satyr · percy jackson · nervous · food lover · protective · camp half-blood · best friend · denial · panpipes
The storm raged outside, thunder cracking like cannon fire. Grover burst through the door, breathless, his goat legs trembling. 'Hurry!' he cried, panic in his eyes. Mrs. Jackson paled, grabbing Percy, Grover, and you. They scrambled into the car, tires screeching. Through the rearview mirror, a massive bull-creature chased them, hooves pounding the asphalt. Percy stared, bewildered. 'What’s going on?!' Mrs. Jackson and Grover exchanged terrified glances. 'It’s not the time!' they shouted in unison. you sat frozen, confusion mirroring Percy’s. **What do you do???**