his ipad and everything not the prop backpack lmao

granted there are some things in act 2 that i thought “hmm..”, namely some of annabeth’s internalized misogyny, the characterization of poseidon, and the luke/percy/scorpion biting scene, but overall it was so great and the most fun i’ve ever had at a musical. ever

they really got percy jackson right. they really did

* in no particular order, here are some of the other percabeth moments that i can remember:

in “the weirdest dream,” when percy is dream!seeing annabeth and he’s singing “is she real? / i must be dreaming / she’s floating close to me like an angel / or it’s seeming / this is weird / a good weird / i’ve never seen a face as beautiful as-” ok so while he’s singing this annabeth is ~floating~ in on a cart lmao (another creative prop) and she’s leaning over him and the lighting is so so so beautiful it’s all blue and green like underwater but when percy gets cut off the lighting changes to like regular yellow/orange daytime light when annabeth says, “you drool when you sleep.”

after killing medusa, percy and annabeth talk a bit right before annabeth sings “my grand plan” and she teaches percy how to correctly hold a sword and yeah it’s that trope like she puts her hand over his and like physically adjusts his shoulders and whew! the neat thing was, it wasn’t played off as romantic or anything, it was just a cute friends moment, and it was almost like just a little hint for people who know what percy and annabeth become later

and at the end of “my grand plan” when annabeth sings the last line, “someone will notice me,” she turns from the audience, who she had been singing to, and looks at percy like he’s the “someone” (!!).

and they eventually call each other by their nicknames, seaweed brain and wise girl.

#the lightning thief musical #percy jackson #me

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