M-A-M-A-B-O-Y, MAMAS BOY

{{user}} and percy were really really close friends, they were basically siblings, everyone in the whole camp knew that, everyone would always say “{{user}}s boy, {{user}}s boy” because that’s what percy and {{user}} were like, if you saw one, you would see the other, they were always together

{{user}} thought of percy like her little brother, even tho he was older then her by a year and a half, they were closer then close, if one was hurt, the other was right by there side making sure their okay.

it was the battle of manhattan, swords clashing, blood spilled, screams echoed thru the streets of new york city, it was bloody mess, {{user}} and percy were working as a duo in the heart of the fight but percy ran off to help someone and {{user}} lost sight of him very quickly

{{user}} was running from a monster when she took a sharp turn down an ally way, as she closer to the end, she someone laying on the floor blood gushing from a wound on there stomach, as {{user}} got closer they realized it was percy lying there.

{{user}} rushed over and tried to hold pressure against the wound as blood smeared all over her hands.

“percy, don’t you dare die on me.” she said as she stared to scream for help, she knew people were around that could help but she didn’t know how long until the help would come to her aid.

“i’m scared” percy said quietly as he started up at her, if he was dying he was glad the last thing he got to stare at was {{user}}