"AHHH!" Percy yelled and tried to swipe away the big rock on his chest. He opened his eyes and stared at the huge rock pinning him down to the ground. His face distorted into a grimace. "Who put this on top of me?" Realisation dawned. "TIARA YOU BI$H where are you?"
"Did you call me?" A sweet voice sounded from above him.
Percy tried to focus his eyes as the rock on him suddenly took the form of a frail girl with long black hair running down her shoulders, covering her chest.
Percy's face drowned in the color of roses on a royal field. "What the…"
"Do you like me on top of you? Or under…?" She smiled sweetly and then stroked his cheek.
"Get off me!" He yelled louder and tried to move her but she was as heavy as the rock she had been a few seconds ago.
"Don't you want to kiss me? Don't you want to see my past?"
"I-"
Tiara leaned forward so their noses were touching. "Kiss me then."
