Percy slowly rose to his feet and walked towards the huge gold and lapis doors and slowly pushed them open. He froze in shook; Poseidon and Zeus were in the middle of a shouting match with Amphitrite and Hera.
"…is the single most insufferable demigod alive, only that daughter of Athena was worse." Hera shouted.
"My son is not.."
"I want that bastard gone, I will not have him under my roof any longer!" Amphitrite screamed at Poseidon.
"He has nowhere else to go, I will not have the savior of Olympus homeless! Didn't you hear the new prophecy? We will need him in the future too! We must know where he is!" Zeus argued.
"She does not want to have a constant reminder of his unfaithfulness in her home! No one should have to deal with their husbands bastards staying in their home!" Hera was furious.
Percy did not make much sense of what he heard. His brain was still fuzzy from too much sleep. It felt like his head was filled with some kind of thick goo, his thoughts move so slowly.
"Well if not for Percy she would not have a home! He must not be driven away from Olympus, we need him for our continued survival!" Percy did not quite understand why or from what, but he gathered the fact that Zeus was defending him.
Percy scratched his side, the shirt he was wearing itched like Hades. His pants were also too wide, they were barely even hanging on her.
"Can't he stay on Olympus then?" Amphitrite asked exasperated.
"He as soon as we can build a palace for him at Olympus he can, but until then he will have to stay here." Zeus said.
"I will not have that bastard staying any longer, it has been over two weeks now. I WANT HIM GONE!"
"Dear, he might not be yours, but he is still my son. He can stay here at least until we can find other arrangements." Poseidon said softly.
Percy slowly made his way into the room and stole a quick glance around. He realized he had just entered the throne room of Atlantis, from which his father ruled the Seas. This might be the most beautiful room he had ever seen. He could simply not find words to describe it, the closest word he could find was 'Divine'.
"Are your brain made of seaweed or something? She wants him gone," Hera said.
Percy's attention jerked back to the argument.
"Seaweed-brain? How do you know my nickname?" Percy asked, he was still too confused to really make sense of what he heard.
Everyone's attention snapped to Percy. Hera turned so fast her neck made a sickening cracking sound.
"Speaking of the devil," Hera said rubbing her neck
"The devil? Is the devil here?" Percy looked around confused.
"Wait, there ain't any devil in Greek mythology." Percy scratched his head.
"Poor little Percy seems to be confused," Amphitrite snickered.
"What's wrong Percy." Poseidon was clearly concerned as he made his way across the Sandstone floor.
"There's nothing wrong." Percy swayed where he was standing.
Poseidon rushed the last steps over to Percy and steadied him.
"What are Zeus and Hera doing here, dad?" Percy asked his father.
"Well Zeus was here to talk to me about the state of Olympus when Hera showed up with Amphitrite. Apparently having you staying here is not good for my wife's mental health." Poseidon explained slowly, since he could tell his son was still confused.
"That wouldn't be a problem, as soon as I get chance to change out of these clothes I will be gone. I got a few primordial to take care of." Percy almost fell over, but a steadying hand from his father kept him standing.
"I think you need to go back to bed, you can't even stand on your feet. Here eat this," Poseidon said as he handed Percy a square of Ambrosia.
"Thanks, but I'm really all right." Percy popped the square in his mouth before answering.
"You should lay back down, boy." Zeus actually looked genuinely concerned for Percy.
"I am all right, uncle."
"The primordial can wait, you have to recover before you can go up against any of them. According to the new prophecy you will once again be instrumental for the survival of Olympus, so please don't do something rash. Take your time to recover and train back up to your former strength, then come before the council and you will receive all the help we can give you. But I do expect to see you as soon as your palace is finished."
"Thank you, Zeus, but that would not be necessary. First of I am not worthy of a palace at Olympus, secondly it will be a waste since I will spent every waking moment chasing down and killing primordials." Percy's head was clearing slowly, but instead his body was slowly going numb and unresponsive. Percy stumbled again and this time he almost hit the floor before Poseidon could catch him.
"Come on, ma'boy. It's time for you to lay down again. Don't worry Zeus, I will bring him to Olympus as soon as he is ready.
"That sounds good, brother," Zeus said before disappearing.
"Wait! Is that bastard still staying here? I said I WANT HIM GONE!"
"yes he is staying until they can finish a place for him at Olympus." Poseidon said as He carried Percy back to his bed.