Hey, wassup? I know that I haven't been on for a while, and I am sorry, so here is another ch. Of Prince Of (2)...
Nine year old Percy and Bianca were sitting on Nico's bed talking. Hades finally convinced Poseidon to let Percy have one break to spend time with his friends. Nico was trying to stay awake, he always wanted to do what his sister did. Maybe it's just a natural reaction all younger siblings have.
"Nico," Bianca sighed, "Go to bed! It's already 11:00 pm! Kids like you shouldn't be awake at this time!"
"No! Why should I? You and Perce don't have too!" Nico complained, even though his eyes kept drooping slowly.
"That's because your seven and we aren't. Right Percy?" Bianca nudged Percy's arm to tell him to give her some back up.
"Well. . ." Percy began, but then Bianca shot him a look that stated 'DON'T TEST ME AND LISTEN! OR ELSE!'so Percy just lightly chuckled and shook his head. He smirked and turned towards his youngest friend, " Sorry Dead Boy, your sis is older than you, deal with it."
With that, Nico responded with a glare, but was interrupted by a yawn. Bianca continued to stare at her younger brother fiercely.
"Fine, but get off my bed! You and your boyfriend can go 'talk' in your room! Thanks a lot Perce." Nico said tiredly.
"Oh shut it Nico, you know the Princess over there is just going to end up joining the Artemis and her hunters, or huntresses; you know what I mean. And besides, we're basically cousins, all of us." Percy ended with a soft tone to his words. He really did feel like the older brother out of them three, Bianca was eleven months younger than him. But he had a different father so he was just their 'cousin'. If it wasn't for the whole 'GODS DON'T HAVE DNA' crappy excuses, then they would be true family.
But Percy didn't have a family he was stuck in a big empty palace while his father goes around ordering people to work. And his mother was M.I.A at the scene because the King of Kelp didn't let her into his life. Even with his 'cousins' and godly friends, he really did feel alone.
"Fine Perce, let's leave Prince of the Pests alone to his beauty sleep."
"Actually Bianca, your the one who needs beauty sleep, not me. Nico retorted with a proud smirk on his face.
"OOOHHH! BURN! B, you let the mini prince put you on fire! Ouch, will you need some ice with that burn?" Percy exclaimed. He smiled inwardly when he heard Nico laugh, the prince of the dead was free spirit indeed.
"Percy, was that really necessary?" Bianca stated, but Percy could tell that she was trying really hard not to laugh.
"You do know, a prince should never act like that, it's truly unacceptable." Bianca continued, trying to sound mad and serious. Right after those words left her lips, Percy's invisible smile disappeared. Though Percy knew she was joking around, he knew she was right.
Percy's face turned serious and his eyes turned glassy and impassive, "Rule number eleven, never disgrace someone who has done no harm, treat them with complete respect." The older prince recited this sentence by heart. He memorized all sixty-four ruled two months ago. So know this was implanted in his brain.
Bianca stared at him sadly, she knew more than anybody that the real Percy was buried underneath the ashes and ruble. Behind all the rules, training, sadness, anger, and shame (towards himself); laid a nice, graceful, talented, smart, witty, beautiful musician Prince trying to shovel himself out.
But she knew he wasn't coming out any time soon. The princess feared that her most laved prince, will be trapped in a pit of self-pity and despair forever.
A/N if you want me to write any of Percy's childhood memories, tell me which ones. I still have a couple that I will write, but if you have any ideas, just tell me. You can review your ideas, and I will try to tie them in some way. :)