Okay! So I've gotten some backlash on making Percy bisexual (I had to delete one very homophobic comment thread). So lets talk about that real quick.

First off, I am bisexual, just to preface the rest of this. Percy in the books is never confirmed straight (and straight is not the default). What he does do is over describe the boys, blush when they're nice to him, and talk to them a lot. There's no confirmation that he's bi, but to me it seems like in canon he has puppy crushes on some guys (most notably Luke and Beckendorf). His reactions and thoughts line up closely with how I think about the different genders and it makes it pretty clear to *me* that he's bi.

Not everyone has that interpretation, that's fine. Rick Riordan (as much as there are issues surrounding him) says that we are free to interpret the sexualities and the like as we wish, and that unless he makes it explicitly clear, it's up for interpretation.

It's a headcanon, it's my interpretation.

I'm not gonna make the story revolve around sexualities, the story is not going to be explicit, but I am giving representation (and there will be more representation, if anyone wants rep for something in particular I am open to hearing about it).

I am bi, I want bi rep, and it's my story.

If you don't like it, the back button is there. There's no need for you to comment telling me how you don't want to read stories with queer rep, or how you hate that he's bi, or how he's clearly not bi in the books, or how he wouldn't be made bi by the changes in his upbringing.

On a side note, I am not bashing any characters. Poseidon is getting a *character arc*. It's a magical thing where the character learns and grows from their mistakes. He's not being bashed, he messed up and has to suffer some consequences.

Anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter :)

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It didn't take me long to pack.

Carl wished me luck and reminded me to avoid spas (it's been awhile since he brought that up), told me to double check my weapons and be wary of gods offering assistance.

Odd wouldn't I want to accept gods' assistance? I would accept any from Triton, and Lord D has been nice…ish.

I stared at the rainbow stone… I could call Triton, I could call him now. But if he hasn't contacted me yet… he said to wait for him to contact me, maybe there's some issue.

I shook my head.

I'll wait for him to call me, unless there's no other choice.

I left the rainbow stone where it was.

I made sure my waterskin was hooked over my shoulder, my knife strapped to my side, my bracelet on my wrist (not that it's never not). I added the assorted gifts to my bag, the storm calming stone and the medical kit. I shoved my armor into my magic bag, just in case, added a few changes of clothes and my Ocarina, and then went to the Aphrodite cabin.

Informing them of my quest was quick, and Silena agreed to feed Carl while I was gone.

Mitchell stepped forward with a braided hair tie held in his hand, a dove charm hung off the end.

"For good luck, the Aphrodite cabin stands with you."

Silena tied my hair up again, using the new hair tie (she gave me a hug and made me promise to come back). Lacy wished me luck and Drew told me not to mess up.

I beamed, feeling warm, they're like family to me. It made me more determined, I'll succeed, for them.

I hurried to the Demeter cabin to say goodbye to them.

Apparently, Katie heard I was going on a quest, so the cabin made me a gift there as well. She handed me a carved pine pendant shaped like a scallop shell, with careful carving in ancient Greek. It felt like sunshine and safety.

Take care, Take heart, Take honor, and your journey shall give you success.

Miranda handed me three seed packets (that tasted like warm bread and warmth), for emergencies. Some Trumpet vine (for quick growth), Machineel (do not touch these trees, Miranda has been gleefully telling me about them and they're super dangerous), and hogweed (touching these then getting into sunlight ends very badly).

Since I've been improving with the Ocarina I can encourage growth more, but I can't grow them from scratch. Apparently, the cabin worked together to use their power to make the plants grow quickly once they hit sunlight, so Siren's Song would just be a bonus. I couldn't help but smile, they're getting really good at their powers!

It's very sweet of them, I hugged Katie and thanked them all, then headed off.

I paused at the fire, saying goodbye to Lady Hestia. She smiled softly.

"Good luck on your quest, Perseus Jackson. Remember the hearth is within you. Hypíaine."

I moved on to the camp store.

I was loaned one hundred dollars in mortal money and twenty drachmas. Good thing I still have my old stash of money. I hadn't really thought of it in a while, but it's still in my bag. The money the camp gave us really isn't that much help.

We also received a canteen of nectar and a Ziploc bag full of ambrosia squares, to be used only in emergencies. It's god food apparently and can be lethal in high amounts.

Annabeth is, of course, bringing her magic Yankees cap, a twelfth-birthday present from her mom, a book on famous classical architecture, and a long bronze knife, hidden up her shirt sleeve. I also noticed a bracelet that she wasn't wearing before, words carved in ancient Greek on it as well, though I couldn't make them out.

Grover had his fake feet and pants on to pass as human (along with his forearm crutches), a green rasta-style cap (to hide his horns which just peaked out if you flattened his hair), and a bright orange backpack filled with scrap metal and apples to snack on (plus the majority of our food supply, lots of ration bars). He also had his reed pipes, his daddy goat carved them for him.

He knows a variety of songs. Apparently, he learned most during music club this year. He says it helped him improve a lot to have so much time to practice.

We waved a final goodbye, took one last look at the camp, then arrived at the hill.

Chiron was waiting for us in his wheelchair. Next to him was Argus, the guy with loads of eyes (He's connected to Hera someway if I'm remembering the myths right).

"This is Argus," Chiron told me unhelpfully, "He will drive you into the city, and, er, well, keep an eye on things."

I heard footsteps behind us.

Luke came running up, carrying a pair of basketball shoes.

"Hey!" he panted. "Glad I caught you."

Annabeth blushed, as usual for being around Luke.

"Just wanted to say good luck," Luke told me as he approached, the shifting sands made their appearance again. Why does he feel like that Titan from my dreams? "And I thought… um, maybe you could use these."

He handed me the shoes, which despite looking normal had a strange mixture of sensations on them. Tickling feathers, incense taste, itching curse, shifting sands. They're enchanted? Cursed? Some weird combination like the tree that was Thalia?

Luke said, "Maia!"

White bird's wings sprouted out of the heels, startling me so much I dropped them. I knew they were magical but dang. Flying shoes, nice.

"Awesome!" Grover said.

Luke smiled. "Those served me well when I was on my quest. Gift from Dad. Of course, I don't use them much these days…" His expression turned sad.

Honestly, this is super nice of him. He's going out of his way to help us, even giving us a valuable gift (which may be cursed? Or maybe it's cursed like the faint itch on the tree? Where it's just an effect of the change? Are the sands something bad? I'm still not certain which Titan it would be… but I have some suspicions… maybe the sands are just Luke as well? I'm rather confused) and coming all the way up here to say goodbye.

It's really cool of him, I couldn't help but blush myself.

"Hey, um… Thanks."

"Listen, Percy…" Luke looked uncomfortable, "A lot of hopes are riding on you. So just… kill some monsters for me, okay?"

I nodded, we shook hands, he pat Grover on the head, and gave a goodbye hug to Annabeth. She kinda looked like she might pass out.

"You're hyperventilating," I said helpfully when Luke was gone, "You should try to count your breaths—"

"I am not," she snapped. Turning and heading down to the SUV.

I sighed, picking the shoes back up again. "I won't be able to use these. They go in the sky."

He nodded, "Luke meant well, Percy. But taking to the air… that would not be wise for you."

I nodded, not surprised. Besides, I don't need flying shoes. I've got my gifts from Triton and my friends, I'll be fine. But there's also no point in letting them go to waste, and Luke wouldn't have given us something dangerous, his presence is comfortable… even if it feels like that Titan. It's not like Titans are bad though.

"Hey, Grover. Do you want a magic item?"

His eyes lit up. "Me?"

We adjusted the shoes, putting in his Styrofoam inserts and lacing up the shoes.

"Maia!" He shouted gleefully.

He got off the ground just fine, and promptly fell over as the winged shoes started dragging him off.

"Practice," Chiron called after him. "You just need practice."

"Aaaaaa!" Grover yelled in response as he was dragged to the van.

I started after him, grinning at the sight, but Chiron caught my arm, a familiar current drifting from him. "I should have trained you better, Percy," he said. "If only I had more time. Hercules, Jason—they all got more training."

"It's fine," I said, "I just—" I just wish I didn't have to do this, that I had Triton (my brother) to tell me if this is the smart choice, that Zeus didn't suck so much, that I had more time.

I just wish I could be home with my mom again.

"What am I thinking?" Chiron cried. "I can't let you get away without this."

He pulled a pen from his coat pocket and handed it to me.

My eyes widened, it's the sword pen, I could tell immediately. That's what the current was, hidden beneath all the electricity over my skin.

"Percy, that's a gift from your father. I've kept it for years, not knowing you were the one I was waiting for. But the prophecy is clear to me now. You are the one."

My eye twitched.

He forced me to give it back to him before, when I told him no. And why would my dad give me a sword made of another being's essence? Is the original owner already dead? That's the only reason I can think of. From what Triton told me, a sea being's essence is extremely valuable, it's basically their immortality. If they give it a form like this, then they have to keep it to keep their immortal power. With some beings (mainly nymphs I think) giving their item up could strip them of their immortality.

I guess the original owner must have passed, or I can't imagine Poseidon letting another use the sword.

I nodded, reluctant to thank him for returning something I had already had.

"It is named Anaklusmos. I believe you know that it is the sword from the museum, seeing how you kept it for so long."

I pursed my lips.

"The sword has a long and tragic history that we need not go into. It is to be used only for emergencies, and only against monsters." Chiron said, "No hero should harm a mortal unless absolutely necessary, of course, this sword wouldn't harm them in any case. Not like your knife."

His gaze flicked to my knife, Abyssal Platinum is more than able to harm a mortal, unlike Celestial Bronze or Imperial Gold. Those are the only two immortal metals unable to affect mortals according to Triton.

Chiron seemed wary of my knife, which is fair, I'm careful about using it for a reason. Abyssal Platinum's power isn't to be underestimated.

"Right. I'll take care of it."

"You won't have to risk losing it, it will always reappear in your pocket."

I nodded, studying the feelings coming off of it. I should see if I can learn a way to recognize the enchantments on things. I'll talk to Triton and Samoa about it, they might know something.

"I believe you know more than you've told us, but I will allow you to hold your secrets." He held my gaze, "Stay safe Percy, I wish you the best of luck on this quest."

I straightened, feeling the weight of the quest on my shoulders as I swallowed hard.

I'd be leaving, no adults, no one that I really know, and no backup plan.

"I can do this," I mumbled to myself.

"Relax, Percy," Chiron told me. "Keep a clear head. And remember, you may be about to prevent the biggest war in human history."

So reassuring, thank you for that.

"Relaxed. Totally."

When I got to the bottom of the hill, I looked back. The electricity was fading for the first time since I arrived at camp. Not pushed back by other sensations or covered by the warmth of my mom's hug when I sat with Lady Hestia, but actually fading. It'll be gone when we get far enough away.

Chiron stood beneath the pine tree that is Thalia, he was in full centaur form, holding his bow high in salute.

I turned back and got in the van.

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Argus drove us out of the country side and into western Long Island.

It was almost weird to be on a highway again, Annabeth and Grover beside me as if we were normal carpoolers.

If I hadn't grown up going back and forth between the sea and land than I probably would have found it even stranger.

I leaned back, watching the signs pass by.

"Is your bracelet from your cabin?" I asked Annabeth.

She shot me an annoyed look, "Yes, not that it's any of your business."

I sighed, "Remind me again—why do you hate me so much?"

Like what did I do?

"I don't hate you."

I raised an eyebrow, "Could've fooled me."

She folded her cap. "Look… we're just not supposed to get along, okay? Our parents are rivals."

"And why is that?" I thought of the things I'd read about Athena and Poseidon. I couldn't think of much between them, some competition for a city and the Medusa story, the stuff with Triton though…

"Would you like a list? Your dad got with someone in my mom's temple. Your dad lost a contest for Athens, he made a dumb saltwater spring and my mom made an olive tree. He's a sore loser."

"And here I thought it was because your mom killed Triton's daughter." I grumbled, that seems like a much bigger deal then those two things.

But we're not our parents, or siblings either. We don't have to have their grudges, or at least not on each other.

She opened her mouth, a strange expression on her face.

"Why do we have to hold to a grudge that our families have though?" I said before she could speak. "We're not them."

She frowned but looked out the window without comment.

It started raining a few minutes later.

The rest of the ride was quiet, I spent the time watching the buildings pass and fiddling with my bracelet.

Argus dropped us off at the Greyhound Station on the Upper East Side, not far from my apartment… or my old one I guess. Taped to a mailbox was a soggy flyer with my picture on it: HAVE YOU SEEN THIS BOY?

I ripped it down before Annabeth and Grover could see.

Argus unloaded our bags from the back (my waterskin was already hooked over my shoulder and had been the whole ride), he made sure we also grabbed bus tickets and then left.

I couldn't help but think about my old apartment, I'm less than three blocks away. Mom would be there if this were a normal day, Gabe too but if dealing with him meant having my mother back...

I felt a flash of anger and hate, Gabe probably doesn't even care. Of course, he doesn't, he's never cared.

I hate him.

"You wanna know why she married him, Percy?" Grover asked, looking down the street where I was looking as he shouldered his backpack.

I stared at him, how did he… oh yeah, Triton said he could read emotions, "Reading my emotions?"

He nodded, "You were thinking about you mom and stepdad, right?"

I nodded.

"Your mom married Gabe for you," Grover told me. "You call him smelly, but you have no idea. The guy has this aura, yuck. I can smell him from here. I could smell him on you almost the entire first semester of Yancy, and again almost the entire second semester. The scent is still clinging to you a bit now from you going home."

I blinked, that… explains a lot.

My mom stayed with that horrible nasty excuse of a human for me… no wonder I was so hidden.

On the other hand, "Where's the nearest shower?" I don't want to smell anything like him.

"You should be grateful, Percy. Your stepfather smells so repulsively human he could mask the presence of any demigod. S soon as I took a whiff inside his Camaro, I knew. Gabe has been covering your scent for years. If you hadn't lived with him every summer, you probably would've been found by monsters a long time ago. Your mom stayed with him to protect you. She was a smart lady. She must've loved you a lot to put up with that guy—if that makes you feel any better."

I frowned, it doesn't and it's also inaccurate.

Not entirely, but they seem to not understand how protection for demigods work. Sure the scent of him might throw them off, but it's not just the scent.

"Grover, that's not… it's not just scent."

He frowned at me, "What?"

Annabeth was watching me too now.

I pursed my lips.

"There's… there's a protection, it's inherent on all children, especially Half-Blood children. It has some to do with scent sure, but that's not the majority of it. I've never really been attacked by monsters before this year, even though I've seen multiple, and had at least one as a teacher before Ms. Dodds."

Annabeth frowned, "That doesn't make sense, if they got close enough for you to see them then they should've caught your scent."

"That's what, ugh," I ran a hand through my blue hair, ignoring the looks some people were giving me. "That's what I'm saying. Children are protected, up until you're like four-ish I think. At that point it depends on if you're still considered a kid."

"Of course, you would be!" Annabeth cried, "You're four!"

I nodded. "Right but do the ones responsible for you consider you such, your parents, mortal or immortal. Do they see you as needing protection? As being a child? As someone that relies on them?"

She blinked.

"It's really complicated, and I don't understand all of it, but you're basically safe for reasons if your parents, or guardians, consider you a child. So yeah, Gabe's nasty scent may have helped, but it's mainly the fact that mom viewed me in need of protection and saw it as her duty to keep me safe that kept me hidden. The Minotaur might have charged me when it first came, but it only outright attacked when my mom… vanished."

They both stared.

"Wait," Grover said. "Then how did it find you?"

I pursed my lips, "My best guess? It was following you."

His eyes widened.

"It couldn't attack me directly, or be ordered after me directly, but if it's ordered after someone with me, and I just happen to be in the way? That's free game."

He looked horrified.

"If it wasn't you, it would've been my mom probably. Regardless, Gabe isn't the reason I was hidden that long. It's my mom."

Annabeth seemed to be thinking hard as I started walking in, leading our group to wait near where the bus would pull up.

"So…" she said. "Where did you learn this?"

"My brother."

Grover choked, and Annabeth recoiled.

"Poseidon has another child!?"

I blinked, "uh… yeah?" He has quite a few.

"Where is he? How old is he? Oh, this is bad!" Annabeth started pacing.

I idly rubbed my arms at the faint itch crawling over my skin.

"Um, you already know about him? I dunno, he's a few thousand years old? I assume he's in the ocean?"

She blinked at me, "What."

"Um, my brother Triton?"

There was a long beat of silence, "Triton… the god of the tides… taught you…"

"Well… yeah. Though I didn't know he was my brother till I was claimed in the last week."

I watched as both of them seemed to struggle to wrap their minds around that.

"Oh look," I said as the bus pulled up. "Our bus is here."

We stood in line to board, the two still processing the fact that I know Triton. I don't get why they find it so strange.

I frowned, rubbing my arms more at the itchy feeling. Are Grover's shoes really bothering me that much? Or is it something else?

I glanced at Grover, but he just looked confused and worried.

I rubbed my arms as the itching got worse, frowning at the faint buzz.

Hang on…

It's our turn to board the bus. We went all the way to the back, and I kept my backpack in my lap. I wanted to pull out the scroll on healing others, since I'm on a quest now and all. The other two stowed their bags away. I tried to ignore the itching buzz.

I was just digging through my bag to find the scroll when Annabeth clamped her hand on my knee. "Percy."

I looked up and froze.

I knew I recognized the itch and buzz! It's been months, but I should've realized.

An old lady had just boarded the bus. She wore a crumpled velvet dress, lace gloves, and a shapeless orange-knit hat that shadowed her face. She also carried a big paisley purse, just looking at it made my head buzz. She tilted her head up, her black eyes glittered.

It's Ms. Dodds.

I shoved at the buzzing, like how I had on the one person I freed from it at Yancy and jolted when I caught a glimpse of leathery black, then the old lady was back, along with the buzzing.

Did I just see through the illusion?

I sunk down in my seat, closing my bag again, right as two more old ladies came on: one in a green hat, one in a purple hat.

Triplet demon grandmothers, yay.

They sat in the front row, right behind the driver. The two on the aisle crossed their legs over the walkway, making an X. Casual enough that no one would think twice about it, but it sent a clear message to us: nobody leaves.

The bus pulled away right then and I grimaced. Not even out of the city before being attacked.

"She's back already," Annabeth hissed.

"All three of them," Grover whimpered. "Di immortales!"

I blinked, oh yeah. I knew that Ms. Dodds was back cause of the dream but… they didn't.

"It's okay," Annabeth muttered, "No problem, none at all. We can…"

"Right, it's okay," I said. "They can't really attack us in front of all these people, can they?"

No monster attack on me so far has been in front of people, the monsters have always led me away from people to attack me.

"Mortals don't have good eyes, their brains can only process what they see through the mist."

I frowned, the mist. Chiron mentioned that once. It's whatever keeps everyone from seeing things? I wish there was some sort of orientation book.

"This isn't a problem," Annabeth added quickly. "We can just… we can just slip out the windows."

"They don't open," Grover moaned.

I pulled my backpack onto my back, opening my waterskin.

"A back exit?" she suggested.

"There isn't one," I said.

"Maybe we can take an emergency exit in the roof?" She said.

We hit the Lincoln Tunnel, and the bus went dark except for the running lights down the aisle. It had gone strangely quiet without the rain.

Ms. Dodds and her siblings stood, and she spoke in a flat voice to the whole bus: "I need to use the restroom."

"So do I," said the second sister.

"So do I," said the third sister.

They all started coming down the aisle as if that didn't sound majorly suspicious.

"I've got it," Annabeth said. "Percy take my hat."

"What?"

"You're the one they want. Turn invisible and let them pass you. Maybe you can get to the front and escape."

"But—"

"There's an outside chance they might not notice us," Annabeth said. "You're a son of one of the Big Three. Your scent might be overpowering."

I frowned, I doubt it. If Annabeth was in danger as many years as she seems to have been, then she'll have the stronger scent. Triton still protects me after all, even if it's not much, I'm still a child to someone that watches over me.

"I can't leave you."

"Don't worry about us," Grover said. "Go!"

I bit my lip, but took the cap. I'm invisible, as is my waterskin and backpack.

I started creeping up the aisle, slipping up ten rows and ducking into an empty seat just as the Furies walked past.

Ms. Dodds faltered for a moment, sniffing, but shook her head, apparently not smelling anything.

I was free. I made it to the front and was about to hit the emergency stop button when I felt the buzzing grow stronger. I heard hideous wailing from the back.

I turned to see that the furies had revealed their true form. Their bags changed to fiery whips, their bodies shriveled leather brown hag bodies with bat's wings and hands and feet like gargoyle claws, their eyes like hell fire.

The Furies surrounded Grover and Annabeth, lashing their whips, hissing: "Where is it? Where?"

Ha! They are looking for an item! I knew Hades had something stolen.

The other people on bus were screaming, some fleeing towards the front of the bus, most cowering in their seats. They can see something, all right.

"He's not here!" Annabeth yelled. "He's gone!"

I flicked my wrist as I opened my waterskin, shaping the water, forming a rope of spiraling water.

The Furies raised their whips.

Annabeth drew her bronze knife. Grover grabbed a tin can from his snack bag and prepared to throw it.

I snapped my water out, letting it whirl through the air to coat Ms. Dodds whip, then pulled.

She shrieked, stumbling back.

"What's going on back there?" Called the bus driver, trying to look back without looking away from the road.

The bus was driving a little crazier now.

"Who!?" Ms. Dodds cried.

I hardened the water, freezing the whip, then shattered it. The whip fell to pieces in the ice.

She spun around as I pulled the hat off.

"Hello!" I called, probably the cause of the bus driver screaming and yanking the wheel, almost crashing.

The furies snarled but fell over themselves as the driver panicked.

We came out of the tunnel a second later, the driver aiming for an exit immediately.

"What is going on!" He cried, turning to gape at the situation, now we're headed right for the river.

I got a genius idea: I hit the emergency brake.

The furies had been stumbling over themselves from the bus drivers horrible driving, he should retake the license exam, but now they crashed into the windows, sprawled helplessly.

The bus spun to a stop, and by that, I mean it crashed into some trees, but it stopped. The emergency lights came on and everyone fled, the bus driver the first off (yelling about ghosts and demons).

Ms. Dodds stalked towards me as the other two leapt onto the tops of the seats and started crawling towards me.

"Perseus Jackson," Ms. Dodds said, in an accent from the south. "You have offended the gods. You shall die."

I blinked, "But don't you only serve Lord Hades? Why would it matter if I offended other gods?"

She faltered, blinking.

"Also, I'm glad you didn't like, die die, that would've been bad."

She stared blankly.

"Were you looking for something? You made a comment before and just now too…"

Her gaze hardened. "Submit now," she snapped. "And you will not suffer eternal torment."

I raised my hands, "Sorry, I still don't know what I did."

Annabeth tackled Ms. Dodds from behind. Well, there goes diplomacy.

She stabbed Ms. Dodds in the neck with her knife as Ms. Dodds cried out in fury (heh heh) and exploded into dust.

I summoned my trident, raising my other hand to pull more water from my waterskin, swiping my hand to freeze it into a dozen ice shards and sent them flying at one fury as I lunged for the other with my trident.

Grover ripped the whip from the one I threw ice shards at while the one I lunged for snapped her whip around my trident. I shoved it forward regardless, shoving the trident into her shoulder.

She shrieked falling back, then exploded into dust.

Grover tied the final furies legs up in its whip.

She snarled as she fell.

"Zeus will destroy you!" she promised. "Hades will have your soul!"

"Αφήστε τους να δοκιμάσουν!" I snapped back, which means 'Let them try!'

Annabeth drove her knife through the fury's neck.

Thunder shook the bus, electricity scorched my skin in a dangerously familiar way.

"Get out!" Annabeth yelled at us. "Now!"

Yeah, no kidding.

We rushed outside and found the other passengers wandering around in a daze. Quite a few were running around in circles yelling, "We're gonna die!" I twisted the trident back into it's charm just as a flash went off from a tourist's camera.

"Our bags! Grover realized. "We left our—"

BOOOOOM!

The windows of the bus exploded as the passengers ran for cover. Lightning shredded a huge crater in the roof.

"We need to get out of here!" Annabeth cried. "That definitely attracted attention. Let's go!"

We plunged into the woods as the rain poured down, soothing my scorched skin.

Triton POV

We settled into the dinning area of Oceanus's palace, it's not often we go to his actual palace to meet him.

It's not often we meet him at all.

He hasn't shown up yet, nor has Tethys. So we were stuck sitting here, me and Father avoiding Mother's eyes.

I have to say, mother lecturing me over Percy was not expected. But apparently, I should've informed her so that she could figure out how to deal with the situation.

I huffed. I don't know why she's upset with me, Father is the one the one that told no one about his kid.

I just made sure Percy was safe and raised properly.

Mother is preparing to deal with the backlash, getting the different sea kingdoms to hear us out as to why Father told no one.

Father is in trouble, I couldn't help being smug about that, even if I'm upset that I'm in trouble too. It's entirely unfair.

I jolted out of my thoughts when Oceanus swept in, Tethys with him. They settled comfortably in their spots at the ends of the table and the food appeared.

Oceanus watched us with an gleam in his eyes, before starting up conversation with Mother on the ever-present argument between Nammu, ruler of Black and Azov seas, and Nanmu, ruler of the Arabian sea.

Apparently, Tefnut, ruler of the Red sea, sent them both letters, and mixed up their names. The two are pissed off again. They always get pissed off when people mix them up.

I shook my head, Tefnut definitely did that on purpose. She delights in causing trouble between them.

Looks like the next meeting with them will be interesting at least.

Dinner continued with Oceanus and Mother conversing, Father chiming in on occasion but tense, as he usually is in Oceanus's territory.

Tethys started up a conversation with me about how the most recent pollution counter-policies were working, not well unfortunately, and what we could do to improve them.

Dinner went by fast.

When we finished, Oceanus lead us to one of the sitting rooms and we settled in.

"Now then, to the reason I asked to meet with you."

Poseidon nodded, "Yes, what seems to be the issue?"

Oceanus smiled, "I would like to adopt your son."

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Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

To reiterate if you didn't read the note at the beginning, Percy is bi in this story and if you have a problem with it you can leave, I will delete homophobic comments, and Poseidon is not being bashed he's getting a character arc.

Don't forget to comment, they feed my soul.

What did you think of the start of their quest? Are you excited for the big change next chapter that I'm just now telling you about? What did you think of the gifts? Thoughts for how the quest will go from here on out?

Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

To reiterate if you didn't read the note at the beginning, Percy is bi in this story and if you have a problem with it you can leave, I will delete homophobic comments, and Poseidon is not being bashed he's getting a character arc.

Don't forget to comment, they feed my soul.

What did you think of the start of their quest? Are you excited for the big change next chapter that I'm just now telling you about? What did you think of the gifts? Thoughts for how the quest will go from here on out?