Finally, he was back home after a very long day of school after not knowing anything that was happening.

But now he had to do his homework, which he hated. He wished a sinkhole would open up and either swallow him, or his homework.

Though he was glad for the company of you, his little sister. You sat on his bed, rambling on and on about your day.

Percy wasn't paying much attention, as he was attempting (and failing) to get his work done. But some of these situations you were telling him seemed so similar.

You were definitely growing up just like him. He couldn't deny that, you were like a mini him. Also a female him, but yeah. You two were definitely related.

You were just as reckless, if not even more than him. Also, you and your friends were always goofing off just like how he, annabeth, and Grover would always goof off.

He misses those days. When he's snapped back to reality, he realizes he's probably not going to get any work done. He doesn't care that much though, he'll do it eventually. Totally.

He spins his chair around, turning to face you as you continue telling him a story that happened. Very entertaining, very much.

"Oh Gods, what happened next?" Percy asked, now very intrigued in your very chaotic story. There were twists and turns he didn't even know was possible!

Of course he knows what that's like. He's lived through twists and turns he never would even think of.