forum Percy Jackson!

Started January 14, 2019 by @Hawkeye

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Trenton nodded, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. “Congratulations, you’re the second person to know after three years.” He responded dryly.

“I’m honored.”

“My father would have me strapped into a guillotine if he ever found out.” Trent sighed, tugging gently at a few strands of his wet hair.

Lydia felt her eyes widen, but then quickly realized that her foster mom would do the same. She rubbed her thigh unconsciously. “People suck sometimes.”

Trenton hummed in agreement, staring at the cards on the floor. He picked up the king of hearts, giving it a disdainful scowl as he turned it over in his fingertips. “It’s quite challenging when mother wants the complete opposite of my father.” He grumbled.

“Yeah.” Lydia thought for a moment, and then quietly said, “You know, I’ve never had two parents at once.”

Trent’s eyes widened. “Oh no, I didn’t mean my stepmom, I meant uh…” Unsure of how to word it, he just pointed upwards towards the ceiling with an awkward smile.

Lydia raised her eyebrows, then nodded. “Jeez, we’re kinda pathetic, aren’t we?” She asked jokingly.

“Very much so, yes.” Trenton chuckled. “I don’t suppose you also receive yearly visits from your godly parent on Valentines Day?”

Lydia stifled a laugh. “No, but one time my mother showed up in a back alley and beat up my foster mom.”

Trent looked at Lydia in shock. “Really?”

“Yeah…. that was NOT a good day. My foster mother was so drunk that she thought it was a hallucination.”

Trenton went quiet for a moment. “Let me hug you again.” He pouted dramatically and opened up his arms.

Lydia fell into the hug happily. “It’s not that bad.”

Trent hugged her tightly again. “That doesn’t mean I don’t worry for you.”

“You are literally one of the nicest people I’ve ever met.”

“I assure you that this is an exception. I tend to be… brash around others my own age.” Trent sighed.

“Well, then you’re the person who’s nicest to me.”

Trenton cracked a smile. “That’s because you don’t expect anything from me, dwarf. You’re very docile.”

“Docile?”

“Calm and kind.” He elaborated. “Not one to judge.”

“Oh.” Lydia smiled. “You need to come visit me back home. We’ll see how docile you think I am then.”

“I’m afraid I’m shipped off to Maine for boarding school right as the summer ends.” Trent’s smile faded. He hugged Lydia a little tighter.

“Thats not that far. I could catch the train and come see you.”

“Crossing state lines alone? Absolutely not. You could be putting yourself in a tremendous amount of danger.” Trent frowned.