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Octavian sat in his temple at Camp Jupiter. It was winter and the stone floor was freezing cold (A/N I'm pretty sure Camp Jupiter is in Florida but let's just pretend winters are cold there) the only source of warmth was the fireplace, and his carnage, a pile of slaughtered stuffed animals. He grunted and let himself fall on the ground, he thought about earlier in the mess hall, where he had made a fool out of himself, he tripped over his tunica and everybody laughed, Percy laughed the loudest.
Percy Jackson his arch nemesis, since the day he came to camp, since he became praetor, after just one week. Octavian jumped up and rummaged through his old plushies, finally he found what he was searching for: Percys panda pillow pet. It was already ripped apart but Octavian still took his knife, trying to still his burning hatred towards Percy. He slowly raised the knife when all of a sudden he heard a loud voice. „Stop!!!”. Octavian turned around expecting to see a camper behind him. But no-one was there. He turned back to look at the panda. Could it really be?
No.
Impossible.
„Please don't hurt me again ”, the same voice said, a bit more quiet this time. It really was the panda pillow!!!
„y-you can talk?!”, Octavian asked hesitantly.
„well of course I can” came from the pillow.
Octavian sat down with the panda in his hand and looked at him puzzled, he had no idea what to make of the fact the panda had a consciousness but he figured it would make it even better to torture it, he just hoped the panda wouldn't scream too loud. But then the panda said something that would change Octavians life forever...
„ you can't just punish me for the things my former owner did. I'm not like Percy at all.”
„But he used to like you, did you see the look on his face when I slaughtered you?”
If the pandas eyes weren't made out of plastic he would've probably rolled them „As a matter of fact I did, but it's still unfair it's not my fault he likes me. I literally hate him”, the pillow exclaimed. Octavian smiled at him „finally someone at this camp with a little bit of sense left, Percy got them all wrapped around his finger” . The panda laughed, Octavian liked the sound of his laugh. The two of them ended up talking all night bonding over how lonely and misunderstood they were and making plans on how to take over the camp and take Percy down. As they were talking the sun started to rise Octavian grabbed the pandas hand and took him to a bench outside of his temple. It was bitter cold but they held each other warm. Octavian looked at the reflection of the sun in the panda pillows gorgeous eyes. „I'm really sorry I ripped your intestines out ”, he said and for the first time ever he actually meant his apology.