A/N: First story! I need feedback! I'm thinking of doing a Thalia one next :) (All one-shots probably)
Paul's POV
Before a Pegasus landed on my car, I thought Percy was playing a very bad, very unfunny, joke on me with Sally. And that was before a wall of fur just suddenly appeared in the apartment with my stepson and his friend in black. By then, I was getting use to weird demigod stuff, but when that very same Pegasus tried to fly in through the window? Urmm...
I was grading some English essays when I heard something that sounded like the world's largest fan outside the window in Percy's room. Sally had gone out to buy some groceries so it was just me and my laptop. And whatever was outside. Probably something to do with the gods and Percy, which really encouraged me to just ignore it and act like a mortal who didn't know a thing. Then I heard a crash and:
"Blackjack! Stop! Halt! No, that's just a window! Okay, good. I'll get you a donut some other time," Percy said, well, more like yelled.
"Percy?" I stood up and made my way to his closed door. "What happened this time?"
When I opened it, I found him on the ground with two other boys that looked like twins. The window was broken (for like the hundredth time) and there was a small black helicopter hovering on the other side of it. A helicopter and demigods? No, that's can't be right. Must be the Mist.
Percy scrambled up. "Hi Paul. Blackjack, you can go now. And stop calling me boss!"
After the helicopter/gods know what flew away, I focused enough to see that Percy and his friends were all standing up now. The two newcomers had curly brown hair, mischievous blue eyes, and upturned eyebrows that immediately made me check for my wallet. They were both cracking up and sniggering.
"Umm, hello? Are you all right Percy?" I asked uncertainly.
"Yeah, pretty good for someone who just went through a window. Oh, and these are my friends from camp-"
"Travis," said the taller one.
"Conner," the other one said.
"Stoll!" They said together.
"Hi." Real nice response, Blowfis. "I'm Paul Blowfis, Percy's stepdad. You guys can make yourselves comfortable and I'll just be in the living room marking some stuff."
" 'Kay, thanks Paul, and umm, we'll fix up the window." Percy said.
The three followed me out of his room and went into the kitchen. I checked my pocket again as I sat down in front of the papers. Drat! No wallet. I checked my other pocket. Double drat! No keys. Well, I had a pretty good idea who's responsible. When I got to the kitchen, the Stolls were pigging out on blue cookies with Percy and laughing.
"Percy," I asked. "Have you seen my wallet or keys around here?"
Travis and Conner laughed harder. Percy made a face.
"Hey, you two. Hand them over," he demanded. I leaned against the wall watching. This could be fun.
One of them smirked. "How're you gonna make us?"
"I'll chop your heads off."
"How're you gonna do that without..."
The other one held up a golden pen with Greek words on the side. "This?"
"Hey!"
Then they started arguing way too fast for me to decipher, when I realised they weren't even talking (swearing) in English. Percy started to chase them around the table when I finally decided to step in. I've seen him have a go with Thalia before and if these two were demigods, I didn't want to know what they could do against Percy.
"Stop," I put on my best teacher voice. "Percy, I really don't want to buy a new table set. And you two, give me back my wallet and keys."
Travis and Conner grinned before placing my possessions in my waiting hands. Percy grabbed his pen/sword out of Conner's pocket and thankfully didn't maim either of them.
"Sorry about that," Percy said apologetically. "Those two are sons of-"
"Hermes?" I guessed. "God of thieves."
"And messengers and travelers if you want to be nice," Travis (I could only tell because he was a few inches taller) put in, in a mock hurt voice. Percy snorted. I almost did so myself.
The front door opened and Sally appeared hauling in several bags of groceries. Percy and I stepped in to help.
"Thanks," she said, and gave me a peck. "Who are these two?"
"Mom, this is Travis Stoll, and that's Conner. They're sons of Hermes so keep your purse with you at all times."
Sally smiled. "Thank you for your warning." Then she said to the no good Stolls, "I'll order pizza for you boys if you want to stay here for dinner."
They gave identical wide toothy grins and said together, "Yeah, sure!"
I cleared my throat. "I'll be in the living room marking finally."
Conner gave me a sly smile, "You'll need this," and tossed me my blue permanent pen which I caught in surprise. I gaped at him.
"H-how did you-?" He and his brother had definitely not followed me to the living room. I swear they were with Percy the whole time. What?!
Travis (3rd Person POV)
Ha! That Blowfish guy's face? Priceless! Hmmm... this is really good pizza... and cookies. Oh, and that homemade apple pie? Yummy! Dang it. He's starting to sound like George the snake when he smells a rat now. Doesn't matter. To relieve his snaky feelings, Travis stole a few pens. Riptide, Blowfish's pen, the one sticking out of Mrs. Jackson's pocket, a stray one on the table, one on the floor, and one from Conner. Holy Hephaestus, there were a lot of pens around here.
Mrs. Jackson was asking Conner something and Blowfish had a hand on his wallet. Percy was eating like there was no tomorrow (which could totally be true for the brave and mighty demigods). Blah. No one's looking so might as well pull a prank. He accidentally on purpose dropped his fork and reached down to grab it. Then he hooked a wire from Percy's chair (two chairs away) around to Blowfish's (in between) and to his own. Four seconds. Blah blah. His record was half a second so he must be really out touch. Humph. Whoa! Double fudge brownies! Blue, of course. Yummy!
Travis's POV
Uhgg! Will someone just stand already? I set up the trip wire like 15 minutes ago.
"So, Travis," Sally started. "Are you two year rounders, or do you go to school?"
"Umm, we stay at camp usually, Mrs. Jackson."
She started asking a bunch of questions when finally, Blowfish stood to put his plate away. I was already trying to not crack up. This was gonna me sooo good! Ha, better yet, Percy's following him! They went exactly where the wire was and... CRASH! Good old Percy was stuck under Blowfish, who was stuck under a chair, which was connected to mine. Conner and I were laughing our heads off and even Mrs. Jackson was suppressing a smile. We shut up pretty soon because a wall of water splashed us in the face. Percy!
Paul's POV
I knew those two were trouble makers! They were polite enough, all right, but every teacher's nightmare. We would typically plop them up front in the first row and keep our hands near the detention slips. Most would, put I usually give them the benefit of the doubt and now look where that left me. My step son crushed under me! I was going to get revenge put it turned out I didn't need to because the faucet of the sink suddenly shot out water and crashed into to those Stolls. They were drenched from head to toe and looked pretty mad so I hurried to help Sally stop a demigod war in our really-too-small-for-warzone apartment.
I nonchalantly kicked them out after that.
