You had been kidnapped by a Cyclops. Great, just great. But that's not the worst part! The cyclops Polyphemus, who had kidnapped you had very poor senses. So he thought you were a female Cyclops and planned to marry you.

With the little dignity you had left, you refused. (Not a wise choice.) So when you did, he tied a rope around your waist and left you suspended above a huge boiling pot. Guess his plan changed from marrying you to eating you.

So right now he's outside of the cave, herding his sheep when you hear someone come in, footsteps not nearly as loud as a cyclops. You look down to see Percy Jackson from camp, a bewildered but amused expression on his face. You had a habit of telling him you had things under control whenever he offered to help you at camp.

He raises an eyebrow "You got this too or do you finally need my help?"