"I'm home, mom!", I yelled as I entered my mom and my small apartment. The last day of school had ended, and I was looking forward to camp more than usual. Grover and Annabeth would be coming to pick me up and together, we'd take a taxi (which, much to my dismay, would be The Gray Sister's Taxi).

"Are you finished our blue snacks???", I walked into our "white-and-wood" styled kitchen. My mom, Sally, had been known for making blue meals. Even though she had pretty much proved her point that "Food can be any colour, including blue", she kept on with her habit.

"Oh hi honey! Are you getting ready for-", Sally beamed as she was cutting some parsley. Suddenly, her husband and my new dad, Paul Blofis, entered the room. She continued on, "camp?". Both mom and I smiled weakly, as we were thinking about the same thing.

It had been a whole month since the marriage, I thought. We HAD to tell Paul the truth. Though what if he couldn't handle it, or didn't believe it? I could picture it now. It could be as bad as Smelly Gabe! And by the way, Smelly Gabe was NOT pretty…. And he still isn't!

Sally smiled at Paul, signaling one moment. He probably understood her, since he knew I would be going to some summer camp, and she'd want to reassure herself that he would be alright. A normal Mom thing to do, Paul probably decided.

"Hun? I packed everything when you were at school. Riptide should be right in your pocket, I'm assuming. Grover and Annabeth are waiting downstairs. But I have one thing to ask you, and it's not about me changing my or your last name to Blofis. Should we –", Sally whispered.

"Tell Paul? I know mom. I've been frustrated about it too. I think he ought to know – keeping secrets isn't my thing", I read mom's mind.

Together, we carried my suitcase and duffel bag. It was the time I was most anxious about – and most scared about.

"C'mon Perc. Uhh, Paul, Percy's taxi is here.", Sally looked down.

"Wait!", I ordered, alarming Paul. "I have something to say. I'm not what you think I am".

"What are you talking about, Percy?", Paul questioned. "I knew there was something different about you – you weren't lying when you said that you didn't burn the school down. Even if you did, it wouldn't be on purpose. And what about that guy who came to your birthday party? Actually, both guys? One was like very hyper and the other ones' name was POSEIDON!".

'I have an explanation for that, Paul-", I started.

Paul came closer to me and grabbed his hand gently. "You can call me Dad… Perc", Paul nervously stared at me.

"Okay", I blankly said. I shivered. I really wasn't used to those kind of moments…

"Umm, so Dad, gotta know that… I'm demi-god. The Ancient Greek Olympians exist. So do monsters, Cyclopes, titans and other creatures. And not to startle you, but, Kronos is trying to take over the world", I grabbed my duffel bag and glanced at the shocked Paul Blofis. Suddenly, Paul's shock turned into a smile.

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"I'm outta here. You guys must be mad. But one thing I'm right about: your 'half-brother' is an immature giant?"; I thought this was what Paul was going to say.

"Good to know. Perseus Jackson, meet Paulterai Blofishia, I'm your half-brother."