Son of Poseidon (PercyJackson x Batfam)

Just Don't Burn Down The Kitchen

(Percy's POV)

In the end, Tim ended up burning the toast, Barry dropped half a carton of eggs, Dick burned his fingers, and Damian absolutely refused to let them back into the kitchen.

"Percy, why don't you cook?" Tim begged.

Barry looked at me, the most desperate look of hope in his eyes, "Do you know how to cook? Please, PLEASE, tell me you know how!"

Dick jumped up from the couch, "Does he know how to cook?! He's Percy Freaking Master Chef Jackson! HE'S LIKE A MINI GORDON RAMSEY WHEN IT COMES TO FOOD, BUT BETTER!"

The others looked at me, pleading before I finally gave in.

"Now," I announced," I want you all out of the kitchen so I can work my "magic" as Tim calls it."

I shooed them out of the kitchen, cracking my knuckles, before collecting the ingredients to get started

(Tim's POV)

All of us were kicked out of the kitchen, leaving Percy to work. We were all starved and could smell the beautiful scent of waffles and sausage wafting from Percy's location.

Barry and Wally looked on in interest, probably not knowing how good Percy's cooking was, the poor souls. However, today was their lucky day, as they would get to taste heaven. I remember that sweet first bite of Percy's food.

"You guys act like Percy is the god of cooking," Barry chuckled, "so tell me, how good is his food?"

We all tried to describe how good it was at the same time.

"Even Alfred bows down to Percy! It's totally awesome."

"DEMON COMPLIMENTED HIS COOKING, THAT'S HOW GOOD IT IS!"

"It is adequate, Allen, you should believe it."

"He's magic, you guys, absolute magic!"

Wally and Barry backed away at our rant, definitely not understanding the outburst. But, soon enough, we all tried to peek into the kitchen, but Percy seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.

"If you guys don't stay out, I'm going to eat all of the food myself."

We stared on in horror, while Wally and Barry looked confused, as we backed out hurriedly.

"But why is it blue?" Wally started, "I mean, I know Percy likes blue food but this is kinda...different."

"I'm also confused," Barry confessed, "why is it blue?"

We could hear Percy yell, "Because it makes it better, you'll see!"

Finally, after years of waiting, Percy came out carrying platters of deliciousness. He carried each plate as easily as a waitress would, everything balanced precisely. He had the platters on his arms, and one placed on top of his head. We all rushed forwards, helping him place them on the table.

Before we ate, Percy went back into the kitchen, burning his waffle in the fire. Wally and Barry looked horrified at the waste of food, but it was quickly explained to them as Percy shoved a sausage in his face.

"eh pah o'm relihon, m greh."

"He said "It's part of my religion, I'm Greek," I translated for them, laughing.

(Time skip)

"That was delicious, Percy!" Barry started.

"It was awesome," Wally interrupted, "and it was enough to feed them plus us speedsters!"

"WALLY!" Barry scolded.

"Whaaaaat, he already figured it out," Wally flinched at his uncle's glare, "well it's not like I exposed us, Uncle Barry!"

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Good morning fellow demigods, and dear mortals!

Here is another chapter for you lovely people and I hope you enjoy it! 

           -EthanVenlivrenVari, Cabin #3, Child of Poseidon🌊🔱