AN: I decided, after complex calculations, that Dealing with Drama will be 100 chapters, and around the 400K-500K range. Let's see.
Anyway, in case any of you were wondering, like this guy, umm, Sir something, Percy lusts after the girls, but doesn't love them, yet. The line between the two is often hazy, and there will be a future chapter about his confused feelings. Don't worry, he will love them, eventually, but he still cannot get over Annabeth's death, just like that.
Alright, so here we go.
Time: A Few Hours Later
"Are your vocal cords intact, Perseus?!" Athena said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "You shouted for hours at the Olympian Council... are you sure we shouldn't take you to Calypso... again?"
Percy was glum, getting more depressed as Hestia said, superstitiously, "Touchwood."
Aphrodite grimaced beside her, "My ears are still ringing."
Artemis was oddly silent, as the five made their way to the lonely, yet beautiful and cosy house, complete with every luxurious amenities like a swimming pool, surrounded by thick jungles. On the lonely island of Ogygia, with nothing but open sea for miles around.
Percy slid the glass door open, and promptly collapsed on the floor, making Thalia jump a foot in the air. Her full bowl of ice cream was now being put to use as Percy's pillow.
The four goddesses filed in after him, closing the door behind them. The air inside the room was cool, the air conditioner running at full speed to alleviate the heat of the tropical island.
"How was your first Council meeting, Percy?" Reyna asked, smiling at his childish antics.
"My ice cream!" Thalia screeched, trying to pry him off her bowl of everyone's favourite delicacy.
Percy groaned like a zombie, raising his head. His face was covered with caramel ice cream, and chocolate.
"You need to pay for that!" Thalia gritted her teeth, making the twins, and her little sister giggle.
"Have some ice cream, you all." Rachel offered, working together with Atalanta and Cynthia to get the newest arrivals bowls of ice cream.
"It's too hot outside. Cool down a bit, then tell us what happened." Phoebe offered through a cold mouthful.
Athena grumbled, staring at Artemis, "Perseus happened."
At that, everyone not there at the meeting, perked up.
"What did he do?" Neo started.
And as usual, the twins picked up her line. "Dynamite beneath someone's seat?" Rose started, for Violet to finish, "Or M&M's confetti?"
"Nothing like that." Hestia groaned, resting her head in the cool wood of the table.
"He shouted at the Council, as loudly as he could, for most of the time we were there," Aphrodite explained.
Thalia wolf-whistled at that, her annoyance forgotten. "What happened, Percy?"
"I gave them a piece of my mind, about what I thought of this harem being forced upon me. I really do not want to deal with this right now, if ever. I was gonna be happy alone, but noooo! You need to live cramped with twenty girls on an island, constantly fearing for your life!" He clapped his mouth shut, looking up with wide eyes. He had let too much slip in his annoyance and irritation.
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Dealing with Drama
FanfictionA lot has happened between The Second Giant War and now. But the Gods are still stupid enough to believe that a harem and godhood can cure Percy's PTSD. [Percy/Artemis/Aphrodite/Athena/Hestia/Rachel/Calypso/Thalia/Drew/Piper/Reyna/Hunters of Artemis...