A few weeks later, Annabeth was asking Lizzie how she ended up at camp since there wasn't anyone, demigod or satyr guiding her, which was surprising to everyone because from what she said, she lived in Massachusetts, and that was a long way to get alone with no weapons or help.

"Hey, Percy! Come over here really fast..." Annabeth called, the look on her face was one that Percy had seen a few times, shock.

Percy walked up and stood behind Annabeth, who leaned into him slightly. "What's up, Wise Girl?"

"You should probably hear this... Lizzie honey, you followed a puppy?"

"Yea, he was pink and he had a collar, but I couldn't read it, he had curly fur." Percy stopped breathing for a minute, taking this in, noticing Annabeth had the same reaction. The poodle that Percy was forced to say hi to all those years ago, had helped a new child of Athena, for five years, or possibly longer.

This dog might just be a gift from the gods. This dog could be a very good gift, but a very bad sign, because the last demigods it had helped, still had a worse future than they yet to face, a very difficult trip over the next two years...

And this child might have a very difficult future ahead of her- and this guess was due to the poodle that a friend they would soon gain used to own. This poodle named Gladiola.

(A/N) 240 words, sorry its short, the idea popped into my head, and I wrote it in a very short amount of time while on a call with hephaestus_dam_kid, also

Hi honey, love you 💙💚

thx,

xoxo Annabeth