Lightning; I figured it would be the best place for them to live with all their attributes while being isolated yet, not isolated.
Percy Jackson; He did, you just missed it
Okay, this chapter will focus on a bit of the life here on the island, more specifically some amusing parts of it. It is also a bit shorter than normal due to a need for me to sleep.
Morning
Theron was slow to rose this morning, a trait his mother shared as a moon deity, but eventually he did wander downstairs, in a pair of grey sweatpants
They may not walk around constantly naked, but they weren't exactly ultra strict in their dress code either.
There, Thalia was making Pancakes, in just a black thong. While to most males an attractive 20ish year old making pancakes in just her skimpy underwear was a hot sight, this had a dangerous edge to it.
"Morning" she waved friendlily.
"Morning..." he sounded, nervous almost, as if he was face with a great danger to his very life. She sighed dramatically at the way he was reacting.
"Really Theron...you look like your afraid from your life"
"Well, to be fair, the last time you cooked, Aunt Thalia, Percy and Aunt Artemis got food poisoning" a dark skinned male a year and a half younger than Theron, Hisani's son Kenyatta, chuckled as he walked down in black sweat shorts "Which I don't get seeing as Aunt Artemis is a god, so how did she get food poisoning?"
Thalia blushed in indignation "I forgot one ingredient in a very complicated, detailed and confusing recipe, once, and no one ever lets me forget it"
"It was Oatmeal" they said blandly, as Thalia swore (She was always the dirtiest tongued person they knew), and removed a pancake and drew a fork.
"Oh yeah, well I swear on the River Styx that these pancakes will be edible...in fact I'll eat them myself" she took a piece, ate it...and collapsed to the ground.
"Another for the hospital wing" Kenyatta sighed
"When did it become a wing?" Theron asked, as their stomachs growled in synch.
They were still hungry...for anything not cooked by Aunt Thalia.
The Dog House
The biggest door was shaking, as an exited barking was comming from the other side of the very abused door. The only reason that Mrs. O'Leary even had a dog house was because once she tried to sleep on Percy's bed, while Thalia and Annabeth were with him...
It really was for the Hellhound's own good, as well as for their beds.
The older Nirmala, the Indian Huntress, dressed in actual cloths, a grayish blue blouse and jeans, yawned, as a little girl clung to her leg nervously, dressed in a little blue version of her mom's cloths. She appeared to be about six or so.
"Nilima, you wanted to walk Mrs. O'Leary today..."
"I wish she'd calm down" the little girl whimpered
"Its okay, you know she won't hurt you" on purpose, she left out "Now, all you need to do is place this leash on her" said leash was about the thickness of a chair leg and as long as an industrial pipe, with a metal part about the size of a armchair "And it will be fine" the little girl nervously nodded, as her mother opened the gate by undoing the sea ship sized chain's padlock
The resulting black blur, bigger than a tank, burst out, dashing around them as Nirmala used her bow to fire the leash onto its corresponding point on the dog's collar.
They grabbed the leash, just as the eager dog shadow traveled...
To the middle of the Sahara, where Mrs. O'leary quickly took to sniffing some sand dunes.
"Why does Mrs. O'Leary want a kitty box?" Nilima asked cutely, and Nirmala was wondering that herself.
Why did their dog want to go to the bathroom in a boiling pile of cat litter anyway? Normally, her walks just went to random places in places like Nairobi, Seoul or Coppenhagan.
Hence why they were fully dressed.
"Um...can we go home, Mrs. O'Leary?"
"Woof"
...
"HOME, NOT NOME, ALASKA!"
The Archery Field
Several targets for the practice of the noble art of Archery, round bullseye targets painted with rings, stood at the end as Artemis took to a fruitless task, like Sisyphus and his boulder
"Percy, raise the bow higher" she instructed, taking on the form of a fully armored female knight, a form that amused the black haired Billie and the blond haired Albert, who were watching this lesson for the entertainment value.
"The armor is a little extreme, Aunt Artemis" Billie frowned
"No, it really isn't" Albert commented "Dad really does suck"
"HEY!...I'm getting better"
"Its true...he hit the target last time" barely, but still...
He rose the bow, aiming the thing straight at the center of the target.
Sweat beaded down his face, as he forced his ADHD mind into complete concentration.
A bird called from overhead, sounding like a hawk or buzzard, before Artemis looked up and the bird shut up.
Feeling confident, Percy fired the arrow straight at the target...
As a ping sound showed said arrow bounding off Artemis's armor. There was an odd silence after this.
"Did that just..." Billie began
"Somehow...defying logic, space, all forms of accuracy and the laws of momentum, he did" Albert clarified.
Artemis's armor melted off her...as lava, as she stomped up to Percy, and looked him dead in the eye, in her Diana form for maximum effect.
"How, in the name of all forms of projectile weaponry, did you manage to do that!"
Percy gulped "Um...I have a unique talent?"
Flick
"OW!" he grumbled, as he took up the bow again, the training implement now reloaded...as Diana grabbed it
"Oh no you don't..." the bow twanged, having been aimed at Artemis's stomach...but somehow had just made a bulls eye, from 270 degrees away.
Awkward silence
Diana reverted to Artemis, as the goddess sighed "I still cannot understand men"
"And I cannot understand how that happened, twice" Albert muttered
Annabeth's Workroom
Hundreds of detailed, confusing blueprints littered the table, covered the walls, and filled the trash bin, as Annabeth, dressed in a magenta shirt and jeans (that resembled her movieverse counterpart's clothing) rapidly penciled notes, changes, and numbers to various points in several of them.
"Mom...ever take a chill pill" Shannon, who was with her mom at the moment in her workroom, dressed in a orange tang top and shorts, frowned "Works important and all, but you have a week, no need to go all out at it"
Her mom twitched in a manner that worried Shannon greatly "These boat designs need to be in, and I will not leave them until the last minute! Zaria, where's the brain booster!"
Zaria, dressed in her legacy of Green Day T shirt and shorts, was electrifying and stirring, with both of her legacy powers, a bubbling drink that did not look appetizing.
"Um, Aunt Annabeth, I'm a lot better than my mom when it comes to cooking, but I still think this might be a bit...deadly"
Growling, Annabeth grabbed the liquid, before ingesting it in one gulp "I formulated this with the aide of the best guides to home made recipe avaliable, this can't work..." she turned green, as she began attacking her paperwork with speed that Hermes himself would wish for...
"Um...Mom, what are you doing?" Shannon asked, her mom, after rapidly attacking her paperwork, was now scribbling into thing air.
"I am doing my work, Silena!" she growled, before she returned to it...as the two girls exchanged nervous looks. Silena was one of their parents old...dead comrades.
"Um, Aunt Annabeth, are you sure your feeling alright..."
"Yes I am Bianca, now leave me to my work!"She moved for another sip of that odd concoction, before Zaria blasted it with lightning, destroying it, before draining the liquid into the air and out of the room entirely.
"NOOO! MY PRECIOUS! MY PRECIOUS, HOW DARE YOU KRONOS!" she began rapidly slashing at thing air with her knife, as Zaria and Shannon backed slowly away...very slowly.
The Infirmary
Thalia woke, opening her eyes as she found herself in the infirmary, where Percy was sitting in the chair next to her, and another bed, which she noted Annabeth to be in, where she was calling out
"HERA! I WILL KILL YOU!" she swiped at the air like a drunken cat. Thalia gave Percy a questioning look
"Her brain performance booster did its job, and may have temporarily messed with her head until it is flushed from her system..."
"DIE OCTAVIAN! DIE!"
Percy smiled at that one "It was nearly as deadly as your cooking"
"WHY YOU..."
Percy chuckled "You know, we really do need this building far too much"
Thalia frowned "Why are you here anyway, Percy?"
He also frowned "Isn't it normal for the husband to watch over his ill wife...even if he has two?"
"Yes, but its odd that you also barricaded the door" the door was blocked by two heavy filing cabinets and a chair. He chuckled.
"Well...I may have had another archery practice session..."
"And now Artemis is annoyed at you? Percy..."
"Well, not annoyed, a bit worried about the time space stability of the universe, but not annoyed"
"Wha?"
"Nothing"
BANG
"Oh boy..."
"PERCY!"
"Um, no Lady Artemis, Percy's not here" Percy said in a girls voice, as if doing a really bad Thalia. The real one groaned loudly at the imitation.
"PERCY I KNOW THAT'S YOU!"
"Yes..."
"Your having another practice session...we need to figure out if the odd occurrences that happened with your archery was a fluke or something else"
"Did you have to yell, though?" He asked meekly.
"Percy, she was outside a building and had to get your attention" Thalia muttered
"DIE SPIDER, DIE!" Annabeth began to rapidly flail her limbs around, attempting to swat the imaginary spider. Thalia looked at Percy briefly, cringing as Annabeth hit Percy by mistake
"DIE SPIDER!"
"Can I come with you...somehow this hospital seems dangerous for my health now"
After another archery session that no longer managed to violate the laws of the universe, Artemis decided to put the thing to rest, as Percy had Thalia and Nirmala that night