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Chapter 31

Hermes was going to get the supplies with his Pagani Zonda in Apollo's special storage space, and the healer himself was going to be getting the supplies he already had and doing everything he could to help Percy.

"And who may this boy be?" Demeter, the businesswoman of cereal and agriculture asked curiously. "Did he eat too much cereal?"

"Let's see," Hades drawled sarcastically. "I didn't know you even could eat too much cereal."

"Oh yes you can," Demeter responded, and her voice had a sort of warning edge to it. "I encouraged a person to eat cereal because he was skinny. I got the news from his angry mother the nest day that he ate too much cereal and got sick. Morpholine I think it was."

The man who owned the funeral business decided not to comment any further, choosing rather to get away from the 'crazy cereal woman' and rather going to 'the daughter of the crazy cereal woman.'

"The boy is my son Demeter," Poseidon responded to the original question of 'who's the boy.' "Although I don't know where Sally is, I'm sure she's off somewhere."

Amphitrite was currently somewhere else, talking to Hera who was glancing at Percy every so often. And Artemis was talking to her half-sister Athena on the couch about architecture, however much it bored the one who swore off males.

"What if I try to wake him up?" Thalia suggested to Apollo as she stared at her cousin who was supposedly 'sleeping.'

"You can try," Apollo responded before shrugging. "But I don't think-"

"PERCY!" Thalia bellowed so loud that all the occupants in the large room turned to stare. She shrugged casually as if she did it everyday. Still, she lowered down the tone of her voice and proceeded to talk again. "If your sleeping is fake, then wake up right now. There is no escape."

A small groan and Thalia let a smile grace her previous sharp features. She pushed Percy for a moment, making sure it didn't hurt him, before laughing.

"Thalia you suck," Percy said, sitting up slightly. His sea green eyes stared at Nico who childishly put his arms up in surrender. "I don't think Nico had any involvement in it."

"Would you mind introducing yourself to us?" Hera asked, letting a hint of frost come in her tone.

"I would but..." Percy trailed off as he saw his cousins snickering. He looked around at all the different faces, flinching when he saw Dionysus who merely sneered at him. "Percy Jackson," he eventually said. Then after some thinking, added something. "Son of Sally Jackson, and may she rest in peace."

Some quiet moments of shock, before Poseidon could actually register what his son had said. "Sally's dead?"

Sea green met sea green eyes.

"You didn't know?" Percy asked in feigned surprise. His easygoing expression turned into anger, but if looked deeper, hurt could be seen. "Of course you don't know. I'm guessing you just went with my mother as a fling, and then left her with me. Oh no wait, left her with Gabe and me."

"Who the hell is Gabe?" Ares asked incredulously, thinking it was a stupid name.

The father and son ignored Ares, and finally Poseidon spoke.

"Percy I didn't know," Poseidon responded to the rant, careful not to set off the ticking time bomb that his son might be. "You don't understand, I had to leave-"

"Oh I don't understand?" Percy interrupted, feeling his temper rise up. "Tell me this, do you understand what it's like to get shot?"

The owner of the 'fishy' business grimaced. "No-"

Once again, the teenager interrupted. "Do you understand watching my mom die? You could have done something!"

"Could I really have done something?!" Poseidon exploded.

"You could! You're not a god, you're a businessman who could have stayed, and prevented my mom from dying!"

Introducing Amphitrite. Her eyes blazed. "Excuse me?"

The sea green eyed teenager glanced at the actual wife of Poseidon. "Well maybe you shouldn't have met my mom either way. Then I wouldn't have to be born, yeah, that would be great wouldn't it? Maybe she would have still been alive."

"My son..."

"Don't call me your son Poseidon, we might be biological, but in logical terms, I'm ashamed to call you my father."

Said person flinched, bowing down his head, but refusing to back down at the same time. "I have another wife, I couldn't just leave her-"

"And yet you used my mother as a fling, leaving her to the hands of death. Oh what a brilliant excuse Poseidon."

Percy speaking the truth while insulting Poseidon at the same time- everyone had a point of where it got too much. "I loved your mother! She wasn't another fling; you're not another bastard, no matter how much you wish it to be. I am your father, and that is how it will stay!"

"And who are you to decide?"

"Enough!" Hera shouted. Her queenly face looked angry, and she was standing up regally, similar to royalty. "This is meant to be a family reunion!"

Thalia snorted. "Well look how that turned out."

Hera ignored her step-daughter. "And yet you two are arguing-"

"For a good reason," Percy added in.

"Percy your name was. Is it really that hard to get over your mother's death-"

"For me it was," Nico shared his input.

"And get along with your father?" Hera finally finished through all the interruptions, feeling rather satisfied with herself.

Percy nodded his yes, glaring at his father the whole way. His sea green eyes looked similar to a flood or hurricane- not those usual mirthful eyes he had when he was with his cousins.

"I need to go," Percy suddenly blurted out.

Nico shook his head silently, as if begging his cousin to not go. There was a rule for the family reunion. Once you arrived, you can't leave. It was quite scary, but that was how it went.

"You can't leave," Dionysus said in a bored manner, drinking something that was purple. "When you arrive, you can't leave," he chugged the drink down his throat, smiling creepily afterwards. "That's the rule."

"Screw the rules," Percy responded, and surprisingly, it was Artemis that stopped him.

"Sally Jackson?" Artemis asked, and when Percy nodded, her eyes softened. "I knew her. She wanted to become a writer. I was in the same room as her when you were born."

"But was he there?" Percy asked curiously, looking at Artemis.

She shook her head. "He wasn't. I remember Sally though, she was a nice woman. It's too bad she died."

As the silver eyes softened, Percy's eyes did as well. There weren't many people who knew- bar complimented his mother anymore. Even Poseidon didn't say anything about her. And here was a person he barely knew at all, saying something.

"Thanks," Percy answered gratefully.

A head nod from Artemis. The feeling was mutual now. Poseidon however, felt a pang in his chest at being ignored and hated by his son. Was it really his fault?

"But if you must," Hera continued, her tone going slightly gentler. "Go outside with your cousins. Just make sure to come back for dinner,"

"Thank you Hera," Thalia said gratefully, feeling her mood lift.

"You're welcome."

A/N: Trying to keep the updates below three weeks, so bear with me. Mostly filler chapter with arguments and the next few chapters will not exactly be the longest. Thanks for all the support!

Ali (Guest): They're all in the cream building.

Tori Daughter of Apollo: Thanks, I usually write, and then read it over once, but sometimes there will probably be some grammar mistakes.