AN: I somehow managed to make that sound family-friendly. Also, I've heard the Isle has got some sweet updates since I played it last. Do you think I should reinstall it?

Time: A Day Later

"Why are you obsessed with cars, Percy?!" Piper groaned as she was dragged to the showroom. "We just came here to get some new clothes!"

"And why are obsessed with new clothes?" The Dark god snapped back, dragging his date by the arm through the glass door.

"Uggghh..." She made a sound like a zombie, before dragging her feet reluctantly through the door into the high end, shiny showroom with glass on every surface and a lot of shiny, new automobiles, each looking better than the previous one, all looking as if they had come out of fashion magazines. Although her father was quite a famous celebrity, Piper had rarely seen such luxurious transport, and her face reflected it, as she looked on in wonder, hanging off Percy's arm as she glanced around, her jaw slightly slack in wondrous admiration.

The mortals were so ingenious in coming up with these things- Piper felt as if she would never be able to understand how they managed to make it work. Perhaps Athena knew. Hades, who was she kidding- Athena probably knew.

Piper had expected a lot of things when Percy asked her for a date. The mall had been ticked off her checklist, and she had been eagerly awaiting the movie or restaurant that followed.

Another car showroom was the last thing on her bucket list for this date. At least it wasn't a football stadium- she shuddered at the thought, shooting a little prayer to the gods, before she willingly trailed behind the overexcited Dark god.

"How may I help you?" A well-dressed assistant in a suit approached, giving them a shirt bow before straightening, projecting a very professional atmosphere.

Percy gave the attendant a small smile. "I already have a car booked. It was supposed to be picked up from your showroom. A Bugatti Chiron, the number is-"

He fumbled a bit with his back pocket before Piper helpfully held up his Hephaestus brand phone, a bland look on her face.

Shooting her a small, thankful smile that made her thighs tremble, Percy gratefully took the phone, turning to the attendant as he scrolled through several messages, finally spouting off the required string of numbers.

Piper smiled up at the Dark god, lost in her own thoughts.

If the two of them had not been taken by Jason and Annabeth, she would undoubtedly have gotten together with the son of Poseidon. As it was, she had harboured a little crush, a silly childish infatuation which had developed into a blazing fire somewhere along the line, causing her the regular teenage angst on who to choose, leading to several sleepless nights.

And then, just when she had reconciled herself with her emotions, burying her emotions of love and affection for the son of Poseidon as friendly affection, instead concentrating her affections on Jason.

And just then, the son of Jupiter had to be a hero and save them all, at the cost of his own life.

She had shed many tears over him too, but had a much better time recovering than Percy. She had felt jealous of his fatal flaw, personal loyalty made him completely and solely dedicated to Annabeth, unable to ever see her in a romantic light. That, coupled with his natural denseness saved him from the drama that accompanied her futile attempts at flirting with the demigod.

And then, Annabeth had died. His main anchor snapped.

She felt tears prick her eyes. She had been sent to many juvenile schools and marked as a delinquent, but she supposed it was mild compared to what the others went through. Thalia and Annabeth had run away from home and survived for many years on the road. Leo was an orphan. Percy had been horribly abused by his step-dad.

She had examined him. He had been raped in his childhood. Crippling depression had followed him like a sick puppy, smothering him and suffocating anybody around him.

Her loving, spoiling famous father, stealing spree and childhood fascination with shiny supercars, seemed luxury when compared with the hardships the others had gone through.

Piper hated feeling weak. She had been labelled weak as a daughter of Aphrodite at Camp. Breaking that image had been fun.

But still, she felt weak.

She was shaken out of her thoughts by Percy gently shaking her shoulder. Looking up, she was met with concerned sea-green eyes looking down at her. She felt her cheeks heat up immediately, her pink blush showing despite her dark, chocolate skin as she hid her face in Percy's dark shirt.

"Hey, Pipes, you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." She subtly dried the unknown tears trailing down her cheeks, feeling embarrassed at being caught. "I just felt nostalgic. Wondering what Leo's doing."

Percy smiled at her, falling for her lie. Well, it was a half-truth really, and she might have let a bit of charmspeak leak into her words.

"Leo's a game developer now! He owns his own company, courtesy of Hephaestus, and his games are all hits! I played a couple- games like the Isle and Ark."

He snickered at his own thoughts, ignorant of Piper smiling serenely at his rambling, something which had never changed. "He's set. I've heard the girls chase him, too. Not as much as me, but still. Leo McShizzle has achieved his destiny."

He straightened. "Now, if you will follow me, my lady. I need your expert opinion on my newest acquisition."

"What expert opinion?"

"I wanted them to give dinosaur livery designs. I know that I'm going to be super excited and carried away. I want you to check the designs and colours and the look. I've already checked the engines- you are in charge of the looks. You have free reign, Beauty Queen. Just remember, the Bugatti Chiron is dinosaur themed."

The two of them stepped into an elevator, heading for the underground garage.

As Percy whistled and tapped his foot in tune to what was undoubtedly another one of his metal songs, Piper distracted herself by examining her date's drool-worthy appearance, her kaleidoscopic eyes wandering over his toned form, mentally undressing him as she mercilessly butchered his privacy. She shivered, feeling his warmth against her cool skin, something which could never be replicated by her, admittedly impressive, collection of Percy Jackson merchandise, something which, almost every demigoddess and goddess seemed to have.

Piper was tall, at least she liked to think so. After all, her height of six foot one was normally considered tall. However, Percy still had four inches on her, making her curse as he never let her live down the fact.

Percy stood lean and tall, with his chiselled body dominating her shorter frame, a natural, fierce possessiveness atmosphere that came to him as naturally as bloodlust to Ares, a feeling that sent shivers of arousal through any female fortunate enough to feel it. And now, that aggression was protecting Piper. The thought made her feel giddy, making her chastise herself at acting like a lovestruck schoolgirl.

His face, better than anything even Aphrodite could have ever imagined, with sharp angles that sent shadows dancing across his skin, sharp enough to make cold hearts bleed. A sharp, aristocratic nose led to beautiful, delicious-looking ruby lips that just begged to be kissed and sucked, high cheekbones completing his regal look. His tanned, perfect golden skin slightly glistened with sweat, a slight, sexy stubble darkening his chin and chiselled, perfect masculine jaw, making him look every part the enticing Dark god he was. This time, his look was accompanied by an oh so sexy, messy man bun, which had actually made many of them squeal when he had first shown them the look. Despite the man bun, albeit a small one, he managed to retain his messy raven hair, with his darker than night hair falling every which way.

A single, silver fang shaped earring glinted on his earlobe, occasionally peeking out from behind his messy raven locks to blind unwary onlookers with its brilliance. The dark tattoos that peeked out, dark ink visible on his neck, the parts of his chest and collarbones that occasionally peeked out from underneath his shirt, and the tattoos running down the entire length of his arms, gave him a fierce, dark look. His towering form standing possessively behind her kept away potential annoyances, who would have otherwise approached the daughter of Aphrodite, entranced by her otherworldly beauty. And Piper's harsh, kaleidoscopic glare and the crushing jealousy and self-consciousness that came from being around her, kept the females at length, as she possessively hugged Percy's side. His long, strong arm at her waist was only the crushing blow.

His look was accompanied by a half-sleeved, black t-shirt- Amon Amarth or something- Piper did not particularly care about the bloody Viking shown in the t-shirt. Instead, what she cared about was the fact that Percy was not noticing her hands creeping up on his chest and abdomen, touching and feeling up his firm, toned muscles through the thin fabric of his shirt.

Percy did not seem to notice how she shamelessly groped his muscles, a small blush on her cheeks, as he played with his fingerless, black leather gloves. He would be driving around a lot, today. That, with his black skinny jeans and similar coloured sneakers, completed his all-black, rough metalhead look, accentuated by his somewhat long, dark hair and earrings. He felt his dogtags, cool and comforting, against the skin of his chest, calming him and masking his embarrassment at Piper's wandering hands.

In a failing attempt to ignore the sensations her soft palms were making him feel, rubbing deliciously against his abs and chest, Percy desperately tried to distract himself. The horrible elevator music, her soft hands slipping under his shirt, the uncomfortable tightness around his waist, her beautiful scent, the excitement of the car that awaited him, the daughter of Aphrodite hanging off his arm.

Finally giving up, Percy met her kaleidoscopic eyes, making her freeze as she realised she had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. His piercing gaze making her falter as her eyes stabilized in a heterochromatic colour scheme of half his shade of sea green, and the other half Thalia's shade of electric blue. Her chocolate skin heated rapidly, the pink of her furious blush clearly visible despite her dark skin tone as she blushed down to her neck, steam coming out of her ears.

With a cute 'eep!' she withdrew her small, soft hands rubbing his abs, making Percy miss her touch as she turned away from him in embarrassment.

Percy did not react, merely continuing to stare at her, his emotions better disguised than hers as she had ogled him.

Piper's soft, full pink lips that looked to him like delicious candy, her bright pink making her look as if she was perpetually wearing lip gloss. Tasteful dark mascara lined her perfect, almond-shaped eyes that seemed to have been drawn by Aphrodite's own hands, matching perfectly with her dark, chocolate skin. Her flawless skin glowed with life, making Percy's mouth water slightly as he tried to resist the urge to worship her sinful, erotic body.

Her curvy body attracted his hungry, predatory gaze as he stared at her, wanting to run his hands through her soft, silky brown hair and mess up her ponytail. Her signature braid was there, this time with a blue harpy feather. Wherefrom she got the feathers remained as great a mystery to him as the depth of Doomguy's pockets.

Only a thin, white t-shirt separated her from him, easily torn fabric that was just screaming at Percy to rip her shirt and ravage her right there in the lift. Her large, almost DD-cup tits, stretched the fabric of her shirt taught, making him hunger for the massive globes of milky flesh that she had hidden from him. Despite the tight, a few sizes too small bra that she wore, her boobs jiggled and bounced enticingly with every breath she took, the softness of her heavenly pillows gradually giving way to a perfect, toned stomach to rival Artemis. Her perfect, bubble butt was hidden behind faded, skinny ripped jeans, the rips giving Percy sneak peeks at her creamy, chocolate skin. Long, slender legs almost as good as the Hunters ended in black and white sneakers.

Forcefully tearing his eyes from the blushing daughter of Aphrodite, and mentally chastising himself, Percy stepped out, followed by Piper, finding himself in a well lit, high-end garage lined with supercars of several, varying shapes, sizes and colours that made him drool almost as much as his date.

His car was painfully obvious, and the two of them hurried towards the station where two men were finishing last-minute touches on the beautiful Bugatti Chiron.

"What do you think of it, Percy?" Piper asked, turning around to look at the gasping, awestruck god.

She could see why.

Much like his shark-themed Aventador, they had done a beautiful job. The entire car was done in brown, earthy tones, with a red neon kit underneath. The hood looked beautiful, the black carbon and brown metal going together, designed like a snout of a theropod, with flared nostrils, and a central ridge of short, sharp spikes, completed with a row of short, gleaming white teeth lining each wheel. But the most impressive feature, if she had to admit, was the completely spiked roof, reminiscent of the spiky back of an Ankylosaurus, finishing in some more spikes on the tail, like a Stegosaurus.

She supposed Percy could say much more- she was just guessing, having seen the dinosaurs from the Jurassic Park movies- but he was struck speechless, leaving her to do most of the talking.

She rubbed her chin thoughtfully. The paint job could have been better-

Noticing one of the people working on the Chiron standing off to the side, probably the head of the team, she approached him cautiously, leaving the Dark god back to fawn over his car.

"Excuse me, sir." She started in a meek voice, feeling slightly intimidated by the tall, ragged, Hephaestus- lookalike.

The man waddled over to her, shifting his cap, speaking in a strong southern accent, his voice almost lost in his messy bush of a beard. "What can I do for you, lassie?"

"I was just wondering if you could do a respray. I would like it if you could countershade that in different colours. Perhaps toxic or neon green on the bottom, fading to dark green and eventually to black on the roof. Maybe include a few metaphorical scars in red paint on the snout and spikes to show blood."

The man rubbed his chin, lost in thought. "Alright, lassie!" He shouted in a jovial tone, "I'll get it done. Give me a few hours more."

And that is how the young couple found themselves lost in the depths of an animal shelter, hours later, during sunset.

Piper laughed, playing with an abandoned cat on her lap as she sat on the floor, surrounded by all sorts of dogs and cats, of all ages, sizes, breeds and colours. The last few hours had been the best few hours the daughter of Aphrodite had ever had, as she had been endlessly swarmed by helpless, innocent animals without a family.

She laughed again, a tinkling sound that made the animals look at her as a Disney princess, stopping a puppy climbing her shoulder, reuniting it with the cute, little furry mass of puppies and kittens crawling around in her lap.

Absentmindedly scratching the ear of a half-grown mongrel panting, lying in a pancake position beside her, her beautiful kaleidoscopic eyes, brimming with barely concealed happiness sought out Percy behind the wall of wagging tails and fur, tracing him to another wall of the shop, where he was in a similar position as her, just with all sorts of reptiles.

A shiver went down her back as she made out several snakes of various colours and sizes, wrapped around various parts of his body. In his lap, he entertained a FUCKING crocodile of all things, in the same way she played with a puppy or kitten. Several monitor lizards lazed around him, occasionally scratching at his legs to get his attention, and a comforting rub.

The only cute part was the tortoise on his head.

Tearing his gaze away from the horrifying sight of her crush, and mentally praying that she would never be in his shoes, she gazed outside through the large glass window that let walkers by look into the shop.

It was sunset, and the entire city was bathed in a blood-red light as Apollo's chariot gave way to Artemis'. The people of New York were still milling about, buried in their mobiles, lost in their daily lives, unable to spare even a moment for anybody else, man or animal.

Piper turned to look back at the baby animals in her lap, a smile immediately blooming on the half-Cherokee girl's face as she played with them, scratching ears and letting them lick at her hands.

She jolted out of her thoughts when a pair of long, strong arms hugged her around the stomach, Percy's scent in her nostrils as he buried his face into her neck, nibbling at her neck gently.

"P-Percy- hngh- no-not here-" She panted, not able to resist tilting her head back to give him more access to her creamy neck, his sharp teeth sinking into her soft skin.

"Huh?"

The scream that tore through her throat brought several people scrambling out to the room to see who was being murdered.

"Hey! Apep just wanted cuddles!" Percy vehemently defended his new, pet snake curled around his neck, who had wandered over to her.

"I'll kill you, Percy!" She shouted, desperately hugging the German Shepherd she had accidentally tumbled over.

Her words were lost, however, as Percy pinned her to the ground, his soft lips pressed to hers to muffle any sounds that she might have made.

"Mmph!" Piper writhed and struggled in Percy's unyielding, iron grip as she felt the now christened black mamba- what were they doing with that in a shelter?- Apep slithered over their bodies, disappearing again in the mass of reptiles Percy had left behind.

Piper finally relaxed, her nerves soothed by the feeling of Percy's lips on her, her kaleidoscopic eyes searching his face as they finally broke apart, breathless.

Unknowingly, somewhere along the line, her fists had entangled in his collar, and she stared deep into Percy's mirthful, dark sea-green eyes. "I'll kill you, Percy."

He smirked. "Not new. Anything I can do to make it up to you?"

Unable to resist the temptation anymore, Piper used her hold on his collar to get another fleeting taste of his sweet, delicious lips.

"Ogygia is large. Our mansion is empty."

"So?"

The couple shared another soft, fleeting kiss in the mass of cute, fluffy fur.

"Get us all the abandoned animals in New York."

He was silent for a bit. Adopting hundreds of animals of all kinds, several of them possibly traumatized by their pasts, was quite a feat, even if there were twenty-six of them, and several of them immortals.

"I think I can manage that."

AN: Cute! So, ideas for Piper? I already have one in my mind, so I don't need it. It's not like I get anything much useful from these pointless questions, anyway.Keep calm and CR7!! Keep calm and LM10!! (Messi)