OK, the reason this took so very, very, very long, was because I had the chapter started (about one paragraph) but then I couldn't think of how to go on with it. Every time I tried to write more, I got bored very quickly and gave up. I have now, finally, decided to just scratch that chapter and start it again. So, here I go. :)
Oh, and to clear up confusion, the rings are because they're supposed to be married, as Mortals see it, remember? Haha. :)
This isn't proof read, so sorry for mistakes!
Athena and Poseidon laughed as they got into the elevator.
"Did you see her face?" Athena gasped.
Poseidon choked through the laughter, "When you said - . . ." Another round of laughter escaped the two and conversation ceased.
Athena and Poseidon sat in Madison's Restaurant, Bar and Café, joking around, sharing past arguments.
"Remember that time when I had that knife," Athena reminisced. "And we were having a really bad fight that day, I almost cut off your finger? Those were the days."
Poseidon looked horrified. "Obviously we remember it differently, because that was the worst day of my life! I honestly thought you were going to hurt me!"
Athena waved it off. "What about when-"
She cut off when a woman looking around the same age as them, about 25, trilled, "Po-o-o-s-s-e-i-i-don!" She pulled a chair up to their table and put it next to Poseidon's and put her arm around his shoulders.
Athena looked distastefully at the way she was dressed, with a short black dress and very high heels.
"What do you want?" Poseidon huffed, shrugging her arm off his shoulders.
"Oh, sweetheart, don't take that tone with me. You know what happened last time," she cooed. She ran her finger up his arm, retracing old bruises. He flinched away from her and her grip tightened and tone turned angry. "Don't look away when I'm talking to you! You're my husband."
The word twisted in her mouth and Athena spoke up for the first time. "Actually, sweetheart, he's mine."
She winked at Poseidon carefully, skillfully. She then proceeded to flash Amphitrite her hand that held a beautiful diamond ring. Poseidon showed Amphitrite his ring, too. Good thing we added rings in our Mortal cover-up, he thought.
Amphitrite screeched at the sight and she stood up, her chair falling back. All conversation ceased in the restaurant.
Amphitrite turned to slap Poseidon, but Athena was faster. She grabbed Amphitrite's hand before she could bring it down on Poseidon, and spun Amphitrite around to face her. Amphitrite grabbed Athena's wrist that was holding her.
"Back. Off," Athena hissed. "I already had to deal with Medusa today. I won't have to deal with you, too, will I?"
She grinned chillingly at Amphitrite, who had no doubt about what deal with meant. Amphitrite pulled her wrist out of Athena's grip, then stalked out of the place, her head held high.
Athena looked down at the silent Poseidon, who grinned. "Your sexy when you're angry."
Athena laughed and grabbed his hand. "Come on. Lets go back."
She left some money on their table, their food not even have been eaten.
Poseidon held the door open for Athena. "We didn't eat," he said. "Are you hungry?"
She shrugged. "We'll just order room service."
He nodded, closing the door. He wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered against her neck, "Do you want to get changed and I'll get something?"
She laughed, and pushed herself out of his grip. "No. You go change and I'll order."
He rolled his eyes, but complied. Athena picked up the phone.
"Hello, Hotel 41 Restaurant, what can I do for you?"
A sharp pain twisted her arm, and Athena almost dropped the phone. She let out a sharp breath and whimpered slightly.
"Miss? Are you okay?" There was a slight chatter on the other end, but a voice hushing them made the line go quiet.
"I'm fine," Athena said as the pain went away. "I would like to order room service."
ASDF
The rest of the holiday passed by without event. Athena and Poseidon visited the museum – the original reason they came to London. They also spent a half-day shopping, in which Athena picked out a new wardrobe to replace the one that Aphrodite had undoubtedly replaced. She tried to pick things that Aphrodite would be okay with, so she wouldn't have to endure the torture that is shopping again. Though, Poseidon had a good day seeing Athena try on different outfits.
Some things never change.
When they got back to Olympus, they discovered that all of the gods were holidaying in different parts of the world.
Apollo, Artemis, Dionysus and Demeter were in Australia. Apollo was in Australia, soaking up the hot sun. Artemis was in Australia, but for the change of scenery. Dionysus was in Australia, at Nobu in Melbourne Crown complex, trying the best wine in the world; at $8500 a bottle. Demeter was in Australia, spending $12,000 a night at Brisbane's Emporium Hotel, trying not to think about how Persephone had chose Hades over her. Hermes was in Belgium, eating as much chocolate as he could. Aphrodite and Ares were in Paris – obviously – doing what Poseidon and Athena didn't want to know about. Hades – yes, even Hades and Persephone got a holiday – were in Venice, just because they could be. Hestia was in Vanuatu, because the people there are the nicest on earth. Zeus and Hera were in Bora Bora at the Nui Resort and Spa there. (look that up. Amazing) And Hephaestus was at the island of Santorini in Greece, looking at all the ancient volcanoes.
Over all, the gods were spread far and wide across the world. Even the minor gods weren't staying in America.
"So," Athena started. "If none of the Olympians, and none of the minor gods are even in the country, how is the world still functioning properly, even after three days?"
Athena and Poseidon glanced at each other, before heading towards the throne room. Once outside, the two stopped.
"Only one of us should go in," Poseidon whispered. "No-one can see us back at the same time."
Athena nodded. "Okay. Whomever it is will be more afraid of the powerful god. You go in. I'll be at my palace. See you in a few."
She quickly gave him a sweet kiss. "I'll be back even sooner." He whispered.
She giggled, and flashed to her palace. Poseidon took a deep breath and faced the door. He went to push them, but he heard a smash and hesitated.
"CONNOR AND TRAVIS STOLL!" He heard a girl yell.
"CONNOR! TRAVIS! YOU ARE TELLING ZEUS YOU BROKE THAT!" A boy yelled. He recognized the voice as his son. Which mean the girl was Annabeth.
A smile playing on his lips, Poseidon brought his Trident to his hand. He grew up to his godly height and put a serious face on. Then, he pushed the doors open.
"Who dares to access the Throne Room?" he bellowed as his Trident lit up, power surging through it. All movement stopped in the room and the demi-gods turned to him. They were all the same height as him, which surprised him slightly.
Zeus must have made them gods for the week, Poseidon mused.
"Lord Poseidon," Annabeth stuttered out. His eyes flashed. And she stepped back. Percy took her hand and stepped in front of her.
"Father," Percy said steadily.
Poseidon swept his eyes across the eight figures in the room. Percy. Annabeth. Nico. Thalia. Connor. Travis. Katie. Clarisse. His face broke out into a grin and his Trident disappeared.
"Why so formal, Perce?" He grinned.
Confusion quickly crossed the faces of everyone, and Poseidon shrunk down, laughter shaking his body.
"You should have – oh, gods – your faces!" Annabeth let out a small laugh, and everyone turned to her.
"Lord Poseidon was messing with us," she explained.
The tension flew from everyone's body and they relaxed, smiling. When Poseidon recovered himself, he cleared his throat.
"Uh-hem. Anyways. What are you guys doing here?"
"Oh, well, Zeus said he couldn't leave Olympus unattended, so he left us in charge." Percy explained. "He just said that he knew he could trust. He made us gods for this week, but when a few of you return we'll be demi-gods again."
Poseidon nodded. "Well, I'm back, and so is Athena."
"Mother's back?" Annabeth asked. "How do you know?"
Poseidon tensed. "Oh, umm. I just ran into her a few minutes ago. We didn't really talk, but obviously she's here."
Annabeth nodded. "Well, with Mother here and Poseidon, I think it's safe for us to go back to Camp."
Cheers and whoops filled the room.
"Oh, thank the Gods!" Connor yelled. "This is way too hard!"
Soon, all of them shrunk down to their normal height.
"Go, demi-gods. Have fun while the week is still going." Poseidon said.
The eight ran from the room.
Poseidon sank down into his Throne.
"It's good to be home," he murmured.
This weensy, meensy chapter is deticated to thaichick7 who PMed today. :)
I am so sorry. I understand if I've lost heaps of my readers. ;( Even though that's heartbreaking. And then I come out with such a small chapter. But, I'm going to bed now, and I figured that its better to have out what I've done than have out nothing, eh?
Anyways, even though I don't deserve, please review!