Olive Olive
~Olive~
I was hanging in a tree when I daughter of Athena passed by and like all olives like us I tried flirting but every time I tried she tuned me out and she seemed like she was thinking about something or someone else.
When she left I wondered if I would ever see her again, and I did she was here with a boy with sea green eyes and a satyr and they started hacking me and other olives saying stuff like:DIE DIE DIE or NO MORE FLIRTING.
Then we were all made into olive oil.
That's how I met Percabeth.
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