"Are you kidding me!?" Percy stared in horror, dagger in hand and golden blood flowing from a small cut.
The mischievous grins from Hermes and Apollo started to shrink slowly the more Percy paced between the thrones, looking crazed which garnered the amused reaction of Dionysus.
"Percy—"
"This is so bad!" He cuts his father off, hands in his hair, wide eyed, frantic.
"Percy— surely it won't be...?"
Finally, Percy whirls around to face his father, dread and agony on his face.
"You're telling mom."
Poseidon, King and God of the Sea, Earthshaker and Horse creator, froze. Terrified.
"No." He denies immediately.
"You have to. She's going to murder me. I can't die before my baby sister learned to walk! You're like, millions of years old! It would be harder to kill you!"
"Perseus—"
"I can't hide either—! She's going to send every demi God she knows after me, I will be on the run for- forever!"
"Perse—"
"I'm so doomed!"
"Pe—"
"Oh, and Estelle! She's my mother's daughter... stubborn as we come... she will probably join the hunters of artemis! I can't have mom's wrath on me on that too! What if Estelle becomes a huntress without any education!? Mom will hate me!"











