Percy p.o.v

             This whole week I have about two hours a day of nothing. I did everything I needed to do this week last week, so I have about fourteen hours to do whatever the hades I want. Should I spend them trying to catch up on my sleep that I've missed in the past, I dunno, six, seven years? Should I do my summer assignments that I can not read for shist without Annabeth? Or should I take up a new hobby? I'll go with the last one. The other day Leo asked me if I was good a watercolor. I had no idea what that meant. So I asked him, he said that it was painting, but the colors were so diluted with water that the colors are kinda transparent. I told him that I didn't know if I was good or not, and he seemed pretty upset with it, but then he asked me a bunch of other questions that I ignored.

         And now here I am, Monday after lunch, in front of Apollo's cabin debating if I should really try water color.  I made up my mind to ask if Will could teach me tomorrow when the door opened to said demigod. Great.

          "Oh, hey Percy, do ya need something?" He asked.

          "Um, I was wondering if you could teach me how to paint with water color? Since your a child if Apollo and he's the god of art and stuff," I replied. "You don't have to, I was just wondering."

            "Sure! Come on in!" He sad and opened the golden door.

             Inside was piles of instruments, music stands, a piano, easels with paintings in various stages of completion, the beds were pushed against the back wall to leave space for all the other stuff. Posters of famous singers and artist decorated the walls. Murals and and graffiti lined the four walls, floor, and some parts of the roof. It reminded me of Rapunzels  tower from Disney. Hey don't judge, I like a good fairytale movie.

         Will led me to the area with the easels and art supplies. He moved a half finished canvas of an easel and placed a small one in its place. Then going over to a big closet inter corner he rummaged through it for a few minutes then pulled out a box and some brushes. Placing it on the floor next to the easel, he grabbed a cup of murky brown water and dumped it in the sink next to the closet and filled it again with clean water and put it on the ground with the other stuff he grabbed. Picking up two brushes, he gave one to me and showed me how to hold the brush for different strokes and the different darkness for the paint to show.(A/N I am not in art, so I don't take it. Please don't get mad at me if I say something wrong.)

       After about twenty minutes of me hold the brushes in awkward positions, he  opened the box and pulled out a pink color. Taking if the lid, he dipped the brush in the water, and then rubbed it against the dry paint cartridge. Will put the brush on the canvas and did a simple stroke. At the beginning of the pink line, the color was a dark fushia then it faded into a a light rose pink. He gave the brush to me and told me to try it, so I did. Doing the same thing as him, but it wasn't as graceful or pretty. But hey, I tried.

           I smiled sheepishly at the blonde and he laughed and waved at off. Then told me to keep trying till I had an easy fluid motion. And I did. I used every brush and every brush position and eventually it made more relaxed and 'graceful' but not as graceful as Will or another Apollo child. Before I noticed, the two hours were already up. I looked shocked cause I didn't realize how time had just flown by so quickly. Putting the brush in the cup of water, I told Will thank you and I asked if I can come tomorrow and the rest of the week. He didn't mind and gave gave me permission to come in whenever I wanted to practice my 'skills.'

      Leaving the cabin I made my way to the sword arena to teach some newbies sword fighting. This week is going to be interesting.

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             3rd p.o.v.

     Everyday for  he past week, Percy had gone into the Apollo cabin to paint. Some days when the class he was teaching ended early, he went to go paint. He ate lunch quickly and always left in a hurry. And it wasn't like Percy wasn't trying or getting worse at the hobby, he was getting really good. Maybe it was because of  he fact that the paint solution was more than half of water, or he just had a natural affinity for the arts. Either way, by the fourth day, he was able to start making his own painting. Mixing the brush techniques and use water manipulation to make art that was almost at rival with the Apollo campers.

      He'd picture the scene in his head, the one he wanted to make front the very beginning, and went to work. Paint made its way onto the blank canvas in dark and light stokes, with a multitude of colors. During his painting sessions, music filled the room. From either the radio the the corner from up-top the closet or from the Apollo kids playing their instruments. Percy felt relaxed and at ease decorating the canvas with his thoughts and feelings.

During the week, Percy's friends started getting worried. Wondering why the son of Poseidon was avoiding them. They asked everyone if they knew what Percy was doing. They said they didn't know. Well, actually, not all of Percy's friends knew where he was. Nico knew where he was because one day he went to go and hand out with Will and he saw his cousin singing along to a French singer painting to his hearts content.

Annabeth asked Nico if they knew where Percy was he led them to the Apollo cabin, then left to go look for his son of Apollo. Opening the door, the rest of the seven saw the black haired son of the sea god humming along to Imagine Dragons. Black, Blue, purple, and multiple colors swirled around him and splashed on to the canvas, leaving a permanent 'scar' on the white area. The brush in his hand twirled and spun in circles as he contemplated where to add more color.

         "What's he doing?" Leo whispered and tip-toed into the cabin hiding behind a bass.

          "I think he's planing on how to take out the whole camp," piper said following his footsteps and hiding behind the piano.

           "Pipes scoot over," Jason said and hid behind the piano too.

            Frank turned into a hamster and hid with Hazel, who went behind the bass as well. Annabeth took cover in the music closet in the corner and watched her boyfriend paint. The music from the radio was turned down, but it was really loud due to the quiet atmosphere. Percy stated to sing along with the song and he danced as well. They were surprised that Percy could sing, and dance. But they were still focused on what he was painting. Leo and Hazel moved the bass forward so they could see. And it made the loudest sound ever. It made everyone almost catch their breath, almost.

       Percy turned around riptide in its sword form pointed towards the bass. The water around him elongated and spun quickly turning almost into an arrow. He crept closer and closer to the bass and a determined look was set on his face. After coming a few steps closer, Leo couldn't handle it anymore. He jumped out from behind the bass and quickly apologized and prayed not to be killed.

"Leo?! What are you doing here?!" Percy questioned

"I-I wanted to know where you go off to everyday," Leo confessed. "You're always gone around this time and I was getting curious."

"You could've asked, but how did you know that I was in here?" Percy asked again.

"Nico," Leo replied. "Oh and the others are here too."

"Leo!" Piper yelled. "We weren't supposed to get caught." She sprang up from behind the piano, Jason in tow.

"Wha?!" Percy said surprised.

"Oh and Percy," Annabeth said coming out from the closet. "Don't keep secrets or else this will happen. And I didn't know you could sing"

"Well, one, it was supposed to be a surprise," he confessed. " and two, that's a story for another day."

"Since we're here, can you show us what you've been working on?" Hazel asked.

         "I-I guess,"Percy replied. "I mean it's done, but,um..."

            "Come on show us!" Piper and Leo said simultaneously.

          "Fine,"  he obliged and walked to the easel, the rest of the seven following.  He cleaned the area he was working at so that they all could see.moving the various cups of water and paints. Brushes and a multitude of equipment were placed on tables, the stool was moved as well.

         The painting was of the seven,except Nico and Reyna because he had a different idea for them. They were split in half side by side. A determined look dawned their faces,not Leo because he's Leo. Annabeth had her necklace with her thirteen beads, her wavy blonde hair was in a ponytail that laid on her shoulder. A purple and blue background was behind the daughter of Athena as she wore her camp shirt.

   To the right of her was Frank. His Camp Jupiter shirt and his military cut hair was placed in front of an orange kind of color. Next to him was Hazel on the far right. Her unruly curled hair was colored and painted perfectly and it went well with her    camp shirt and light green-yellow background.  On the right side was Leo. His chocolate brown curly hair and elfish ear were perfectly remade on the canvas, he wore his usual camp shirt under the white button up and brown suspenders. A light orange background to reflect the fire benders abilities.

         Next to him was Piper and her multi-colored eyes and choppy chocolate brown hair. Percy has to admit, but, trying to get her eyes just right was a challenge. A hard one. But it was fun.  Behind her was a very light shade of pink. In the column to the right was Jason. His bright blonde hair and sky blue eyes were an easy task, but the clothes that he was wearing were tough, for Jason belonged to both camps. A camp half-blood shirt was under a Roman purple toga, though you couldn't really see the rest of it. The picture of Jason even had his lip scar which Leo found funny. The background for that his was a baby blue color that was close to the shade of his eyes.

         And last but not least was Percy. His untamable black hair was all over the place. Bright sea green eyes, camp shirt, and the number of beads were perfect. And the his column color was green.

         The others looked at the painting was disbelief that Percy could be this talented. Setting their gaze away from the price of art, they focused on the son of Poseidon who was sitting on a stool playing with green water. He stayed like that for a good two minutes before noticing the others, he willed the water back into the cup and sheepishly smiled at the others. "It's not good, huh?" He said.

"And I'm mentally stable," Leo answered. "Dude your arts amazing!"

"yeah, I agree," Jason said. "I like the way you made me look"

"heh, thanks guys," Percy replied and was going to say something but his wristwatch rang with an alarm. "Oh, I have to go and teach people, so bye."

"We should get going too," Piper admitted.

Together they all left to go do their daily lives and such. But of course Percy came back the next day to start working on the Nico portrait.