A/N: Okay, I actually do have a valid reason for updating late this time: finals! And I am done! Yayyyyyy.

This scenario is: meeting the fam

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson characters, nor do I own the song New Perspective by P!ATD.


~We move along with some new passion
knowing everything is fine~


Jason saw her again. That same glossy black-haired girl at the water park. She had not noticed him yet, but judging how him and Leo were standing plain in the middle of the grocery aisle, it was only a matter of time. She was studying a jar labeled 'peanut butter' as if it was the most important, time-consuming thing in the world.

He frowned. He looked over at Leo, who was busy being engrossed by staring into the large video game (he knew what these were because Leo played them all the time) cabinet with large puppy-dog eyes. He suddenly remembered Piper's ever-so subtle words when she had hissed at her best friend: "Don't you remember what she did to you? She's a bitch, and you know it."

Jason pondered his options at the moment: he could either pry and bring up the topic while letting the girl know they were there, or he could warn Leo so they could run away from the impending time-bomb. Just as he was about to do the latter, Leo, being Leo, took a step toward the video game glass cabinet, but he knocked some other things from one of the black shelves right next to it. "Shit," Leo cursed, suddenly blushing at his clumsiness.

Jason chuckled and bent down, helping his present roommate out and methodically ordering the disks back on the little shelf. "You're not graceful, you know that?"

"Ha ha," Leo muttered sarcastically, abating his voice slightly as to not to draw attention. "Graceful, very funny." That caused him to roll his eyes but smile nonetheless.

As he stood up fully once again, his eyes caught at the girl who was now staring heavily at the two of them, her gaze burning to him. Jason licked his lips nervously; he'd almost forgotten about her. He looked back down and noticed Leo was still immersed in his shuffling before he gazed back at the girl.

Subconsciously, he began to cross his arms self-consciously due to the way the girl was staring at him; however, it only made her deep brown eyes darken with lust at his arms, and even he noticed the slight bulge in his muscles. Damn my physical beauty, he thought with half a mind.

The girl was pretty; her nose was upturned in a petite manner, her eyebrows seemed arched to perfection, and her lips were a sweet cherry red color. If it wasn't for the way she then smiled at him and beckoned him over with her index finger, he would have almost thought her to be beautiful.

It was like she had not even noticed Leo, and judging about their obvious past with each other, the thought made Jason sick with disgust. Without second inquiries, he reached down and pulled Leo up on his feet. "Ow – Jason, what the hell?!" Leo all but screamed.

When Jason cleared his throat and nodded his head over to the girl, Leo acquiescently turned his head over and followed his gaze. Leo froze next to him, confirming his suspicions. "Fuck," he cursed again, his frown deepening. The sight was so strange, Jason felt he was obligated to wipe it off his face. "Isabel." The name sounded desperate but bitter all at the same time. Basically a sum up of Jason's life so far.

The girl – Isabel, as Leo so generously called her – finally lifted her heated gaze on him to the lanky boy next to him, and her eyes narrowed. Leo raised his eyebrows at her before mockingly giving her an air-kiss. Isabel, instead of looking offended by this like Jason expected, smirked and winked before turning around with her jar of peanut butter and swaying her hips while strutting away.

Jason whistled lowly, snorting, not believing the girl's attitude at all. She was uncaring and unfeeling like she couldn't give two craps about them. She only cared about...well, muscle. Which Jason fortunately but unfortunately had. "Wow, Piper was right...she really is a..."

"Bitch?" Leo offered, smiling bitterly. As Jason peered over at his roommate's face, he noticed the hurt in Leo's eyes and figured out immediately what the girl must have done to him.

He shrugged. "I was going to a say a desperate hoe, but sure, that works too."

At this, Leo turned to look at him, giving him an incredulous look. Then, he burst out laughing, clutching his stomach in his impetuous laughter. When his chuckles ceased, he looked back up at Jason, his almost betraying his revere in the situation. "Me and Piper really are horrible influences for you, huh?"

Jason shook his head, "Piper and I," he corrected. Leo shook his head, smiling widely; he was happy that he was now happy. That was all Jason was aiming for, anyway.

"And I am seriously loving you right now," Leo grinned, and before Jason could anticipate anything, he leaned forward and placed a sloppy, wet kiss on the boy's cheek. Jason grimaced and moved to shake the skinny boy off of him. The stupid boy just kept on laughing. "Why are you so mad? Is it because I said it before Piper did?"

That made him freeze in his mid-tackle with Leo, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a worker walk by them and widen her eyes at the situation. Immediately, Jason backed off of Leo and frowned as the worker reluctantly walked away. "Don't ever say that. I'm engaged. Why do you people always forget that?"

Leo rolled his eyes. "Because it doesn't fucking matter, that's why. Everyone knows that you want nothing more to get inside Piper's pants – well, shorts – and stay like that."

Jason opened his mouth to indignantly answer back with a sharp retort, but he got interrupted by Leo taking a tub of salt on one of the nearer shelves in the aisle and throwing it at him. It hit the ground with a thud after nudging against his stomach, and he glared up at Leo. "What was that for?!"

"Shh," Leo hissed. When he continued to stare at him strangely, the only thing he received was a whisper: "You just got assaulted."

Jason smacked his roommate's head and walked away.


"Remind me again why we are here?" he asked Leo for about the umpteenth time since they arrived at Piper's apartment. It was a first, he realized. He'd never been at Piper's chambers before, and he couldn't help himself; he was rather curious. Leo told him that they would be coming over her to pay a visit after their little trip at the grocery store, but he could not understand the point as to why.

"Again," Leo exclaimed, groaning in irritation. He was wearing what he normally wore: a t-shirt and those long boy shorts or whatever. "Piper told us to come here and, I quote, save me, I'm dying." When Jason continued to look at him confusedly, Leo sighed. "She doesn't mean it literally, of course. I think."

"You told me her family is here," Jason cut to the point, walking in pace with Leo as the walked down the hallway. "Does...does that mean...?"

Leo shook his head immediately, making Jason frown as he realized what that meant. His stomach dropped suddenly with disappointment but still apprehension. "No...Grandpa Tom – her grandfather – is not here. Yet. Until, you know...two more months." At the sight of Jason's frown deepening, he hastily continued, trying to avoid the obvious foreboding subject, "But as to why Piper's upset...well, she doesn't exactly like her family that much. Wait, scratch that. She does, but..."

"She does not like her sister?" Jason took a guess, remembering how a week ago the subject had been very raw to Piper. He remembered her calling her own blood a hateful term, and he felt chills just thinking about it. Then again, he later forgot about it due to the two of them dancing around the kitchen, stumbling in his own clumsiness, touching her thighs, and feeling the abrupt bulge in his –

"How do you know about Drew?" Leo asked, getting curious and turning to look at him in the eye.

Jason, still thinking about that day in the kitchen, felt his cheeks turn unnaturally hot at the feel of Piper's skin next to his, and he gulped down thin air to no avail. "It's a long story."

Leo still had that suspicious glare in his eyes, but he eventually shrugged it off as they finally halted at the door step. Jason let his gaze roam around, taking in the small mat below the step that read 'welcome' and looking up to see a flower pot that seemed to be dehydrated of water. The flowers that were once lilies now seemed shrivel gray snake sheddings. Lovely, Jason noted.

The boy next to him reached his fist up towards the door, preparing to give an impetuous knock that Jason was sure would ring for miles, but before he could do that, the door swung open, revealing a very distraught Piper McLean. The first thing he took in from her was her hair, displaying a flurry of a canopy of brown hair. It almost reminded him of when they first arrived into this realm, and she was so shaken up, she had twigs and leaves sprinkled here and there.

Her hair looked like that but minus the extra Christmas tree decorations, of course.

"Finally, you two fuckheads are here. I was just thinking of ways to pluck the hair of your greasy heads off," she hissed, her eyes looking almost murderous. Jason hesitantly took a step back, aware that she could spring any second, but he stopped short as he notice Leo break out into laughter. Clearly, she did this too often to be considered really threatening.

Jason chuckled along with Leo but a lot more cautiously and anxiously. The very annoyed girl snapped her eyes over to his and gave him a dark scowl. "What are you laughing about?" He felt he could choke if he giggled nervously one more time. She looked as if she was planning to eradicate him.

A clearing of the throat cut the both of their heated stares off – well, her heated stare. All three of their attentions being placed on the tall man behind Piper, both him and Leo's laughter ceasing to a stop. "Piper, I didn't know you invited some people over."

Jason looked at the man's features: his dark tan skin, Roman sculpted nose, high cheekbones, long lashes, and chestnut hair that was geld back in what seemed almost a professional way. But then again, he knew nothing about style – not in this realm, at least. The man, however, looked rather familiar; it was not as if Jason knew him personally, but as if... Oh. All the man was missing was a pair of ever-changing eyes to replace the dark brown and a cocky smirk, then he would be the exact replica of Piper but the male version.

He glanced back at Piper, anxious for an entire different reason now. Piper rolled her eyes, "Dad, I told you that if Mitchell gave me a noogie one more time, I was gonna call for repercussions."

"Yeah...that technically is my fault, Dad," Jason's gaze went up to stare at another man, who looked exactly not alike Piper and her clear father. The man – teenage boy, that was the better term, considering he looked about the same age as him – too had brown hair, but that was where the similarities stopped. His eyes were a sea blue and his skin was more pale than naturally tanned. The boy looked more like Jason than Piper or her father. "Piper and I were making planet cookies, and she just happened to knock over the remaining batter – "

"I can't believe you're still mad about that!"

"I wanted to eat the batter, okay?!"

"You always want to eat the batter, you pig!"

"Can you seriously blame me? You hog it all the fucking time!"

"Because you're always eating the frosting!"

Their little bickering session was cut short by Jason's slight chuckle, and they both turned to stare at him blankly. "What?" he inquired, questioning on why they had gotten silent all of a sudden.

The boy with the blue eyes – Mitchell, Piper called him – stared at him in confusion. He seemed to size him up before frowning, and Jason did not know why. "Who the hell are you?"

Since he was having a hard time trying to figure out how to answer that, Leo, thankfully, helped to rescue him from the impending disaster. "His name's Jason. He's a friend of mine and Piper; he's in biology with us. Don't worry, man, he won't hog all the food; I'll make sure of it."

The boy gave him one last judging once over before, and suddenly, his lips cracked into a large grin. Well, he certainly has mood swings, then. "Ah, right, Jason. The boy Piper never talks about." Jason was certain that was meant to hurt his ego, but he still remained utterly questioning as to what he was doing there. Mitchell, despite his warm smile, seemed particularly teasing of him as if he was trying to get on his nerves, and that, Jason noted, was definitely a similarity between him and Piper.

Piper slapped Mitchell on the side not too kindly, but the boy did not seem affected, his heart-breaker grin still gleaming on his face. "Ignore him. He's on his period. Anyways, Jason, this is Tristan, my dad," she introduced, gesturing to the tall man Jason had seen when they first arrived. Her father stared at him with the same look Mitchell had been giving him, but he seemed a lot more wary around him than the boy. "And this little sucker over here is Mitchell, my brother."

"Well, adopted brother," Mitchell cut in, flinging a playful arm around Piper's shoulders and staring up at him. "Piper here is too loving of me to admit this, me being older and all. I, along with Drew who is currently taking her dandy time in the shower, are adopted."

"Yeah, he heard you the first time, Mitchy," Piper snorted, escaping out of her brother's death grip. "And I'm the one who's older."

"Only by a few months, Pipes," Mitchell replied, then he turned to stare at Leo before nodding his head in a sign that Jason now learned to be as the 'bro code' as Leo sensitively put it. "'Sup, Leo," he said, to which Leo replied with a grin and a sarcastic reply.

And with that, Leo stepped inside the quaint little apartment, which reminded Jason of Leo's (the outline of it was rather much the same). Leo gestured for Jason to follow him which he did reluctantly. When they were uncomfortably settled down a bit, Leo cut the awkward silence and stated out loud, "So, I heard something about planet cookies?"

"Planet cookies?" Jason echoed, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Oh, yeah," Piper whispered quiet enough so that only him and Leo could hear but not the others. "I forgot you were raised around the geocentric theory where the earth is the center of the universe." Leo snorted in response. Jason continued to stare at her confusedly.

"What are you talking about? The earth is – "

Mitchell nodded, his face grinning widely (he nor his father had heard the three's exchange, or they would have probably been suspicious and curious). "Planet cookies, baby." When Jason turned around to look for the father, he could not find him; he probably had to go do some work, he reasoned. After all, Piper told him he could get rather busy with his career and all.

Mitchell led them towards the kitchen where nine baked goods lay on a pan, clearly cooling after heating.

"Hey, that's cheating," Leo pouted, staring at the cookies as well. "Pluto ain't a planet."

Mitchell frowned. "It should be. We shouldn't discriminate against the smaller planets. If it is revolving around the sun, then it is a planet." Jason was confused with this whole business of everything revolving around the sun, but he decided to not look dumb just this once and keep quiet.

"Well, technically," Leo reasoned, "it's slightly off course, not exactly revolving around the sun, but – "

"You're slightly off course."

"True."

"You can have any cookie you want."

"Mkay," Leo shrugged. Then, his eyes brightened up with mischief as he took one of the medium-sized circular cookies which were colored a light shade of blue. That surprised Jason; he thought he would have taken the biggest cookie in the center instead of one of the smaller ones, knowing Leo. Or, perhaps the one with the weird slanted circular thing that looked like a ring. "Hey, Piper."

He looked strangely excited while Piper stared up at him, her eyes telling just how apathetic she was. "What?" she drawled out.

"It's the only time I ever get to eat Ur-anus!" Leo blurted, and Mitchell, to Jason's surprise, burst out laughing until they both had tears leaking out of their eyes. Jason, on the other hand, remained still as his mind could not comprehend the meaning of the joke.

Piper chuckled lightly before reaching over and holding up a cookie that was a little darker shaded. "Keep talking like that, and I'll stick Mercury up your ass. And I'm not talking about the planet."

Mitchell continued belting out his insane chuckles while Leo started smiling sheepishly while still laughing. Jason still did not understand. "Ah, Jesus," Mitchell said, his fingers reaching up to wipe away the wetness that was leaking out of his eyes. "I forgot how stupidly funny you are, Valdez."

Leo shrugged, looking proud of himself. "You're forgiven," he said smartly.

Piper seemed to notice his unease about being left out, so she took the big cookie in the center and split it in half. "Here ya go," she said not unkindly, surprisingly different than how her voice was a while back. He took the half of the cookie gratefully but not without noticing the big red circular dot in the center.

"What's this?" he asked, gesturing to the huge blob in the center. She looked over at the cookie before grinning slightly.

"It's Jupiter's great red spot. Did you hear it's shrinking?" she asked mockingly before laughing at his clueless face. "That was a joke. Of course you didn't, you don't even know what it is."

He narrowed his eyes at her, starting to feel slightly offended. "Instead of laughing at me for not knowing these things, you could at least inform me. And did you mention Ju – "

"Jupiter? Yes, I did," she said, crunching on her cookie merrily while smiling at him through the frosting that caked her mouth. "Though it doesn't have to do with your father. Or it might. I'm not sure. Don't worry about it."

He breathed through his nose harshly before opening his mouth, preparing to say something when Mitchell beat him to it. "What are you two talking about?" he snapped, looking at the two of them as if he had not even pictured them to be talking to each other. The way Mitchell stared at him hinted out to be...protective, and it was starting to make Jason feel threatened. He shifted uneasily before turning around again to look back at Piper.

She seemed irritated if nothing. "None of your business. Keep armpit farting with Leo; see if we care." She went back to continue talking to Jason, but Mitchell was relentless; despite being adopted, he seemed to share more traits with her than she did with her father. Then again, Jason did not even know her father to even judge.

"Jason, right?" Mitchell asked, his eyes narrowing as he began to stare harshly at him. Jason, trying his best not to show he was affected, met him glare for glare, attempting one of his best intimidation stares. Apparently, it did not go as planned because that just made Mitchell more prying. "Where are you from, man?"

'Man', Jason now was comfortable enough with the terminology he learned from Leo to know not to flinch or react in an unusual way. This time, Piper spoke for him instead, "He's from California, Mitchell."

If anything, Mitchell's eyes sparked with interest even further. His facial features glimmered with something different, and Jason knew he was treading on dangerous grounds here. "A fellow Californian, huh? That would explain the blonde hair and clearly fake tan. Well, where, then?"

Piper opened her mouth to reply, but he knew that if she kept on answering questions that were meant for him, it would not help the situation. So, Jason replied, thankful for his geography lessons with Leo. Yes, Leo taught him geography. The world really was changing. "San Francisco."

At that, Mitchell grimaced, crossing his arms across his chest. "Ooh, home of the beggars. And hills. Lots and lots of huge hills."

Piper walked over to Mitchell and shoved him hard, making him lose his balance slightly. Despite them being siblings, Jason was grateful for the support, but he strangely still felt offended. But why should he? It was not like he was actually from there. They were just saying it to throw off unattended curiosity. Piper sighed before staring at Jason, throwing him a sweet smile that he almost believed, "Ignore him. He doesn't actually hate San Francisco. He just hates you."

Jason snorted. "That makes me feel so much warmer." The next time Mitchell looked at him, it was not with contempt and confusion. Jason took it he bought it. At that moment, he was grateful that his accent was slowly slipping away. It ceased his drawing of attention, and if it had not, then Mitchell would not have believed his whereabouts. But, still...his accent was something that was apart of his...his life. And now that he was losing it...it made him feel as if he was losing a life that once seemed permanent.

If he was losing his accent, did that mean he was losing his identity?

Mitchell smiled, his posture a lot more relaxed before tensing up a bit. His body seemed to freeze as he looked as if he was considering something he had not before. Just as Jason was about to take another bite of his cookie, Piper's brother spoke. "Hey, so...are you two, like...screwing?"

He almost choked. Again. Heat flared into his cheeks, and he gazed over at Piper who looked just as mortified as him. Leo, who he almost forgot was there, was laughing again, which seemed all he knew how to do. Before they could both either say something, a new voice, almost sultry and seductive sounded, and it made his bones chill. "Well, this is an interesting predicament."

There was a girl with black hair and dark cocoa colored eyes. Her hair wrung wet around her shoulder in frenzy curls while she stared up at him through thick lashes. But that was not what caught his attention. She was in nothing but a towel. He glanced away hastily, his lips twisting slightly into a frown. This must be Drew, he thought before staring up at Piper.

He froze as he saw her expression. It was one of distrust and disappointment, looking as if she wanted to punch the girl in the towel or just stand there and bask in the hurt. With her lips turned downwards in a disapproving frown, she stared indignantly back at who was clearly her sister. "Drew."

"Piper," the girl said, cocking her head to the side and smirking. Her eyes were covered with dark shadowy things along with some other black thing that made her eyelashes look longer than they were. It was right then that he knew the girl had planned it. How could the girl shower but then wear makeup without wearing her clothes? Jason had dealt with enough girls like her; they were all over him back at the castle. But she...she was experienced, unlike those other girls. Like she knew exactly what she wanted, and she would fight to get it.

But there was another similarity between her and the girls back at the castle; they reminded him of that other girl Isabel at the grocery store. Them, along with Piper's sister, reeked with desperation.

It made him grimace.

"I haven't seen you in two months, Pipes," the way the girl said it made it seem like it was an insult rather than an endearing nickname. Jason, along with the others, watched the exchange with fascinated but confused eyes.

"You called me a week ago," Piper pointed out, feigning innocence when he knew she wanted nothing more to snidely remark. "To remind me that it was your birthday."

"Just wanted to make sure you remembered," Drew replied, the water droplets from her hair hitting the floor wetly. Why she was just in a towel, the world and the previous may never know. "By the way, how's Dylan? Is he doing fine after the break-up?"

The kitchen went silent. Jason swore he probably would be able to hear a pin-drop after all this tension; he glanced to the left and saw Mitchell staring at Drew similar to the way Piper was but in a protective manner, and Leo just kept on raising his eyebrows at her in disbelief, like he could not believe she was being for real right then. Piper just stared, her eyes not betraying any emotion at all; it reminded him of how she looked at him when they first met, now that he thought of it. It seemed so long ago.

Who is Dylan?

Drew, clearly getting the response she wanted, smirked cruelly. Then, suddenly and surprising him abruptly, she walked towards him, her trail slow and attempting to be alluring. Her towel was placed in a way he was scared it might drop, and he wanted to run while he could because she was not what he wanted to happen right now. The girl halted right in front of him, and the children in the kitchen did nothing but watch, inquisitively watching the precarious situation while he was left in the dumps, confused.

She leaned forward the same time he stepped back, his back hitting the counter behind him. Drew's seductive posture flickered, as if she was not expecting him to refuse her so clearly like that, but before he could feel satisfaction for it, she held her ground like a vice. The girl wrapped her arm around his torso and reached behind him; he turned around to notice the plate of cookies was still behind him. She took a cookie before slowly stepping back from him.

It was his big red spot cookie. The one he recently just put in his mouth. And she bit into it, allowing his saliva in her mouth. Her eyes remained on his the entire time, but he did not understand. If she thought this was making him feel aroused in any sort of way, as in the way (he reluctantly had to admit) when he touched Piper's upper thighs the other day, then she was very, very egregiously wrong.

She slowly walked around the corner of the kitchen and turned her back to him and left, leaving him flabbergasted and disgusted. She treated and looked at him as if he were a piece of meat.

When the shock of what happened finally settled down, he caught everyone's eyes on him, burning through him for any type of reaction. Even Mitchell and Leo, who were a lot alike, he grew to learn.

But when he looked over at Piper, his heart stopped. She was...glaring at him. As if the one thing in the world she may hate more than her own sister was him. Her eyes burned with something strange, and the way she crossed her arms across her chest was almost in a defensive manner. She was angry at him; he understood that much.

"What?" he asked her, breaking the sharp silence that bit into him harder than a knife.

She answered back by narrowing her eyes further. Then, her features softened considerably, and soon, that smile of hers was back on and radiating. But even he could tell it was fake and tainted with fatigue. As if she was not in a war she could possibly find herself winning.

"Nothing," she said reluctantly, turning away to look at the refrigerator blankly. He continued staring at her. Was she...? No, he told himself forcefully, shaking the thought away before he could ponder on it. But still, the possibility was quite ubiquitous.

Piper was beautiful. She should not have to be threatened by that by her own sister. So, why did she stare at him the way she did?

Mitchell was the first to break the silence, clearing his throat and offering a tentative smile. "Uh...can one of you guys pass me a cookie?"


A/N: Jealous or nah, Piper? DeNial ain't just a river in Egypt, honey bun. Isn't Drew an annoying little brat? I'm not sure if I should make these new characters people who will show up more often (like a reoccurring member) or not. I honestly think Mitchell has potential, but Drew is annoying to write because her character is flat.

Tell me what you think :)

Till next time,

Penguin