Percy P.O.V

"Oh, Percy, I'm so happy for you!" My mother, Sally Jackson said as she smiled up at me.

"I wish you the best of luck," Paul said as he gave me a pat on the back.

I frowned down at them, "Why would you be happy?"

"You just got offered a chance to be the chef for Zeus Inc. Percy this is huge!" Beamed Paul.

"I didn't spend six years in school to become a butler," I said in distaste.

"You won't be their butler, Percy. You'll be their personal chef," my mom said in a disapproving voice.

"Yeah, well, same difference." I said waving them off with my hand.

"There is a difference. They'll probably pay you like a grand a week, this may be a good opportunity for you Perce, you should consider it," Paul persisted further.

"Haven't you heard? The Grace's penthouse is like a convention center! They have so many people living there, so much to cook for." I said shaking my head.

"Look, you don't have to work there forever, but for now that's a good option for you." Said my mom.

"Listen to your mom, Percy. What are you going to do, sit around waiting for Gordon Ramsey to select you too be on Masterchef?" Paul questioned, quirking an eyebrow.

"No," I said rolling my eyes. "I just don't want to fall in love with being the personal chef for a family of rich people, then never want to leave!"

"Percy that won't happen. Once you're their chef you'll get noticed by a lot of big important people, and opportunity will soon come your way," my mom said trying to persuade me.

"What good could it hurt to just go in for the interview?" I asked sighing knowing that mom and Paul had one this one.

"Aw, that's my little man," my mom said pinching my cheek.

"You'll get the job with no problems," Paul said patting my back as they both walked out the apartment door.

I sighed exasperatedly. Just like mom and Paul, force me to do something that I have no interest in, then leave me to figure things out on my own! I'm just a confused little boy! (A twenty-two year old little boy, but whatever!)

I trudged over to my bedroom and flopped onto my bed.

This all started the day after I got my degree in culinary school, a man in a black suit showed up at my door and handed me a letter. It was from the Grace family, or at least one of their secretaries. Apparently my teacher sent them a letter of recommendation for me, which was nice of him and all but I honestly don't want to be a butler to the Grace's, I've heard that they were ruthless in the business world, and snobby in the real one. Not the best combination of qualities you can find in a person. But my mom and Paul were right, working as there Personal Chef could open up a lot of opportunities for me. Plus they'll probably pay me a lot, considering that I basically have to feed a whole circus!

I actually tried to hide this from them, but then a letter came in the mail informing me to hurry up and book an interview with Zeus.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and called my friend Grover. Grover was a Conservation Scientist for Zeus Inc. So I was pretty sure he'd be glad to hear that I was planning to sign aboard.

I dialed his number and the phone rang three times before he picked up.

"Hello?" Grover's voice rang out.

"Hey G-man, what's good?" I asked.

"Hey, Perce. What's up?"

"Oh, nothing. I got offered a job as the new Personal Chef for Zeus Inc. Just thought I should tell you about it," I said casually.

"Really?!" Grover's voice called excitedly. "Man, you are going to love working there! Sure Zeus isn't the friendliest, neither is Hera or any of their guests, but everyone else? They are all awesome! One you get to no them that is. I even met a girl that you might even be perfect for."

I could just picture his face wiggling his eyebrows at me. Grover, my mom, Paul, Nico, all of them. They were always trying to hook me up with people.

"Look, man. I'm really not looking for a relationship right now," I said while shaking my head even though I knew he couldn't see me.

"Just give her a chance, I know you two will hit it off immediately," Grover urged.

"Yeah, whatever." I said rolling my eyes.

"Look Perce, I gotta go. Good luck with the interview, you'll do just fine," Grover said and after that he hung up the phone without even saying good bye.

I decided that I'd take a five minute nap and then call the secretary and tell that I wanted to come in for an interview.

"5 minutes" turned into six hours. By now it was five o'clock in the afternoon and I decided that I'd call the number on the business card I received. The phone rang twice before being answered.

"Zeus Inc. Chiron speaking." A deep voice rang.

"Urr, yes um hi," I said awkwardly. "This is Percy Jackson, calling about the job opening as personal chef."

"Ah, yes Percy, I understand this job was offered to you last week, correct. Zeus isn't a man that likes to be kept waiting you know. We can skip the job interview. You're hired. Anyone who can get a recommendation from Dionysus can have this job any day," Chiron said in a clear voice.

Ah, so it was Dionysus that suggested me for this job, he was one of the final examiners in culinary school. I thought he hated me, maybe I was wrong.

"Okay, when do I start?" I asked.

"Come by tomorrow to the penthouse and we can talk then, the address is on the card I believe."

"Yes it is," I said.

"Great. So I can expect to see you tomorrow around noon-ish?"

"Yes," I replied confidently.

"Great, see you then!" Chiron said as he hung up.

The next day.

As I was driving to Zeus' penthouse my phone started to ring. I looked down at my phone, and sighed when I read the caller ID. It read, Poseidon.

I sighed as again as I answered the phone and put it on speaker.

"Want do you want old man?" I asked.

"Perseus-" He started but I interrupted him.

"Don't call me that!" I snapped.

"But it's your name," he said with what I think was supposed to be concern.

"Yes. But if you were ever around you'd know that I hate being called that," I stated.

Poseidon huffed.

"Percy," he emphasized trying to control his temper, "I understand that you just graduated culinary school."

"That's correct." I said flatly.

"Well, I would like to open a chain of seafood restaurants and I would like you too be head chef." I could hear him smiling.

What? Did he think that he could bribe me, after all of these years? Hell no.

"You're only opening this food chain because you don't want me working with Zeus," I said with a cold edge to my voice.

"Perseus, Zeus is a cold hearted man. Don't fall for his tricks." Poseidon said sternly.

"I know what I'm doing, old man," I sneered. "I didn't need you looking out for me then. I don't need you looking out for me now."

And with that I hung up the phone. I was absolutely infuriated. How dare he try to come into my life all of a sudden! Where was he for the other twenty-two years? He left my mom for another woman one year into their marriage. Left her pregnant. Pregnant with a baby boy. He only started coming around when I was fourteen to try and introduce me to the family business. He owns a huge marine life franchise, passed down to him from his father. He wanted me to be the head of the family business, but there's no way I'd ever do that. Not after what he did to my mother. I admittedly was into marine science back then, but not anymore. That's why I went to culinary school, I believed that there was no way he could link cooking to aquariums, but I was wrong. But it doesn't matter, as long as he doesn't find out that I also have a degree in business.

A/N: This was my first time writing a mortal pjo story. What'd you think about it? This story was inspired by the Silverloc303 story 'The Nanny and The Butler'.

P.S. The title of this story will probably be changed.