"Forget him," Circe tells you. "Join me and learn the ways of sorcery."

Percy, now tiny and trapped in a cage and a guinea pig, clawed at the tiny metal bars with his long, delicate claws. He had dranken a potion mistakenly, tricked by Circe—

The same goddess before you now, offering something rather hard to resist to most demigods. Power. She had given you a makeover, shown you the library on deck, brimming and overfilling with books on books on books... and now offered to make you a powerful sorceress.

Reet, reet, reet!

The sound echoed from the small cage. Percy's jeans (and other clothes) were in a pile in front of the mirror, with a small bottle of vitamin gummies from Hermes and Riptide, in pen-form.

"Now now, do not fret for him. He will be shipped to a kindergarten classroom before you know it! Guinea pigs make the best class pets." Circe proclaims, starting to lead you into another room. "On with our tour of this lavish ship, shall we?"

You can't leave him... right? Percy looked horrified at the thought.