Hey! This is my first story, so go easy on me, okay? There is no necessary pairing in this story, just maybe a bit of mentioned Percabeth, because this is more about the Olympians trying to act like a family. I hope it is okay. Constructive criticism is welcome.

So, here we go! Enjoy!

To Be Godly Parents

Prologue

Percy Jackson was annoyed, to say the least.

The Satyrs were bringing in new campers by the hour, and he couldn't tour all of them! Annabeth was on Olympus, designing some temple for Apollo, poor Rachel was spewing prophecies for over-enthusiastic campers, who were practically begging for quests, and kept knocking her head when she collapsed. All his friends (including The Seven) were busy doing some random 'important' stuff. And, to top it all off, the Olympians would just not stop badgering him to go on un-necessary quests! Sometimes to different countries! They, unfortunately, didn't seem to understand that he couldn't just fly (thanks a lot Uncle Z), nor could he just teleport there and back with a silly snap of his fingers and be done with it.

Percy groaned in frustration, letting his head drop onto the top of a sand dune. The Gods definitely needed to learn how to do the things that were important to mortals. He wondered what would happen if the gods bothered to drop down from their thrones and tried to act like mortals for a week. Percy sighed comically, running a hand through his ever-messy hair, looking around the beach tiredly. He had managed to get through the day and slip away from the curious new campers, and he was just trying to relax, watching the sunset. The Gods needed to stop looking down on the mortals; things were hard for them (especially if they had to raise a monster-attracting demigod on their own). In fact, Percy bet that the Gods wouldn't be able to raise a trouble-maker, dyslexic, ADHD demigod on their own without difficulty.

Wait! That's it! Percy thought. What if he told the Olympians to raise a toddler? Him... But younger, obviously. A not-technically-real, two or three year old version of him, whose feelings and emotions he could influence...

A plan worthy of a child of Athena formed in his mind (Annabeth would approve) and it would probably work (if the Olympians didn't incinerate him for it) and maybe, just maybe, it would make the Olympians help their mortal lovers out more...

But first, he had to talk to someone who could make it work...

Sorry it's a bit (okay, very) short, but this is just the prologue. A question: More frequent but shorter updates or slightly less frequent but a bit longer updates?

Please leave a review on your way out! Thanks and bye for now!

~Zokee Chaos :)