AN: Initially, I wanted to write about Annabeth in the Isles of Blest in this chapter- the special fifty! However, I decided nope, instead I'm going to utilize Percy's birthday that passed a few weeks ago, to write this chapter. Happy birthday, Percy!

Alright, so I finally updated, and -something which I seem to be doing a lot lately- hope that this will be inspiration to TimeLordKronos to finally update The Boss' Daughter.

Also, I apologize for this late update. As much as I want to deny it, my real life called me, and not in a good *ahem, sex, ahem* way. So... here it is, chapter 50! Halfway through the book!

Also, the time in the book might be messed up, like I might have mentioned somewhere earlier that it was already September or October or something like that. Ignore that, I'm not so conscious of the dates I mention in the book.

Also, fair warning. I just got this chapter down because I wanted to get something out. It's shit. In my opinion, this chapter is 5 out of 10.

Time: August 18

"Woah!" Percy felt overwhelmed at the suddenness of it all.

He had woken up extremely late, as usual. Dragging himself from the warm, soft and comfortable, unfortunately empty, bed that screamed at him to stay in all day, he reluctantly dragged his feet along the cool marble floor towards the bathroom, scratching his stubble.

He needed a shave, and a long, hot shower, followed by a LOT of sugar to properly wake up.

The date and time displayed by the glowing red digits of his digital clock went unnoticed, as was the norm. Percy knew he had woken up at midday, so what was the point of checking the time again?

Buck naked, he sauntered towards the posh, luxurious bathroom, with a small detour to pick up his clothing for the day and a towel.

The Dark god stood in front of the mirror, narcissistically admiring his body as he deposited his clothing in a bucket.

His toned, lean body was the wet dream of every single female in the world, whether they knew it or not- a perfect, slim swimmer build with a broad, muscle packed chest and slim waist. His ten-pack rippled as Percy flexed his abs, enjoying himself before he twisted, raising his long arms to catch a glimpse of his prominent obliques. A devilish smirk on his face at his perfection, he traced the prominent, tantalizing and mouth-watering 'v' of his hip bones, before again tracing his scars.

He self consciously touched his well-defined pecs, conscious of the effect they had on women, who inevitably found themselves in an endless staring contest with his muscular chest. His lips twitched in a smile as he touched his dog tags, which he never took off, the cool metal comforting.

His dark, sea-green eyes shining with pride, he examined his tattoos next. His dark, tanned bronze skin was hardly visible through the bright, and dark ink of the numerous tattoos adorning his body.

His eyes trailed back up, to trace his sharp jawline that the girls seemed to love, darkened by his signature stubble, briefly lingering on the few fading hickeys still visible on his neck and jaw. High cheekbones gave him a predatory look, accompanied by a few small scars on his cheeks. Dark sea-green eyes that made girls sigh in desire, and enemies tremble in fear, shined with mirth as he blew air through his lips childishly, huffing as he messed up his already messed up hair. Relatively long, raven hair darker than night herself seemed to be in a perpetual, messy bedhead, that made the girls smile and want to run their nimble fingers through his silky locks.

He sighed as he squirted some shaving cream onto his brush, in preparation for a clean shave. He felt like today would be a long day.

The sun was high up in the clear, azure sky, blue like Aphrodite's mesmerizing eyes, not a wisp of cloud in sight. Several different species of seabirds soared in the clear sky, their wings dark against the scorching heat of the glaring sun. The sands of the shore glimmered and shined like gold dust, blistering hot to bare feet. The much cooler waves lapped at the shore gently, creating a beautiful, glistening white foam. The humid winds of the island swayed the palm leaves that dotted the shore, their long, emerald leaves rustling, several small animals and birds seeking shade under them.

Percy stepped out of the shower with a heavy mist following him, met with an intimidating chirruping of small birds of all colours as he threw open the curtains, allowing the light to chase away the shadows that darkened his room. Squinting his eyes at the light, trying to control the mild headache he got from the sudden brightness, he couldn't help but curse Asteria.

Stifling a yawn, Percy walked to the door, throwing open the door as he continued to walk on autopilot, his eyes closed as he tried to fight away the last dregs of sleep making his eyelids heavy.

"Owowowowowowowowow!"

And just like that, every wink of sleep was gone as he winced, leaning down involuntarily as his ear was painfully twisted. "I'm sorry-sorry-sorry-sorry-sor-"

"You should be, young man! Is this a time to wake up?!"

"I'm sorry, mom! Let me go, I promise I will not sleep anymore. I will not even eat the blue cookies you kept for later- Wait, what?"

Dark, sea-green eyes fluttered wide open with hope and wonder, meeting kind grey that seemed to always smile at him, and Percy felt his heart leap. "Mom!"

Freeing himself from her punishing fingers, he grabbed Sally in a bear hug, twirling her around as he laughed heartily. "Mom!"

Sally laughed at her son, her feet lifted clean off the floor as Percy hugged her tightly, his six foot five frame towering over her shorter height. "Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom-"

"Percy." Sally tried to sound strict but failed miserably as she gave in to her laughter at his childish antics.

He finally let her down, still hugging her as he nuzzled her cheek like an overly affectionate dog.

Sally laughed again, bringing him into a hug of her own as she lovingly kissed his forehead. "You've grown so much, my son. I still remember your fourth birthday, when you were running around naked at the cabin at Montauk beach, and now, look at you! So grown up-"

Percy's cheeks burned red, "Mom! I'm an Olympian now, this is so embarrassing!"

Thalia and Phoebe popped out of nowhere, laughing their cute asses off as they slugged their arms around Percy's shoulders, dragging him down to their height. "Oooh, you were so cute~"

He glared at the two as he shrugged them off, hissing, "Not a word."

He turned to his beloved angel mother, "Why are you here, Mom? I-I mean it's not like I don't want you here, but, you know, it's all of a sudden, and-"

Sally smiled at her son, smiling kindly at his selfless forgetfulness. "You forgot something again."

Percy squinted in response, striking a thinking pose as he pressed his fingers to his forehead, trying to recall what he was forgetting as he muttered under his breath.

The two Hunters smacked his head together, "Today is August 18th, Percy."

He frowned. "August 18th, August 18th... what day is today again?"

He pondered for a few moments more, making the others wonder whether he was being genuine with them, before it finally dawned upon the dense God. "Fuck today's my-"

"Language, young man." Sally reprimanded, though she had a small smile on her face at the wide, goofy grin that blossomed on her son's face. "Happy birthday, dear."

"Happy birthday, Percy!" Thalia and Phoebe chorused, standing on their tiptoes to kiss his cheeks, ignoring his inflamed cheeks or the fact that his mother was just standing there.

Percy narrowed his eyes at Sally this time. "Not a word." He hissed, making her finally yield to her laughter.

"My son is so grown up, with so many girls-"

"Come on, Percy, the others are waiting downstairs." Phoebe decided to take pity on the blushing Dark god, while Thalia pouted childishly, her morning quota of 'tease-Percy-to-death' ruined. Never mind the fact how easily she blushed around him.

"Others? Who else is here?" Percy's voice betrayed his excitement as he barely restrained himself from jumping up and down at the prospect of a birthday party...

And more importantly, GIFTS.

And CAKE.

And CHOCOLATE.

And MORE GIFTS.

"Woo-hoo!" He shouted, unable to contain his excitement as he ran down the stairs, back to his childish self, before losing his patience midway and jumping onto the railing as he expertly slid down.

"I'm here!" He announced, barging into the living room and striking a classic 'Si' pose, ignoring the fact that they were having a conversation when he entered.

"Percy!" Almost everybody chorused together, jumping to their feet. "Happy birthday!"

"Yes, yes, thank you, thank you, I know I'm great." He laughed, enthusiastically hugging a laughing Hestia.

He kissed her cheek, making Hestia laugh again as she reciprocated... by kissing him full on the lips, in front of everybody.

"Mmph!" Percy made a surprised sound, but did not pull away as she continued to press her impossibly soft lips to his in a chaste kiss, ignoring the wolf whistles and jealous glares thrown at her.

She was the one to break the kiss, slightly breathless and golden-cheeked, her warm brown eyes swimming with emotion as she gazed deeply into his dark, sea green. "Happy birthday, my hero."

She kissed him again, this time a small peck on his lips.

After going through the same motions with the rest of his harem- including the four Dark goddesses, since all the guests that had been invited were trusted. Surprisingly, the only two who did not take the time to kiss him when they wished him happy birthday were Athena -nothing new there- and Artemis, who, Percy guessed, was trying to maintain her cold, 'man-hating' facade.

And the Little Big Three. Of course, they couldn't kiss him in front of everybody.

They sulked, the only hope they had was of future victory.

Then, Percy moved on to greet the guests.

"Paul!" He cheered, making the English teacher laugh awkwardly as he clasped his stepson, who was really his son in all but blood. "Happy birthday, Percy. I still can't believe my son is an Olympian!"

"Percy, my boy!" Poseidon's boisterous, booming voice greeted him next. "Happy birthday! I have brought you several gifts from the seas, my pride! Come, give your old man another hug!"

"Hey, Percy." Nico greeted him shyly, blushing as the Dark god hugged him tightly. He could see what Thalia meant earlier- Percy's scent was intoxicating, and his firm, toned muscles made the son of Hades want to blush madly and melt in his arms. He did not want to leave this place.

His blush was kicked up a notch when Will joined in the hug, sandwiching the short son of Hades between the muscular chests of his boyfriend and his crush.

If Nico died then, he was sure that he would go to the Isles of Blest by default.

The worst part was, like all good things, Nico's heaven had to come to an end as the three separated. Will offered Percy a confident smile, weakened by the furious red blush on his cheeks.

Apparently, Asteria knew something about her son that he didn't, as she tried to hold in giggles.

Percy moved on, but not before making a mental note to tease Nico and Will incessantly to get it out of them.

"Hades." He greeted the god of the Underworld solemnly, acknowledged with a nod from the fellow Dark god. "Perseus. Happy birthday, I suppose."

Despite his secret pride in his nephew, Hades had a reputation to maintain, of course.

Percy surveyed the room after a brief handshake with Hades, coming across obvious gaps where people should be.

He frowned, "Where are Grover and Juniper?"

Thalia smiled at him, jabbing her thumb towards the back of the house. "They are in the forest and garden, enjoying 'untouched nature'. Grover said you wouldn't wake up for another few hours, so they went out back to pass time checking out trees. Speaking of which, he owes me a couple drachmae now."

She smiled smugly, but Percy's frown did not clear. "And Frank and Hazel? I thought they would be here."

"Frank and Hazel are a bit busy with Camp Jupiter, Percy. They said they would Iris Message you later." Reyna offered him a small smile.

"And Hermes said that he would swing by later with pizza!" Asteria added.

Another man, no, boy, this time a short Latino elf in a well-tailored, expensive-looking shirt and shorts smoothly slid in before Percy. "And presenting, the developer of Isle and Ark, yes, ladies and gentlemen, the one, the only-"

He was cut off.

"Leo, ma bitch!"

"Percy, ma horn dog! You landed yourself a harem of beauties! Damn, what wouldn't I give to be in your-" He choked on his saliva at the intimidating glares thrown his way, almost vaporizing on the spot with the sheer hatred thrown his way, even from his friend Beauty Queen, and the normally peaceful Hestia, Calypso and Aphrodite.

"Yeah, yeah, on second thoughts, no, you keep your girls, I'm good. That's because, I've something better!" And dramatically, Leo produced a massive, long black box from nowhere.

"Leo, we said we will open presents later," Piper explained slowly, as if explaining to a child, which for all intents and purposes, Leo was.

"Yes, but this seems important!"

Of course, Leo wasn't the only man child in the room.

Everyone rolled their eyes at Percy's excitement as he bounced on the balls of his feet, his fingers twitching giddily.

"Come on, Percy, we'll do it properly, alright?"

"Alright, alright." Percy agreed, moving into position as Leo dramatically opened the box, complete with glowing lights. (Imagine the Phil Swift glowing box meme, XD)

The Dark god collapsed to his knees, staring open-mouthed at the gift Leo had got him, unable to believe his luck.

"Oh, whoopee, Jackson's got a shotgun," Thalia said in the most unenthusiastic voice ever, making the other girls giggle at her bland tone, or groan at the revelation.

He looked at her with wide eyes. "Such blasphemy! This is not just any shotgun! This is Doomguy's super shotgun!"

"And what makes you say that?"

He offered her a bland look. "I find it hard to miss the Doom soundtrack playing right now."

Leo cackled maniacally, before whipping out a belt, again out of nowhere. "This belt is charmed to never run out of shotgun shells, and the gun itself has speakers to play the Doom soundtrack whenever you want. I know I am a genius!"

Percy sprang to his feet, grabbing his new super shotgun and the belt of shells. "Leo, where were you in Tartarus?! I could have had an authentic Doom experience, complete with innumerable monsters, weapons, gore and heavy metal!"

"Percy!" And he ducked to avoid the things thrown his way.

It was a few hours later that he finally managed to slip through and escape to the kitchen to get himself some sugar.

Finally.

Percy still had a small smile on his face at the laughter the floated through the long corridors, followed by Grover's loud words. "And then, Percy says, 'I'll smack that bitch so hard that even Nancy would blush!'"

Ignoring the red tinge on his cheeks at the memory of the embarrassing incident, Percy concentrated on the milk heating on the stove and adding generous amounts of sweet chocolate, humming Sabaton's latest song, 'Steel Commanders' to himself as he worked.

"Percy." A soft voice jolted him out of his pleasant monotony, making him turn back with a smile on his face.

And before he had an opportunity to see or say anything, he felt himself being hugged from both sides, and an impossibly soft, delicious pair of lips on his.

Soft lips, surprisingly unfamiliar, pressed against his in quite a good kiss, stunning him at the raw passion they conveyed. He couldn't help but close his eyes, kissing back with equal ferocity, hugging the unknown girl's smaller body to his taller frame as they moved in sync, like experienced lovers as they kissed each other.

He felt the other person nuzzle their face between his shoulder blades.

Gasping, he broke the kiss, slightly breathless, unable to contain his curiosity and wanting to know the girl who had just delivered him the mind-blowing kiss.

He felt his eyes almost ready to pop out of their sockets.

"A-Athena?!" He whispered incredulously, making the shy, golden-cheeked goddess wave at him with a nervous smile.

"Hey, Percy. Happy birthday! I wanted to apologize to you tod-"

He could not concentrate on her words anymore as he was kissed again by the person who was nuzzling her face between his shoulders blades.

"I told you, she did not mean what she said, Percy." Artemis chided softly, as she broke her kiss, trying to smother the blush threatening to erupt on her cheeks.

"Yeah." Percy had trouble comprehending what had just transpired. "You did."

"Athena was going through a lot at that time. You understand, don't you?" The moon goddess pulled her lover into an intimate embrace, burying her face in his chest.

"Yeah, yeah. I guessed." Percy muttered, his eyes glazing over briefly. "I'm sorry, Athena. Consider yourself partially forgiven."

He stretched his arm towards her, inviting the wisdom goddess into their hug.

"I should be the one apologizing." She sniffled. "I'm sorry, Percy."

He just waved his hand impatiently at her, making the blonde laugh as she joined in the hug, joining Artemis as the two sisters snuggled their faces in Percy's broad chest, shuddering as they breathed in his intoxicating scent.

The trio spent a few moments in a comfortable silence, before Percy broke it, immediately regretting his stupidity. "Were- were you bullied, Athena?"

Her silence gave Percy all that he needed to know, making him frown as he squeezed her tightly as the room descended back into silence, this time awkward.

"Why am I partially forgiven, Percy?" Athena muttered, smiling as hid her hot face, pressing her inflamed, golden cheeks against Percy's muscular chest. Artemis smiled at her sister's attempt to change the topic.

"Because you are still getting a good spanking, that's why." He snickered, followed by Artemis, and making Athena's face drown in gold.

Percy interrupted Artemis' laughter. "What are you laughing for? I remember the spanking that you received."

It was the moon goddess' turn to blush brightly, and Athena to glare at her in jealousy when she realised that Artemus had already slept with Percy. Trying to one-up her no longer virgin sister, Athena presented Percy with an innocent look. Her stormy grey eyes swirling with emotion as she stared up at him, gazing into his endless pools of dark sea green, Athena felt her cheeks heat up again as she jutted out her lower lip innocently.

"Percy..." Her grey eyes flicked downwards to his lips, ichor rushing to her face as she found herself missing his taste. "I just had my first kiss. I want to practice more. You know I'm a perfectionist."

Percy smirked at her blushing face. "You little vixen."

And he swooped back in to claim Athena's lips as his.

"Hey!" Artemis looked at the two making out, a hint of annoyance leaking into her tone, the moon goddess unable to help feeling left out. A glare etched on her beautiful, divine face, she rubbed her thighs together- the sight before them was so hot.

So, Artemis joined in on the fun.

Her soft, full pink lips latched onto Percy's sharp, chiselled jawbone as she sucked and kissed his smooth skin, determined to leave a hickey visible to everybody and make him regret leaving her out. Her tongue swirled against his skin as she sucked, her teeth grazing his skin and making him groan into Athena's mouth.

The wisdom goddess moaned in return, overwhelmed by all the sensations assaulting her body and overloading her senses, alien to the feeling of not being in control of her body. Not a feeling she could live without, she decided, addicted to the sensation of Percy's hungry, ravishing lips on hers as he forced her head back, kissing her with fierce passion, his superior body utterly dominating her shorter frame.

Percy broke the hug, one arm still holding Athena tightly to his chest, enjoying the feeling of her unbelievably soft yet firm, massive D-cup tits pressed to his muscular chest, despite the layers of fabric separating them. Using his other arm, he cupped Artemis' cute ass, effortlessly lifting her with nothing but his hand on her ass. The moon goddess reciprocated, wrapping her long, sexy, slender legs around his waist and displaying her natural flexibility as she did so without breaking her passionate liplock with his sexy jaw, save for moaning wantonly into his warm skin.

Percy carried his two goddesses to the counter, setting them up as he broke the kiss with Athena to meet Artemis' delicious lips, leaving the flustered, hot and bothered wisdom goddess to leave a hickey on the other side of his jaw, while she tried to discreetly rub herself through her shorts.

Percy noticed, smiling into Artemis' lips as he squeezed her clothed breast tightly, his other hand snaking around Athena's waist to hold her close to his body, his fingers digging into her deliciously soft tits.

His two, beautiful goddesses continued to rub and grind themselves brazenly against his muscular, chiselled torso.

This was the sight that Sally Jackson walked in on, the proud mother smiling softly at the sight of her grown-up son with two goddesses. Ignoring the pang of hurt that welled in her heart, she had to contend with the fact that the little tiny Percy swathed in blue diapers, who was learning to walk just yesterday, was all grown up now.

She wiped a tear from her eye.

Her only regret was that he was forced to grow up too soon, to grow through loss too soon. Gabe... she blinked the tears away, feeling herself growing sad at the thought of what her son went through. She knew he hid many things from her, and she knew Gabe had taken his childish innocence from him, forever.

If there was anyone who deserved to enjoy their life, Sally would confidently say it was her son.

Not wanting to disturb the three, who had yet to notice her appearance despite the fact that she was standing just a metre away, she turned off the forgotten stove, not wanting the milk to burn.

She rolled up her sleeves in a determined manner.

She had a blue cake to bake.

AN: How was the chapter? Also, I know I did not deal with Athena properly in this chapter, but before you slam me with comments about that, know that Athena's character and her actions will be properly explained later, after she has had her sex scene.

Alright, moving on, what do you think about Percy getting Doomguy's super shotgun? Rest assured, there will be a chapter with him decimating a horde of monsters with it.

But now, to more pressing issues. The issue I took time off for, is that my Dad fell ill, and now, he's permanently deaf in one ear. But, you're not bothered by it so much as you are by the fact that I might not update so much anymore, are you? Don't worry, now that I'm back, updates will resume at regular intervals.

Also, as much as I want to deny it, the Ronaldo-Messi Era is coming to an end. Mbappe and Haaland are rejoicing. I don't know how CR7 will fare in MUFC, but I'm not hopeful.

So, I'm looking for some other way of signing off. Which one should I opt for?

1. Keep calm and headbang!

2. Keep calm and listen to metal!

3.

-Valkyrie77,

Professional Genius.

Which one? Personally, I'm leaning toward number 3.

Alright, for the last time ever, let's sign off with my old style. Something special for chapter 50. (If you couldn't tell, I'm trying to convey a tone of nostalgia here)

Keep calm and CR7!! Keep calm and LM10!! (Messi)