Dealing with Drama

Water Works: Part 1

AN: Fuck, this was supposed to be a surprise, but I already announced the girl on Wattpad. Anyway, for the others, have fun guessing!

Time: A Few Days Later

"Percy."

He was in bliss, sunbathing beside the pool. He could see why Aphrodite enjoyed this so much.

The sun gently kissed his tanned, bronze skin, slick with sunscreen that he had been forced to wear, gentle and loving as if Asteria herself was caressing his naked skin, running her nimble fingers through his raven hair. The boisterous humdrum of the real world, which could grow old at times, seemed to fade away as he closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of the shadowy hands of sleep clawing at his consciousness, trying to steal him away from the world. A gentle smell of flowers and fresh food wafted through the air, teasing his nose and tempting him to open his eyes, but Percy resisted. The urge to go off to sleep was too great to resist.

"Percy." The voice repeated with greater urgency.

The day was peaceful, as were most days on the warm, tropical island of Ogygia, in the middle of nowhere, where the heat bred laziness and content in the beautiful, powerful (my autocorrect corrected powerful to powerwolf, lmao) immortals inhabiting the untouched piece of virgin nature. The sun was up and shining in the cloudless sky, as blue as Aphrodite's eyes, its shine reflected in the golden sands of the beach, like Athena's sun-kissed golden skin. The endless forest, as mysterious and beautiful as its goddess, Artemis, the emerald leaves of the tree swaying and rustling in the gentle breeze, like Thalia's beautiful hair in a breeze. Seabirds cried out as they soared overhead, as colourful as Piper's ever-changing kaleidoscopic eyes or Rachel's paintings, and as dangerous to the endless fish in the sea as Reyna's wrath.

"Percy." The annoying voice repeated.

And in the midst of it all lay their home, as beautiful and dainty as Calypso in her dresses, and as warm and comforting as Hestia's hugs.

Percy was lying in a patch of soft grass in the yard lining the swimming pool, sunbathing. His head rested on a soft cushion he had brought from the living room against the girls' advice, his head sinking into the soft comfort of the cushion, nestled against the base of a tall palm, its long leaves providing him shade and fanning him slightly as they rustled in the perpetual breeze of the island.

"Jackson."

The girls had decided that today would be a great day to spend at the pool, and though Percy had no objection against it, he could have done without being woken up at six in the morning for stupid shit. Even his much higher than normal dose of sugar, enough to make a sloth run miles, wasn't able to wake him up completely, making him crave the comfort of his bed to catch up on lost sleep.

He had tried to sleep at the bottom of the pool, but Rose and Violet were constantly badgering him there, so he had opted for the next best thing. And apparently, he could not be left in peace to sleep.

"Jackson!"

"Sheesh, woman, I'm up, I'm up! I regret ever going to sleep, I'm sorry!"

He sat up straight, kicking his legs in a childish tantrum as he looked around for his tormentor.

"What do you want, Aphrodite?" He looked at her, annoyed, trying to conceal the blush creeping up on his cheeks as he tried not to ogle her practically naked form.

She was lying sprawled across a deck chair just beside where he lay on the soft, cool ground, an umbrella protecting her body from the sunlight.

She smirked at him, looking over her sunglasses at him with her azure eyes twinkling with mischief. "See something you like, Perseus?"