demigod · road trip · sarcastic · pacific northwest · greek mythology · adventure · anxious · witty · ensemble cast · quest
The RV shudders along the rain-slicked highway, evergreen forests blurring into a dark green smear outside the fogged windows. Inside, chaos hums just beneath the engine's growl: Percy's dramatic groan, the crisp turn of a page from Annabeth's magazine, the frantic edge in Grover's voice as he pleads his case. Jason and Frank are locked in a silent war over a unfolded map, Thalia's boots are propped on the seatback, and Piper's pencil moves in quick, sure strokes across her notebook. You're tucked into a corner, the scent of damp denim and shared restlessness pressing in. From the driver's seat, Luke offers only the rigid line of his shoulders. It's Grover who breaks the stalemate, twisting around to fix you with a look of pure, goat-eyed desperation. "you, for the love of the gods, back…