WUJU! After so much waiting, it's finally the first of the month!

AND WE HAVE A NEW CHAPTER!

*Imaginary cheer* *Engraved applause* *More imaginary cheers* *More imaginary cheers*

Yes, yes, I'm excited too, but first I'd like to make a small announcement:

As you all may have noticed, English is not my native language. And while I use a pretty good translator, it's clearly not perfect. Many, many, many thanks to all the people who pointed out errors in spelling or grammar that I had no idea there were in the translation. I really appreciate that you took the time to read my story, and don't worry, that's why the following is coming:

I am officially looking for a "Beta Reader". That is, a person to whom I can pass the translated document before uploading it to the net and can clean and/or correct any grammatical or spelling errors that may be present. The Beta package comes with multiple benefits: you will be able to read the chapters before anyone else. You'll be mentioned in the author's notes with a huge thank you. And if you call within the next fifteen minutes you will receive a nice sleeve on the occasion of your OTP n_n (hahaha sorry, I couldn't resist).

But yes, guys and girls, I want to bring you a quality story that everyone can really enjoy and for that I need the help of someone who really masters the language. And since the updates are every month, and I have the fic way ahead of schedule in Spanish, there really wouldn't be any need to worry about time. So... PLEASE! HELP! I NEED A BETA!

(And while we're at it, also one for French, Portuguese and Italian... Hehehehe... What? I'm ambitious n_n)

Now, with that ready, let's go to the next chapter!

In the previous chapter we saw Medusa discover and enjoy the wonders of motherhood, and we have to give her extra points: Percy is the bipedal version of a scale four earthquake hahaha Well, in this chapter we will have a closer view of Medusa and Percy's new life. I know at first it will seem like we're going a little slow, but I've got a little surprise in store for you at the end...

I'll be waiting for you in the endnotes!

Chapter 2:

"Unexpected Visits"

-Ahh, he looks bad again...-That was certainly a peculiar painting. The kitchen was quite typical: a four-burner stove, a dishwasher under a window that let you see directly to the road that passed in front of the house, cupboards on the side tables and a marble bar that separated the spaces between kitchen and dining room. A simple circular table for four people with a white and yellow checkered tablecloth with intermittent cake patterns. Sitting at the table was Percy and a statue of a satyr holding a sandwich in front of his face but with such a terrified expression in his eyes that he would think the food was no good.

-It doesn't matter- I used to tie up Medusa from the sink to the little one's complaints, and where I ordered the slab in the cupboards-If we hunt a couple more I can sell them at a good price as a complete set.

-From her place, under her black veil, the gorgon smiled. She loved to hear that:

-He asked as he dried the rubber gloves on his apron.

-Yep," replied the infant with a big smile and getting up from his chair, "I'll go sweep the leaves. I announce running out of the house and barely giving the monster time to warn him not to play again.

Anyway, with clean dishes, all that remained was to bring the new statue to the front.

During his first year with Percy, he had dedicated himself to restoring and making certain modifications to his home. First, he changed the floorboards to alabaster, which was much more resistant to the weight of the stone statues, although most of them were displayed outside. He also had to fix the walls and stop the leaks. Just the memory of that pile of smelly workers and the contractor's cretin walking around his house made him retch, luckily they had turned into a nice set of statues that the mayor of Jersey had bought for a square or something. That extra money had paid for new windows and dressers, as well as a new soda machine that received coins, cash and drachmas. Also a couple of outside tables for eating.

The back of the building had been remodeled to be the kitchen, the dining room, a small bathroom and his office, although the latter had been somewhat reduced in space. For the back lot he had had a wooden fence built to enclose the space and keep his puppy from straying too far; although as with the crib, Percy was too good at jumping over obstacles. There were also a couple of swings and a picnic table with a folding umbrella. In addition, there was a piece of land attached to the fence, a space for Baba, the old goat that had contributed to Percy's feeding, and for Jiji, another younger goat that he had bought when Baba stopped giving milk because of his age. At first Medusa had wanted to get rid of her, but her cub was so fond of her that there was no way to do so.

And the rooms? That was the biggest change! I had had two more floors built, which could be reached by a nice spiral staircase at the back by the back door. The second floor did have a wooden floor for a large living room, with a set of green and blue upholstered furniture, and a not very large flat screen TV with satellite connection. I had discovered that this was as good a place to lull Percy as she was. And no, I wasn't jealous of the gadget. The living room took up almost half of the space, the rest was divided between the owners' two bedrooms. Medusa's room was to the left of the stairs, and since she didn't really care about space she had made it smaller so that her puppy would have more room to play. The top floor was the attic, a storage room for all the old documents, but mainly to keep Percy's old things.

Medusa had known a new feeling: nostalgia. And with it also that strange mania that mothers had of wanting to keep everything, no matter how much dust they might accumulate.

-Jmp-A snort of pride escaped his nose after he brought the new statue to the front and looked at his home. Aunt Eme's Garden Gnome Emporium had gone from being a dusty old hovel to being a nice, warm home for her and her puppy.

Oh, and a little booby trap. I had to pay the bills, didn't I?

-O-

Time was passing by and with him Percy's favorite holidays came one by one:

Halloween, when he could dress up as Captain America and eat all the leftover candy from the children who convinced their parents to enter "La Casita del Terror de Tía Eme". One of the best and first business idea of the puppy, after all, believing that everything was false, the expressions of the statues were much better than usual. In addition he was able to get the collection of mini avengers on a real scale.

Then came the Thanksgiving turn, when I could enjoy good food by the dozen, cream and goat milk candies but especially enjoy Medusa's fruit cake. After all, the cooking channels were more educational than the Discovery Kids and their "PeppaPig". Erebo, Medusa wanted to be able to petrify the creator of that swill.

Of course, Christmas was the best. It brought together a little of everything from the two previous ones: Medusa loved to cook for Percy, and even more so to see him devour everything. Her big cheeks were proof of that. And Percy, for some strange reason, loved to run around in a reindeer costume, with antlers and all. Something peculiar but harmless, until his mother almost gave him a fit when she discovered him trying to stick a red light bulb to his face, no problem until she saw that with his other hand he was holding a plug wire very close to the outlet.

-He put on his earmuffs when he saw Percy running down the stairs. His puppy was fascinated by running in the woods in the snow, but sometimes he forgot to wrap himself properly and would come back with his beautiful but unhealthy blue fingers and ears. Just remembering his first flu was enough to repel him. That's why she went to the back door frame, from there she could confirm that her puppy was wearing her gloves, earmuffs, boots and that superhero themed winter jacket she loved so much. If only I could convince him to wear something different from those shorts that only covered his knees.

But no. Percy hated long pants.

-The little boy had sheltered the goats in his mini barn to protect them from the cold, so he turned to his mother to make a gesture with his hand:

-He returns in an hour," said Medusa before her pup turned around and went into the trees. Then it was her turn to turn around and head to the front of the house where the store was.

Being part reptile the cold of the winter caused him some lethargy, which he hated because he had a lot of paperwork behind on his taxes. Luckily, there was nothing that a good cup of strong coffee couldn't solve. So he took his account book and placed it on the counter. He had no desire to sit at his desk. She had fallen asleep the night before on the couch in front of the TV and wanted to stand. Another of the many symptoms of good motherhood.

-I had been working for twenty minutes, I was just calculating the new VAT on shipments from the Underworld when a very peculiar aroma flooded their nostrils. He could barely stand up when the bell on the front door announced the entrance of what could have been well received before, but now it was only his worst nightmare:

-I see one of the women who came in and looked at the whole station.

-Sister! -Euriate him around the counter and then surround Medusa with his arms-it's been so long, and Esteno wouldn't stop getting lost. He always says "It's to the left" and always kills anyone who stops to give us directions.

-Gorgons don't need directions! -And throw away that stupid free sample tray!

If Medusa had not been so terrified, she would have been very happy to hear her sisters' arguments again. Euriale was the oldest of them, and for some reason the fog always made her look like a nice old lady, with a flowered scarf covering her head, a chubby complexion and chubby cheeks along with a flat nose. She was the most effusive of all, caring for her younger sisters, disconsolate when someone was sent to Tartarus and always insisting on giving free samples of some fashion product.

In contrast, Esteno was the most violent of them. Being the one in the middle was certainly the most bloodthirsty of the three, she hated gods and offers with every fiber of her being. Her foggy disguise showed a robust woman, with an old red scarf around her head, a black dress on which she wore a salesman's apron. After all, it was easier to lure mortals with free food. Sometimes so much that it was a bit boring.

I couldn't even remember the last time the three of them had been together.

-Eugh! Medusa, this place reeks of mortality-just listening to Esteno gave her a chill. Thank Tartarus for having his face hidden behind the veil, or you might have seen his look of dread.

-I have to attract mortals, Stupid Stupid, by gathering all the strength he was capable of. She felt a little strange, she hadn't needed to be so aggressive in so long. At the same time she made her way to the door that separated the store from the back of the house.

-A kitchen! I just prayed that Percy would be distracted again by chasing a butterfly. It happened so often that, although it usually drove her crazy with worry at this point, it gave her the perfect opportunity to get rid of her sisters. I wasn't sure how Euriale would react, she now admired the kitchen stove in fascination, but I definitely couldn't let Esteno see Percy.

-Since when do you cook? And Medusa was about to give him a scathing answer, when the sound of hasty footsteps on the snow put the gorgons on notice and a well-known smell floated through them. The scarves on their heads flew as the Coral and Arboreal snakes rose on the heads of the two gorgons who prepared to pounce on their prey when the door slammed open:

-Mom! I scratched myself! -But before I took a step inside he was flanked by Medusa's ass.

-The roar of the Gorgon was directed at Percy, Esteno and Euriale. The last two were paralyzed a few steps away from their younger sister - Percy closed his eyes!

-Medusa! -Siseo Esteno in rage, turning his face away and staring at the stupid stove. Just like Euríale looking at the floor. After all, she had torn off the veil that covered her face-what do you think you are doing?

-No one is going to get a claw on him-heisling and remarking each syllable as she felt her puppy's head with her right hand, relieved to feel Percy cover his eyes with both hands just as she had taught him before-unless you want me to bandage them up like paperweights!

-How dare you protect him! -Euryale's spit.

-It's a-

-I know what it is! Short cut before Esteno completed his prayer-he's my son!

Such a statement provoked in the gorgons a reaction very similar to seeing the stone look. Esteno's eyes, even far from those of his younger sister, seemed to be on the verge of popping out of their sockets as their fists clenched and their claws cut into their hands. For his part, Euriale struggled to curb his appetite and keep his curiosity at bay. He had barely caught a glimpse of the little mortal before Medusa stepped in. But the smell of blood flowing from his knees, however slight, was unmistakable. That sweet aroma that seemed to vibrate in her nostrils.

It was the aroma of a mestizo.

Medusa, the most famous and possibly most feared gorgon was not only protecting the natural enemy of every monster and creature: a demigod!

For her part, Medusa did not stop studying her situation. She wasn't really sure if she could petrify her sisters. She had never had to try, beyond a simple joke. If she had to fight, well, Euryale wasn't really a big problem, he could take her, but the threat was Esteno. If he had to fight them, he couldn't protect Percy. And run away? Out of consideration, the gorgons had one of the keenest senses among creatures. They could never escape them,

-Mom?" asked a frightened little boy.

-Don't open a puppy! -Medusa command. Maybe it would be useless, but I would have to try. She would take Percy in her arms and try to leave her sisters. But before she could hold the little one, it vanished into her hands and the dread spread throughout her whole being. It was then that his veil returned to its place and a stranger came to him from the courtyard, very close to the picnic table:

-Mom? -And to think I was just coming to get a couple of new statues...

To be continued…

!Tan tan tannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!

How do you think it's all going to turn out for our dear new mother? Do you think Esteno and Euryale will attack Percy? And as if things weren't already complicated enough, we have the appearance of a mysterious new character - will it be for better or worse?

Discover it next month, in this same channel and in the same profile!

Anyway, my dear loves, I'm sorry to have to pass you another chapter in "raw". Don't worry, as soon as I get a Beta I'll make sure to update these chapters so you can enjoy them as they should be. For now, just be a little more patient, okay?

In the meantime don't forget that reviews are part of a balanced diet to keep your author healthy and updating diligently n_n