I don't know how to cook and the last time I tried I almost burned the house down. So, I just heated up pop tarts in the toaster. I'm not even totally sure I know how to work a toaster and Annabeth makes fun of me a lot but seriously a toaster is high tech. 

Mom left early for work. Is she and Dean a thing? I don't know. I guess it is kind of hard to date a God like my dad. We don't have much food and my mom goes to work so often. I'm not bad off. I can just order pizza over and over again. 

I hear the doorbell knock. I turn the heat in the toaster down because I don't want anyone to see that I burned something, everything. I see Annabeth.

"Hey!" I smile.

"Hey... I found something worth showing you." She says. 

I see her wearing a giant purse. It's almost as big as me. What the heck does she have in there?

"Alright..." I open the door. 

"Why does it smell like strawberries?" She asks.

"I'm heating up pop-tarts. Want any?" I ask.

"If they aren't burnt, sure." She shrugs.

"Ha ha very funny." I say. 

She puts the purse on the table. She opens it and pulls out a large surfboard. Wait... it's not a surfboard, it's a scale. 

"That's a big fish scale." I say.

"It's not a fish scale. It's a dragon scale." She says.

"Was it near my house?" I ask.

"Yes." She says.

"Oh crap. I need to call Grover." I say.

"Percy, this is serious. I found these all over the woods near your house." She says.

"Dragons shed that many?" I ask.

"Yes." She says sternly. 

"Okay..." I draw back.

"Percy, this is the start of a battle from an ancient war." Annabeth says.

I look up at her.

"War?" I ask.