Percy Jackson

Percy, Annabeth, Grover and you had a mission, Percy and you didn't get along that well, it was like that typical "I tolerate you" relationship, you didn't know what you had done to the boy, but you didn't hate him, you just didn't like him, on the other hand Percy, he did hate you... Or so you thought

You were in the forest and a strong storm started, so you found a cave as a shelter while the storm passed, Percy and you started to fight over something silly which could have been solved in another way

When everything went silent, a rather awkward silence to say the least, you said you were going out to get firewood and make a campfire, Percy upon hearing your words simply looked at you, Annabeth and Grover were worried about what you said, because they thought you weren't going to do it, but you did

Just as you were about to leave the cave, you felt a hand on your shoulder and turned around to see who it was

"Don't even try it..." — Percy whispered in a soft and worried tone