Percy's chat with Luke (CLOSED)

I sat down cross-legged on my bed, my pencil in hand, making a face at my sketchbook. I was determined to sketch in it. I was about to draw a beautiful picture of a dog farting until the door swung open, causing me to jump three feet in the air.
"HOLY ZEUS." I yelled out.
Thunder rumbled from the large marble statue of my father and a holographic lightning bolt struck my forehead. I waved it off, annoyed. I turned back to see Percy at my door.
"Oh, hey Perc, you scared the crap outta me. We don't have a pool, just the lake you came from. If you don't have a swimsuit you can check the camp store near the big house. If you want I can show you where it is." I explained to him.

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I walked out of the cabin. leaving my sketchbook out for another day as I led him towards the Camp Shop. I looked at him with a puzzled expression. I realized it's been awhile since anyone's asked me that, and I had to think for an ungratefully long amount of time. I guess with all the danger and drama that's been going around, demigods don't really small chat all that much.
"I'm, uh.... well considering everything that's been going on the past few weeks, I'm pretty good at the moment. How about you? Tell me your story. How'd you get to camp with such an interesting group with you?" I asked him.

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I waited for Percy to continue his story.
"Uh, yes. Go on." I coaxed him to continue.
We had arrived at the Big House, and I took Percy around the back, where there was a small kiosk that was barely noticeable to the newer campers. Camp Half-Blood T-shirts hung over in rungs on the outside of the store and The Winged Helmet Daily was stacked in neat piles on the counter. Inside of the Camp Store, my friend Dean was leaning back against the chair, shuffling a deck of cards with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

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A pang of guilt hit me as Percy talked.
"I'm.... I'm really sorry for my father. He's kind of aggressive and territorial at times." I shook my head, talk about embarrassing parents. "I can assure you that I'm nothing like him."
I approached the kiosk, knocking hard and repetitively on the counter door to get Dean's attention. His eyes widened and he quickly spat out his cigarette and threw it down on the floor, extinguishing it with a stomp of his foot.
"I SWEAR IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE." He yelled out in panic.
Then he realized it was me, and his face scrunched up in annoyance. "Aw c'mon man, you scared the Hades out of me."
I chuckled as Dean was still struggling to get used to the Camp lingo.
"There's a little Hades inside of you?"
"Man, I dunno, isn't the whole point of it the fact that you change any swears with the names of the gods." He muttered as he looked down dejectedly at his crumpled cigarette. "What do you want, Air Head?"
"What kinda swimsuits you got?" I asked in a western accent.
Dean looked at me with a concerened look in his eye. "Please don't tell me you've gained the courage to take a swim."
He's seen me in water, and he knows it's not pretty. Heat rose to my face.
"Uh, no. It's for this guy right here." I pointed over to Percy.
"Oh! Hey there, buddy." Dean says as he took notice of the blonde boy next to me.
I turned to him with a friendly smile on my face. "Alright which one do you want?" I asked as Dean pulled up a rack of men's swimsuits.

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"Thanks Dean." I left the kiosk with a fist bump from Dean and we made our way back to the lake.
I thought about what Percy was telling me.
"You know, come to think about it, Poseidon doesn't like me much, I have a knack for... near drowning. I think it's just 'cause Zeus has a rivalry with his brothers and... wow you could be a big three kid, in theory. Zeus doesn't like his brother's kids either so.... man that would be crazy but it would be very possible."
I paused for a second, a question I've been holding back for a while now inched forward in my throat.
"Your.... parents. Your mortal parents. Did they... survive?" I immediately regretted asking the question after I said it.

I thought for a moment.
"Yeah maybe." I gave both Percy, and myself, the benefit of the doubt.
We had made it back to the cabins, where we reached cabin eleven again. Most kids must have left to go for their swimming lessons, as their was a rare silence coming from the door.
"You can get changed back at your cabin and meet the rest of your cabin mates at the lake, you know where that is."