The last thing Percy had expected was company. No, actually the last thing Percy had expected was a guy in a leotard to melt out of the crowd. "Isn't it a little late for Halloween uh..Spiderman?" Rubbing his green eyes for a moment he blinked. Spiderman was still by his side. What next would Batman think he was an escaped prisoner in orange and try to arrest him? As if his life really needed to be weirder he was now talking to Spiderman. Or at least some guy who thought he was Spiderman.
"What happened to New York?" Who better to ask then Spider Pajamas if he really was legit. New York was supposed to be Spider's home turf. Percy had never been into comic books really, but he wasn't totally disconnected from pop culture. He saw the movies. "Please don't tell me your name is Tobey." He smirked as he folded his arms and looked him over. Maybe it was still a dream.
Most of his dreams were nightmares, and none of them involved Spiderman. If this was a dream, no way he was telling anyone. He'd get laughed out of camp. Mr.D already thought he was a trouble maker, he really didn't need to paint more of a target on his back for the Wine God. The entire Ares cabin already hated him as it was and probably planned all this as some kind of revenge prank against him for constantly one upping them and making an enemy out of their father Ares, the God of War.
Nobody seemed to pay much attention to the kid talking to Spiderman, almost as if it was normal. Which was freaky in it's own right. "What's going on?"