{3rd Person POV}
Olympus is the magnificent home of the Greek gods and goddesses. On Olympus is the throne room, which is where a few gods were having a meeting with the top dog himself, Zeus. The lightning god sat on his golden throne with a serious look on his face.
The meeting consisted of Apollo, Ares, and Hermes. The three gods each stood before Zeus.
There was nothing but silence at first until Hermes decided to break the ice.
"Why does Zeus have that ugly, mean look on his face?"
"His face always looks like that," Ares replied.
Apollo said," He has two ugly, mean faces. One is when he's upset and the other is his everyday look." He then turned around and asked Zeus, "Are you making your upset ugly, mean face or is that your everyday look?
Zeus heard the whole conversation," You guys could've, at least, whispered.
"You didn't answer my question."
Zeus' face started to contort and change into something that's best not to describe. "Listen! You three know why you're here. I've gotten over a thousand complaints for each of you."
Silence ensued. No one could speak.
"Medusa doesn't have anything on that face," Ares said.
"Just forget it." Zeus reached into his toga and pulled out a piece of paper.
Zeus interrogated each of them about every single complaint. They pulled pranks left and right on just about every single resident on Olympus. Some of them were so nice Zeus even complimented their brilliance.
"Well, I have come to a decision."
"Oh, I wonder what it is," Apollo said. Because of his laziness Zeus rarely gave out cruel punishments.
"I will temporarily strip you of your godly powers and have you live in the mortal world for three months."
{Percy POV}
"I'm proud of you son."
Dad and I were in my new house.
"It took some work but I got it," I said. Actually, it took four hours of sleep and six back to back jobs.
Ding-dong, it was the sound of my door bell. I got up to answer the door and when I opened it up I was surprised to see who it was.
"Hey, Percy."
"Julia? What are you doing here?" I gave her a hug. "Come in."
Julia Fury was the daughter of Nick Fury, the director of Shield. We met when I did a few missions with the Avengers.
"Dad, this is Julia."
"Hi, I've heard so much about you from Perce," she held out her hand.
Instead of shaking it he took hold of it and kissed it," Poseidon, but you can call me whatever you like."
I quickly took Julia's hand from his grasp. "I don't need any more siblings."
After that awkward situation, we all sat down in my living room and started to talk about my time at S.H.I.E.L.D. . After a while of laughing and talking I heard the doorbell again.
When I saw who it was I quickly slammed the door. I couldn't believe who was there.