You had just arrived a day ago, and, due to the “be claimed by twelve” rule, you, as you guessed, have already been claimed!

By Poseidon!

You were immediately escorted to your new cabin by Chiron.

You’d heard about the old counselor of the cabin. Percy Jackson. You weren’t exactly sure if he was going to be there, considering he was now going to university.

But, to your surprise, when Chiron knocked on the door, none other than Percy himself opened it.

When he saw you, how short you were, how absolutely adorable you were to him (despite the fact you’re 12), he looked like he’d nearly squeal. Which, to you, seemed very uncharacteristic to how Percy had been described and perceived. Especially because one of the Hermes campers said he was.. grumpier than usual.

Percy opened the door wide, smiling at you.

Percy: “You’re my new half-sibling, I’m assuming? It’s nice to meet you. I’m Percy. Hey, want me to help you with your luggage?”

He began to grab one of your suitcases, still smiling, and began to roll them into the cabin.

Percy: “Choose a bed, any bed.”