So this is my first story for the Percy Jackson Fandom, I really hope you'll like it! I love Kymopoleia, even though she basically appears only once lol, but I fell in love with her story and I felt so bad when I read that she was essentially neglected by her parents (read Greek Gods by Rick Riordan) that I had to change it! Amphitrite is also one of my favorite characters, essentially, I adore Sea Fam! So I'll probably focus on that!
It's a tickle fic, so it's very fluffy but completely platonic!
The Power of a Mother's Love
Kym didn't want to keep it a secret anymore, especially after she started to distance herself from everyone as she grew up and started to feel like she didn't belong.
She didn't participate in their family's activities whenever they were together.
The young Goddess felt her presence was too disruptive for people to love her. Unknown to her, it broke her parent's hearts, since it was their time to bond and relish in each other's presence. During royal duties, she would stand alongside her siblings but stay quiet and only interact with her people.
Her relationship with her Dad was probably the most strained it has ever been. They barely talked, she avoided him like the plague. Kymopoleia was convinced that if she did something wrong, he would banish her from their home and forget her existence.
She tried to be as good as her sisters, but she was always more clumsy. Spoke her mind too much, and was not as refined in the way she dressed or carried herself. Whereas they looked like mermaids, graceful and beautiful princesses who filled their parents with pride.
She wanted to be accepted, and she desperately hoped her Mom would be there for her. Amphitrite would try to tell her every day how much she loved her and that she could come to her anytime she needed.
So she had waited patiently for Mother to be alone and since Percy only came once every other week her sisters were married and lived in their palaces, and Triton spent most of his days with their Father, she thought it would be the best time.
"Mother?" Kym asked, standing at the entrance of her parent's suite.
Amphitrite was brushing her long dark hair silently, preparing for bed before Poseidon and Triton came back. She stopped her brushing to look behind and focus her attention on her youngest child.
"Yes, my love? Is everything okay?" The nereid asks, it was unlike Kym to be so formal with her, so she knew instinctively that something was off.
The older teen merely shuffles her feet not looking up to see her mom's concerned eyes.
"I-I just wanted to talk to you about something, in private." She responded by looking around to check if anyone heard her.
Amphitrite merely smiled, and pushed her hairbrush aside on her seashell vanity, and stood up to sit on the bed she shared with Poseidon. "Sure, you can come in Kymie, anytime you want." She first thought that Kym might want to cuddle for the night like they would do with all their children on at least a weekly basis. But she wasn't sure.
Kym looked around one last time and closed the door behind her. Already feeling her cheeks getting hotter. She silently prayed that she wouldn't disappoint her mom even more than she probably already was.
The young goddess came slowly and sat down in the huge and comfortable bed. While her mom gently wrapped her in a fluffy blanket with seahorses on them.
Kymopoleia lets her mom cradle her in her arms like they used to before the rift between them started. Besides being nearly grown, she was still smaller than her mom.
They stay like this for a few moments until Amphitrite breaks the silence. "What did you want to talk about? Did something happen?" She questioned, while still cuddling her youngest baby.
Kymopoleia bites her lower lip. Looking straight ahead of her. She wanted it but she wouldn't dare verbalize it to her mom.
"I'm fine… but there's something I wanted to share with you but I'm scared you won't accept me afterward." She responded looking down at her lap.
Amphitrite felt her heartbreak, she felt sad knowing that her daughter didn't feel safe enough to come to her when she needed it. She lifted her chin gently. " Kym, there is nothing that you may do or say that would make me not love you. I just want you to know that I will always be there if you need me, even if you may think otherwise I love you my little storm."
Kymopoleia let out a relieved sigh. At the very least, her mom wouldn't push her way.
"I know it's going to sound stupid, weird, and disgusting, but I can't help what I like.. but I like being tickled."
She had an inkling but never said anything to not make Kym uncomfortable. Amphitrite merely smiled. "It's okay. If you like it, I will gladly give you as many tickles as you want sweetie."
Kymopoleia waited patiently for her mom's response and thought of the worst-case scenarios in her head. But looked up to her smiling mom's glance. "Really? You don't think it's weird?" The young goddess asked in disbelief.
The queen shook her head. "I don't think it's weird, baby. I think it makes you even more adorable than you already were." Kym's face got beet red at her mom's playful teasing. So she hid her face in her arms again which made her mom laugh softly.
"Aw don't hide from me, sweetie! It's honestly the cutest thing I've heard all day today!" She said while making sure to poke around her daughter's ribcage in hopes of seeing her smile again and giving her some much-needed motherly affection. "Besides you can come to me anytime you would like tickles, I'll be more than happy to give them to you."
No matter how big they get, Amphitrite still treats them like they are babies because she adores all of her children, and wants them to come to her any time they need.
The young goddess merely giggled silently, still too shy to look at her mom after such a confession. Until she felt delicate fingers climbing teasingly along her sides. Up and down they go.
Kymopoleia tried to refrain her giggles from escaping until she felt her mom move to a spot she used to get teased quite a lot as a child, her belly.
Amphitrite's fingers danced lightly on Kym's belly, eliciting a cascade of giggles. "There's my little sea storm," Amphitrite cooed, smiling warmly. "I've missed hearing your laughter."
"Mohohom." She laughed, not trying to escape the playful torture by any means. Amphitrite couldn't help but tease her further. "I'm sorry sweetie, but I think I'll have to do this more often because you're too cute not to."
Kym didn't know how to respond, most people she met treated her with contempt, but she was relieved that her mom thought she wasn't too bad.
Her mom pushed her long hair aside and burrowed her face into her neck, nuzzling the soft skin, making Kym screech and finally unlock herself from her previous position.
Her mom had been waiting for her to do this because then she could have access to all of her spots. "Now, my little starfish, where do you want me to give you tickles?" She cooed again.
No matter how big they get, Amphitrite still treats them like they are babies because she adores all of her children, and wants them to come to her any time they need.
Kym tried to keep her laughter silent in fear of someone hearing it, she didn't like the sound of it. She thought she sounded too much like a dolphin and had gotten mean comments about it growing up. So now she tried to not express it as much.
"Belly, please," she whispered, still blushing. Amphitrite's smile softened as she heard Kym's whispered request. "Your little tummy? It will be my utmost pleasure," she said, her fingers dancing lightly over Kym's stomach at first. The touch was gentle yet effective, sending waves of ticklish sensations through Kym's body.
Then Amphitrite got an idea, "I wonder if I can find a treasure chest like I used to when you were little." Kym's eyes widened at the thought. It was a game Mama and Papa used to play with her when she was small. They would go on a scavenger hunt to find the treasure chest, which is otherwise called a tickle spot that would bring the most laughter. Much to her parent's delight back then, Kym had a lot of treasure chests.
"I don't think I have any treasure chests, Mom!" The young goddess replied.
Amphitrite narrowed her eyes playfully. "Are you sure? Because I remember very vividly you used to have many of them!" She started pinching gently at her daughter's ribs and hips eliciting more sweet giggles from her princess.
"YEEHEES I'm sure!" She provoked. Her mom pretended to be offended by such a lie. And then went for what would get her the most reactions. She lifted Kymopoleia's nightshirt a little bit so her tummy was exposed, for the treasure hunt.
Then, her mom lowered her face close to her tummy, smiling. "Then I will be the judge of that."
With that said Amphitrite blew raspberries all over her youngest daughter's belly which made her sweet daughter laugh out loud finally. And she teased her continuously with the multiple treasures she found around her belly button.
"M-Mom! That tickles so much!" Kym managed to say between her giggles, her attempts to squirm away half-hearted at best.
Amphitrite finally relented, giving her daughter a moment to catch her breath. "You see, Kymie? You do have treasure chests after all." She grinned, her eyes sparkling with love and amusement.
"Do you want more?" She asked gently caressing her daughter's messy hair out of her eyes. Kym nodded silently, she didn't want to stop feeling loved.
Her mom smiled at her playfully again and started again. "I'm going to get you my little squid."
The queen reached back behind her and gently stroked her daughter's feet. Kym's giggles resumed instantly, her toes curling in response to the ticklish sensation. Amphitrite's fingers danced lightly over the soles of Kym's feet, exploring each ticklish spot she could find with the care and precision only an experienced and loving mother could manage. Amphitrite was also a big sister so she had experience.
Kymopoleia's dolphin-like laughter echoed through the room, pure and unrestrained. She felt the warmth of her mother's love in every touch, every playful tease. Amphitrite thought it was the most adorable sound she heard, and she wanted to hear it more often. "M-Mom! Th-that tickles s-so much!" she managed to gasp out between her fits of laughter.
The rift between them had started when her abilities started to grow with her and Poseidon sometimes had to restrain them for her own safety. They never had to deal with this before, considering all of their children were born with a different aspect of their Dad or the sea itself. She was different than the rest in many ways, but that didn't mean they didn't love her equally.
They had just forgotten how to show her how much they did care for her.
Amphitrite chuckled softly. "Oh, I know, my little squid. And I love hearing your sweet laughter. It's the best sound the ocean has heard in a long time."
Kymopoleia's laughter echoed through the room, pure and unrestrained. She could feel the warmth of her mother's love in every touch, every playful tease. She never thought she had missed it so much.
"I love you so much, Kym, more than you will ever know," she whispered, her eyes filled with warmth and love. She could sense the way her daughter tensed at her loving words. As if she didn't truly believe her that shattered her mother's heart. She had to admit that Poseidon and her were quite busy when little Kym was born, but they tried to make sure they were still good parents until they fell short.
She continued to tickle and tease her youngest daughter gently, eliciting waves of laughter. Making sure to pay attention to the spots that gave her the most laughter. Amphitrite hoped that her youngest baby would come to her more often.
Finally, she stopped their little game, giving Kym a moment to catch her breath and calm down. "I guess I found a lot of hidden treasure chests, didn't I?" she teased. Kym giggled silently and nodded trying to catch her breath.
Amphitrite brushed a few stray strands of hair from Kym's face and kissed her forehead tenderly. "I love you so much, Kym, more than you will ever know," she whispered, her eyes filled with warmth and love.
Kymopoleia snuggled closer to her mother, feeling a deep sense of comfort and acceptance. "I love you too, Mama," she whispered back, her heart light with relief and joy. For the first time in a long while, she felt truly loved and accepted, which was a new feeling for her.
Amphitrite debated on telling Poseidon about this new discovery, but for now, she would keep it to herself and try to approach the subject with her husband later in hopes of mending their relationship.
Kymopoleia stayed snuggled in her mom's until she fell asleep in her embrace. Feeling like a little girl again when she felt like her parents still loved her unconditionally. She was lulled to sleep by the sound of her mother's siren voice singing Atlantean Lullabies, rocking her gently.
Poseidon returned later into the night. He smiled at the sight of their finally peaceful daughter and his dear wife returned his smile. Not wanting to disturb their sleeping child he leaned down and gently kissed her temple. He then bid his dear wife goodnight and they slept together in the hope that the rift between them would soon be healed. Maybe he would be able to mend what was broken between them.
Thank you so much for reading, Reviews are greatly appreciated because I'm a new writer and English is not my first language. I hope you enjoyed this little fic!