Cursed Heroics

She was about to apologize…

…but that would ruin it even more.

Instead she whispered: “This is yer conscience, Seaboy. Y’never heard me at all.”

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Hazel rolled her eyes in irritation. “What’s Arion saying this time?”

"There is nothing wrong with the smell. They smell like they’re suppose to! Fresh." There was a pout, as she scooped up her ketchup drowned breakfast and shoved a spoonful at the other.

A dark eyebrow arching as if in challenge. “Are you telling me, that the great son of Poseidon, can’t handle some eggs? I bet you would eat’em if they were blue.” 

     Percy recoils and pretends to gag, snickering under his breath as he pushes the spoon away.

"You’re saying this is gross?”

"Come on Percy! I didn’t peg you to be easily grossed out!"