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Title: The Daughters of Triton – The Family of the Sea

Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus

PJatO Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, of course. They are all copyright by the old Greeks. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Warnings: shounen-ai, human-turned-merman, mating, mpreg, explicit intercourse, anal, shoujo-ai, hetero, threesome

Main Pairing: Triton/Percy

Side Pairings: Frank/Hazel/Leo, Piper/Annabeth, Chris/Clarisse, Paul/Sally, Tyson/Ella, Poseidon/Amphitrite, Zeus/Hera, Hades/Persephone, Nico/Percy (onesided)

Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Clarisse la Rue, Chris Rodriguez, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Sally Blofis, Paul Blofis, Tyson, Ella, Mrs. O'Leary

Godly Characters: Triton, Poseidon, Amphitrite, Proteus, Benthesikyme, Cymopoleia, Rhode, Triteia, Calliste, Pallas, Zeus, Hera, Demeter, Hestia, Hades, Persephone

Own Characters: Attina, Fabius, Alana, Aquata, Arista, Adella, Andrina, Ariel

Summary: The princesses of Atlantis come to their mother to ask how their parents had come together. Now Percy has to explain to his children how he had turned into a merman, how he had slowly gotten closer to Triton and how he had in the end become the queen of Atlantis. The children develop a liking for the bedtime stories of their mother, as every night, Percy reveals another part of his past and his way to the throne of Atlantis and merman-hood.

The Daughters of Triton

The Family of the Sea

Prologue: Bedtime Stories

The sea was calm and warm, the city below the high palace was busy and loud as always. Watchful, sea-green eyes observed everything from the window of the royal bedroom in the palace overlooking Atlantis. Percy's back was straight as he was concentrated on his subjects outside. Sometimes, this whole life still seemed so surreal to him. Running a hand through his night-black hair, he turned his attention elsewhere. His tail was flipping beneath him, keeping him floating. His tail. A small smile found its way onto his face. A light blue, just as his skin. Being a merman certainly was different, but it was thoroughly worth every change.

"What are you thinking about, my queen?", whispered a dark, rough voice into his ear.

Shuddering slightly, Percy found himself leaning back against the broad and muscular chest of the green-skinned merman behind him. Strong arms circled his waist and pulled him closer.

"Our kingdom", replied Percy softly. "How was your day, my king?"

A teasing smile laid on his lips as he leaned up to kiss Triton's chin. The older merman grunted amused and leaned down to kiss Percy's neck and trail kisses along his collar.

"I love when you say that", whispered Triton, tightening his grip on the slim waist.

"What?", smirked Percy. "That it's our kingdom, or that you're my king?"

"Both, I suppose", chuckled Triton. "To answer your question, my day was... a rough one. You know how stubborn merfolk can be and how hard it can be to deal with their matters. Then again, I suppose your day was not much easier than mine. How are our children?"

"They are so close to going to bed", sighed Percy exhausted. "At least I hope so..."

"Say, is it my turn or yours?", asked the older son of Poseidon.

"Mine", smiled Percy and turned around to properly kiss his mate. "You, go and rest. I will be joining you in our bed all too soon. Hopefully at least."

"It would be better", whispered Triton into Percy's ear. "I have plans for you tonight."

"Plans...?", repeated Percy with sparkling eyes. "Now then, let me just go and tug our children in and I'll be right back for all of those... plans that you have in mind."

The king of Atlantis gave his mate a playful smirk as he slapped Percy's flank once in passing. Blushing a delicate purple, Percy swam past his husband and left their shared bedroom. Triton was definitely too horny. If Percy wouldn't watch it, he'd end up with a ninth child. As though the eight Triton had made him weren't putting up enough of a fight as it was. He entered the shared sleeping quarter of their children. They had tried with separate bedrooms, but in the end, all of them had been curled together in one room. Smiling softly, Percy swam up between the eight beds.

Attina was their oldest, of different shades of green just like her father. Twelve years old and yet she was already a responsible leader, always watching out for her younger siblings. Her black hair was put up into two pigtails that bobbed beside her head as she watched her mother's movement.

The next two beds were occupied by the twins, two nine-years olds that could not be more different. While Alana was mischievous and always up to no good, her twin Aquata was calm and thoughtful. They were complete opposites, which amused Percy considering that they were two complementary colors – Alana a dark purple and Aquata a dark yellow.

At the end of the room, Percy paused to look at his youngest child. Only four summers old and yet the toddler was making more problems than any other of his children. The name Ariel had truly been chosen wisely for the little red mermaid. Ruffling her hair, Percy continued the round.

On the other side of the room were the triplets. The pink-tailed Arista, orange-tailed Adella and brown-tailed Andrina. They had just started school at Camp Fish-Blood.

And then there was Percy's pride and joy. Their only son, Fabius. Their second oldest child, only a year younger than Attina. He had the same pale blue shade of body- and tail-color as Percy, but that was where their similarities ended. Fabius didn't have Percy's boldness or eagerness for battle. He was a shy boy, rather hiding behind his sisters than facing the world alone. Not that Percy minded. He loved that his children were so close and stuck together like that.

"Momma!", called Ariel loudly. "Momma, story!"

"So you children want a bedtime story, yes?", asked Percy amused.

The bedroom had a broad window front, showing the beautiful coral garden of the palace. In front of the window was a long and spacious couch with many cushions and pillows. As soon as Percy sat down, he had eight eager children attached to him. Ariel was sitting in his lap, staring up at him with wide eyes, the triplets were on one side of Percy and his other four children on the other. And he had been so happy to see them all in bed... He should have known better.

"Yes, mommy", nodded Arista and rested her pinkish chin on Percy's shoulder.

"What kind of story do you want?", asked Percy curiously, running his fingers through Fabius' blonde hair as the boy cuddled up to him. "A fairy tale? Or a myth of the old Greek days?"

"I wanna hear how mommy and daddy met", nodded Adella determined, wiggling her nose.

"Has auntie Annabeth been watching How I Met Your Mother with you again?", sighed Percy.

"Uhu", nodded Attina with a slight grin. "It made me wonder how you and daddy got together! I mean, you and daddy are brothers. I could never ever ever be with Fabius! Ew!"

"That's something different though", laughed Percy amused by their disgusted faces. "You guys are growing up as siblings too. Your dad and I... well, we had a different history, you could say."

"How?", asked Fabius softly, staring up at Percy with his sky-blue eyes.

"Well, for starters your dad is about a couple thousand years older than me...", started Percy.


Author's note: This is not going to be How I Met Your Mother. I won't be taking nine seasons before bringing Triton into this. It'll be partly in the present time and partly in the flashbacks of how Percy actually got together with Triton and had the eight adorable children he now calls his own. Mainly, this is because I always get so many demands for sequels for my Tritercy stories, so I figured, why not start at the end? The happily ever after and then get to that getting together part that always seems to demand a sequel.

I really shouldn't be starting new stories, but I'm missing my Tritercy, so I figured, as a birthday present to myself, I'd just take the time to write one. Going to regret that Monday morning when there is university stuff to do again, but for now, I'm pleased.