Hey guys!

Sorry for not updating in, like, forever! I am really bad with deadlines, and I have finals all this week for midterms, and yesterday morning, at midnight, the sky decided to dump four feet of snow on us, and it's still snowing! And Christmas is in two weeks, and I have to go Christmas shopping, and i am just really busy!

It's also crazy because I used to live in California where it was warm all year, and I just moved north a few months ago, so it's my first white Christmas!

Anyway, merry Christmas, stay safe, don't drive into a snowbank, if you're where it's warm, stay safe, stay warm, and May God Bless You!

Here's the story!

Percy

I couldn't believe that creep. Attempting to kill a billionaire whom I know nothing about, who owns too much tech for me to care about.

I'm impressed.

Oh, great. Now Annabeth is giving me the stink eye.

And now she told me to shut up and get on with the story. [How can I continue telling the story if I have to shut up? [By staying on track.]]

Anyway, I could tell he was a god. I have no idea who, or what in the name of Hades is Bone steel, But I could feel his aura.

He was really creepy, and kind of familiar. He gave me a strange sense of deja vu. It was creepy.

Yes, he was really creepy.

Back to the storyline.

I headed over to my mom's place because she invited me over for dinner. Little did I know I would find an even bigger surprise than the events that took place earlier that day.

Loki

I could sense my daughter's aura. She was nearby, possibly living in the city. I had to find her. I had to.

I started walking towards her. As I walked, my clothing morphed into more casual, midgardian clothing. I wove through large crowds of people, ducked down alleyways, and ran through a park.

Eventually, I was on the other side of the city, far away from that tower. I walked down a side street, surrounded by older apartment buildings. Finally, I arrived in front of a five story brownstone apartment building.

I entered the lobby and walked up the stairs.

Twenty minutes and five flights of stairs later, I arrived at her door. (I assumed it was her door, I could sense her aura behind it.)

I took a deep breath, and knocked.

"Just a minute!" I heard shouted from inside. "Oh, open up," the doorknob jangled, "There we go!"

The door opened. "Sorry, The door gets stuck sometimes. Now, how can I…" She looked up at me and stared.

I stared back.

"Honey? Who's at the door? Is everything ok.." A man appeared behind her. "Oh."

She frowned. "I know you. You're…" Her eyes widened, then narrowed.

"Sally…" I started.

SMACK!

Percy

I came home and the door was unlocked. That was a bit strange. Usually Mom locked the door, even when she was home. Ever since Smelly Gabe, she had become a bit paranoid.

"Mom?" I called.

"In here, Percy!" Paul called. That worried me.

"Is everything ok?" I asked, worried. "Is Mom ok?"

"Everything's fine. Your mom is just a bit shocked. I think."

That was weird. Mom usually is so calm about stuff and never freaks out.

I walked into the living room. There was Mom sitting on the couch, Paul next to her with his arm around her, and on the floor…

Oh my gods, there was the guy from earlier today passed out on the floor.

"Mom? What happened?"

My mom finally looked up. "He knocked at the door, so I opened it, and then… and then…"

"And then your mother punched him straight in the nose." Paul finished for her.

Mom gave him a small smile.

"Why? Did he insult you? Harrass you? Was he being creepy?" I was becoming really defensive.

"No, Percy. He showed up. That's all he did."

I was confused. He didn't do anything? What?

"What?"

My mom sighed. "Percy, I told you how my parents died in a plane crash, right?" I nodded. "Well, my mother died. My father did not. He had left to go on a… I suppose, a business meeting, you could say. He loved my mother, but he had to stay away for a long time, and when he heard she died, he must've thought I died as well."

I didn't get it. "So?"

"Percy, that man on the floor is my father. He is the norse god of mischief, lies, and trickery. His name is Loki."

"Oh."

"I suppose we have to call the Avengers. He tried to destroy New York, after all. Go see if you can find some rope, and I'll make the call."

I went to my room, and I returned with a rope used for fighting monsters (it had strands of Celestial bronze and Imperial gold throughout).

I tied him up, and after about 10 minutes ( to my ADHD mind it could have been 3 hours), there was a knock on the door.

I opened it, and, what to my wondering eyes should appear, but Tony Stark and the Avengers were here!

A tall, buff, handsome guy stepped forward. "Hey kid, we got a call that someone had apprehended Loki. Do you know where they might be?"

"Yeah, he's back there." I jabbed my thumb over my shoulder. "My mom knocked him out. I didn't even know she could throw a punch."

The guy's eyes looked over my shoulder, and widened. The other guy, Tony Stark, whistled.

"May we get by, son?" I shrugged and backed away.

The Avengers crowded into the small living room, a couple of them stooping to pick him up. The redhead was asking my mom and Paul some questions, nodding along to whatever they said.

The big blonde walked back over.

"Son, I'd like to ask you a few questions. Do you know why he came here?"

I frowned. "I think he just wanted to see my mom. I mean, he didn't break in, he didn't try to hurt anyone, he knocked at the door."

"Why did he want to see your mother?"

"According to her, he's her dad."

"Is there anything else you know?"

"All I know is that now I have two evil grandfathers."

Oh, no! Percy has two evil grandfathers!

The fates are so cruel!

Oh, wait. I'm the author. I'm so cruel.

Oh, no! I'm so cruel!

If you can find the Easter egg to T'was The Night Before Christmas, I'll write you your own chapter to whatever Avengers or PJO crossover you want!

Merry Christmas, stay safe, and may God bless you!

mems1223