Chapter 2

You know, after all of the times I had to deal with being underground and fulfilling a prophecy centered around defeating the embodiment of The Earth that wanted to kill us all… you'd think I'd be more leery about being taken into an underground base of a secret government organization. Even IF they were supposed to be the "good guys" as it were, I mean, Global Justice? Pretty on the nose some might say, but for me, I consider it being direct and to the point. I can appreciate a sharp and direct point when it comes to dealing out true justice. Just ask all of the monsters I stabbed with Riptide over the years and then later on with my Witcher blade.

But yes, Kim and Ron got picked up by some pop singer named Britina (lovely blonde girl, couldn't stop sitting so close to me, twirling a bit of her hair, and giggling about how I was so funny) in a legit private jet. I actually quite enjoyed the relaxing ride in Britina's jet (wouldn't have minded riding Britina because damn, she was hot). I and Ron did find it rather amusing that Kim kept alternating between pouting intensely with this cute look in her eyes at me and glaring (still rather cutely to be honest) at Britina while the blonde pop singer was practically in my lap. Not quite physically in my lap, but she just had this aura you know? An aura that clearly said, she totally wanted to ride me all the way back to Kim and Ron's home city: Middleton.

After a rather long, tight, and warm hug goodbye from Britina (which she didn't give anyone else), the three of us were then escorted by some black suited and blue jumpsuit wearing secret agent types to this awesome armored vehicle that was part of a convoy with other black sedans, custom job it was because it didn't look like any I have seen in my life. Was super cool though! Kim made it a point to situate me between her and Ron for some reason, in the middle seats of the armored truck. It was like a larger than average SUV arrangement inside. Probably needed the extra space inside for better maneuvering during a car chase and fire fight.

It was about an hour or so later that we reached a nondescript building. Kim and Ron stood on either side of me in front of the building's main entrance. Not sure why they insisted on this arrangement still, were they trying to make sure I couldn't get away from them? Was I giving off the impression I would run away or something? Strange. I did ask for some help.

Kim turns to me before we walk in though. "Percy, maybe it would be best to stow away the armor and stuff?" Kim says as she puts a hand on my arm and adopts a pleading look that just isn't fair, man. "It'd be best not to come off as aggressive towards the organization tasked with facing all sorts of extranormal threats, right?"

"Yeah, dude! KP and I can totally vouch for these guys, I'm sure after Director Betty hears your full story, she'll totally make sure they take care of you!" Ron gives his two cents as well, with an encouraging smile.

I can't help but feel warm at their sincerity, which I totally can see and feel from how they speak and look at me right now. It's… nice to be helped like this, so earnestly and honestly. After being hurt and betrayed as I was before the portal snafu, I'm pretty big on being treated with genuine honesty and kindness.

"Okay." I say before activating my Wolf medallion's magic and store my main battle gear away, and so I am back to my civilian wear. "And thanks, Kim and you too, Ron. I really appreciate all of your help so far. Really." And I smile with all the honesty and gratefulness I can muster. Which was a lot, for some reason.

And now they're blushing like schoolgirls (literally I suspect in Kim's case) and mumbling about how it's not big and whatever. Wait…

"What was that, Kim?" I turn a questioning look towards the redhead heroine.

"Nothing!" She replied far too fast for it to be true.

Ron got this really mischievous looking grin on his face now. "KP said you must be really big!"

"RON!" Kim then proceeds to choke Ron in an expertly executed rear naked choke.

…and now I'm imagining them both naked. Still in that wrestling hold. Nice! There's just something about a dominant girl like Kim choking out her more submissive best friend just really doing it for me, you know?

Anyway~ Soon enough, I get them separated and they can finally escort me to this Director Betty. Oh, the agents that escorted us had to go off and fulfill other duties so it's just Kim and Ron with me again. None of the agents outright laughed, but the amusement was clear on all of them. Some were rather close to actually laughing out loud though they didn't in the end. It was a close thing for some though. I straight up laughed a lot though, because I wasn't obligated to keep a professional look now was I?

I felt like I was in a James Bond or MIB movie now actually. It's great! Because we entered this normal looking elevator right? Then all of us got full body scanned (as you do in an elevator) and a hidden panel slid open and revealed this special looking button, which Ron was eager and quick to press, and then the elevator went down. Fast. And hard. But not too hard. Safety and all that, you know? Indicator said we were all the way down in sublevel…69? Well damn, Director Betty! I like you style already!

"Mmm, damn that's hard…" Kim says as the three of us kind of fell down in a pile. Kim ended up sandwiched between Ron and I somehow. I was the bottom slice of bread. Kim was squeezing me gently but firmly as she said that. "Oh! Hello, Ron…" She seriously purred that! As she turned her head to one side, aimed at Ron's face and wiggled her ass against his crotch…

…I am beginning to notice a pattern with this new reality. For some reason, it operates on erotic comedy? Or is it my presence that's causing all these shenanigans and sexual tension? Well, not that I'm complaining or anything, just making an observation.

I will neither confirm nor deny how long we spent as a Kim Possible sandwich but, we got up and out of the elevator. Eventually…

For this next part of the trek to Director Betty's office, I was reminded of that scene in Johnny English (the first movie) where he gets lost in a corridor filled with many pathways. I know we got to the office without actually getting lost, but all the twists and turns in this winding path made it feel like we should have gotten lost…even just a little bit.

I am so glad we didn't though. Because upon entering the, surprisingly, lavish yet functional office of the director of Global Justice, I was brought face to face with quite the vision of mature womanly excellence.

"Well, hello there Director Sexy~ I mean, Director Betty!" I am fairly sure I just said all that with a charming and endearing smile, and totally not lame looking at all. And don't judge me, you don't see her here in person like me. Because she is a total MILF, without being an actual mother I bet due to her job but, the level of sex appeal was there, yo!

Director Betty just smiles this smoky and sensual smile and says to me… "And hello to you too, Mister Perky Dickson~ Oops, I mean, Percy Jackson." She narrows her eyes and smirks sexily at me. A deep lusty hunger and amusement in her gaze.

Looking towards Kim and Ron on either side of me, they react surprisingly well. They are both clearly holding in their laughter, shaking their bodies and grinning like that.

"Director Betty, as I have informed you when I arranged for all of our pickup rides earlier, this is Percy Jackson and he has quite the story to tell…"

And so as the three of us sat down on the guest chairs in front of Director Betty's desk, I began to tell my story. From the beginning. Zeus's master bolt being stolen all the way to my sudden isekai portal to another world.

I just thought it was important they know the broad strokes as it were. Anything that was too personal or too graphic for mundane people regardless of profession, I of course did not bother mentioning. But everything pertinent to my situation beyond all that? I made sure to explain as best as I could.

Nobody in that room with me was overly surprised or skeptical of my claims on magic and my divine heritage. The supernatural is actually widely accepted in the circles Kim, Ron, Director Betty and by extension Global Justice frequent. The multiverse, having been proven to be real for a while now in this reality also helped my case.

Director Betty and Kim decided it was best that I just live with Kim at her house for now. Something about operational security and being with a friendly face from first contact? Not sure how that logic tracks exactly, but I was okay with it. So was Ron. Said he was stoked to hang out with Kima AND me as often as he could. They were neighbors, and childhood best friends, go figure. Everything else I may need to live a life here? Like, proper documentation and whatnot? Global Justice with the help of Kim's guy in the chair Wade Load would take care of it all.

The director agreed to help me in this way because I offered to be a contracted special agent for Global Justice. What that means is, I can be called upon to act as a field agent to deal with worst case scenarios under their jurisdiction. I am the last resort. But, I need a civilian day job. Marine biologist is what we worked out. Have to put that college degree of mine to good use after all. Plus, nobody handles sea creatures like a son of Poseidon.

For the sake of proof of concept and verification of my combat readiness and esoteric abilities, I did go through a series of tests. And then, we were dismissed and in a whirlwind of travel, polite conversations with Kim and her family, Ron and Rufus too, at dinner at casa de Possible, I was off to bed after a long day.

Somehow, Kim's family was totally okay with me bunking with Kim. Indefinitely. In the same bed. With all the freedom. As in, I wasn't restricted in what I could wear or do in the room. Because, reasons? I don't get it. I stopped questioning these spice details of reality at some point during the sandwich event. Or perhaps even before that? I leave that to your imagination~

Strangely, I could feel all of these strong sexually charged feelings towards all of the hot women I encountered so far and yet, I did not act on these urges. I get the feeling I would be welcomed with open arms but, there's just this sense I get deep in my soul like the right girl isn't here yet…

Given my history with literal divine intervention, I was of the mind to listen to that feeling. And so, Kim and I slept like babies. We just cuddled and spooned and whatnot, but no further intimacy than that. And I for sure didn't mind how much skin Kim felt she needed to show when going to bed with a boy she just met.

"It gets hot at night these days." Yeah, Kim. The fact it's the Winter season and you're looking at me with that sexy smirk on your face really sells it.

But hey, I saw nothing wrong with any of this.

It was the next day, at Middleton mall, where Kim and Ron were accompanying me as I shopped for all of the essentials. Especially new clothes. And then, as Kim and Ron went to order some food and drinks at this suspiciously familiar coffee chain (because we agreed to get coffee with our lunch), I saw her.

This mocha skinned goddess with eyes the color of the sea, teal. But of a shade rather close to my seagreen which backed by divine blood so it was not fair to her eyes. She was talking to this cute blonde girl sitting across from her. This booth they were in was rather spacious. Large table, big enough for several more people in fact. Like say, three or more?

I walked as if in a trance towards this chocolate skinned vision of perfection. Gods…even her voice was super sexy and enchanting!

"...I still don't get why you don't just go over there and confess to Stoppable already, Tara. I know he's actually kinda cool and badass, I was convinced when we saw him legit fight that one time, but I really don't think he or Kim would be against you confessing and trying to date him, you know?"

She was saying to her apparent blonde best friend (was that another thing in this reality? Best friends were blonde most of the time, for some reason?) as I got close enough to finally be noticed.

Tara looked like she was about to respond to the absolute perfection that was a brunette across from her before she noticed me first. "Oh! Hello there, can we help you?" She looks towards me with a look of kindness and also…a lot of interest? Okay, yeah. I can work with that.

"Hi! My name is Perseus Jackson." I say first to the nice blonde girl, Tara. "But please, call me Percy. Although, you, my chocolate goddess of perfection, can call me anytime." I wink at them both for good measure.

"I - I'm Tara…" The cute blonde says with an atomic blush.

"G-geez, you're forward aren't you…" The brunette with the beautiful soul says. Beautifully. While twirling some of her hair and a dark blush on her face. "I like that in a man…I mean! I'm Bonnie!" She corrects with wide eyes at the end.

And that was the day I fell in love. Like a love song you could say…

"Percy?! Bonnie and Tara?!" Oh yeah, Kim and Ron are here with me and they finally reached the booth carrying all of our orders…

We all sat down at the large table after that outburst. It was me sandwiched between Bonnie and Kim with Tara and Ron across us. This…I could get used to this. Most of my focus was on Bonnie at this point but…everybody's actually pretty amazing in this reality. Well, as long as they're not actively attacking me to hurt and kill me that is.

AN: I am still sticking to as little dialogue as possible and as many vague descriptions I can get with enough details to paint some sort of picture. Thank you to all who have read this so far. Don't worry, this is not going to be a smutfic. There is an actual romantic comedy plot! It's just filled with a lot of sexually charged situations and flirting.