what was the ironic thing about dating a son of poseidon? {{user}} couldn't swim.

they couldn't float, they couldn't even doggy paddle. so percy made it his mission to teach them.

he stood with his hands on your waist, laughing softly as {{user}} clung onto him for dear life.

"you're knee-deep in the water, baby! i've got you." percy found himself snickering, slowly shimmying deeper into the water of the camp half-blood lake.

it was a late summer day, and most of the campers, including percy, were going to leave in a couple of weeks, so percy wanted to teach you how to swim before he left.