AN: I do not own Percy Jackson nor will I ever sadly.

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I was mixing the blue dye in for our cookies when I finally made up my mind. Percy was now old enough for boarding school and I was going to send him it would break my heart to see him go but I had to, for his own good. Keeping him away from monsters was my top priority not keeping him close to me.

BUT NO! My overprotective mother side seemed to scream. How can you protect him when he is 40 miles away?

"The reason for sending him away is so that his sent is more spread out there for making him safer." Argued my sensible side as I plopped the dough in neat piles on the baking sheet and put it in the oven.

"And continued my conscience you don't need to have to worry about how Gabe is treating Percy when you're not home." That put a wrench in the whole keeping Percy home plan. I should never have married that ungrateful cigar smoking jerk BUT I had married him to keep Percy safe while he is home but now that Percy is older his sent will be increasingly hard to mask.

Ok, I had made up my mind. My own selfishness would only hurt Percy and attract monsters so to protect Percy I had to send him away and that was that.

As I set the timer for fifteen minutes my eyes drifted to the picture of me and Percy during his eighth birthday. I had taken him to a trampoline park and then we bought a blue ice cream cake. In the picture my sweet little Percykins had blue ice cream covering his face, whip cream in his hair and was smiling like a banshee. The moments like this are the ones you're going to miss if Percy goes to boarding said my conscience convincing me that leaving Percy would be the end of the world. Suddenly I broke down sobbing how I could even consider sending away my little smiling baby. I continued to cry until the cold reality of Percy's life hit me. If I don't send him away his smiling face could end up kibbles and demigod bits.

A knock at the door rattled me out of my thoughts.

"Mom I'm home," called Percy from the living room as he set his bag down on the table. "The weirdest thing happened at school today this one eyed man started stalking me on the playground. When I told the teachers he just growled like he had rabies. When he finally left no one believed me but he had one eye mom, one eye like those cyclops things we learned about in history." Ranted Percy waving his hands wildly then mid rant, about the evilness of teachers, he stopped, looked at me, and frowned.

"Mom," he asked his voice full of concern "what's wrong." He was concerned about me, my little Percy, after almost being attacked by a monster, was worried about me so I smiled and replied

"Nothing's wrong but..." I left off the end to let him guess.

"You made cookies!" interjected Percy excitedly as he darted into the kitchen like his life depended on it. I took the cookies out of the oven and served us the delectable treats. Well, Percy was with me for now.

AN: hope you all enjoyed this in all demigodishness peace out

[PS. Crown of Ptolemy comes out on the 12th I am so excited!]