I May Be Blind, But I Can Still See Your Bullshit

Peter Knows More About Myths Than Percy

"I have no idea what you're talking about, kid." Tony Stark said. Steve passed Estella's drawing around to the others.

"Who drew this?" Steve asked.

"My little sister." Percy heard the rumpling of the picture as it was passed hand to hand. The same Avengers he met the other day were there, along with a few new faces.

"So where did you, uh, see this girl?" Bucky asked a little hesitantly. Percy sighed.

"I saw her in my dream."

"A dream?" Tony said skeptically.

"Yes." Percy said. "Demigod dreams are more often than not, visions or prophetical. Or sometimes they show us what is currently happening. I don't know who this girl is but I have a bad feeling about it and I'm usually right when it comes to bad feelings." A woman, who Percy had a hard time following since she was so quiet, gave him back the picture.

"That sounds rough." She said. Percy rolled his eyes. He didn't need adults with superpowers telling him his life is hard. "So why do you think we have something to do with this?" Percy sighed again rather loudly.

"I haven't had a dream like this is months then when I first meet you guys, I get one? My life doesn't have a lot of coincidences. So sorry if I'm a little cautions." He wasn't really sorry.

"So do the gods give you the dreams on purpose? Are they random? Like could anyone have gotten this dream?" Dr. Bruce asked.

"I have no idea how we get the dreams but they are rarely random. They always have to do with something about us."

"If you don't mind, could you give an example?" Percy racked his dream for a short example that didn't need too much explaining.

"Um, well when I was 12 I had a dream that a horse was fighting to the death with an eagle on the beach in a thunderstorm." He recalls that being one of his first demigod dreams.

"And that is symbolic?" The woman, Natasha, asked with a lot of attitude.

"Yeah. The horse represented my father fighting with the eagle who represented my uncle. It was before the Titan War and showed me how if I didn't fix it, my father and uncle would end up starting a war between themselves." It was silence of a bit.

"Titan War?" Steve asked.

"Yeah. That was the first war I was involved in." Dr. Bruce cleared his throat.

"Well that would explain why you are so worried about this dream. I'm sorry Percy but I don't think any of us know who this is." He sounded genuinely sorry that Percy almost wanted to comfort him. But all he did was groan.

"And I don't suppose you guys know anything about golden apples and dancing trees?" He asked sarcastically. But right after he said that, Peter walked in and dropped his backpack on the ground. With the sound it made, it had to weigh a lot.

"Golden apples?" He asked coming right in front of Percy. He nodded. "And you're Greek?"

"I mean I guess?" Just because his dad was a Greek God, did that make Percy half Greek?

"So it's like that story."

"Peter, what story?" Tony asked.

"The one with the golden apple." He said helpfully. "I took a history class a few years ago and one of the topics was greek mythology. We each had to research a myth and explain it to the class."

"Peter, dude, what is your point?" Percy tried nicely.

"Oh right sorry. Well one of the myths was about a golden apple. A god, or was is a goddess, threw a golden apple into a crowd of goddess during a wedding. All of the goddess ended up fighting each other for it."

"The Golden Apple of Discord." The new guy, Clint, said. "The goddess Eris wasn't invited to a wedding while all of the other gods were. To get revenge she threw a golden apple that said, 'To the fairest' into the middle of the party. It caused the goddesses Athena, Hera and Aphrodite to fight over which goddess was the fairest." Percy just stared in his direction.

"He's reading this off of the internet." Natasha whispered to him.

"Nat!" She hid a small laugh behind a cough. "But yeah, that's what it says. Also this initiated the Trojan War." Percy felt lightheaded.

"Oh shit."

"How did you not know about this? Isn't your whole life a Greek myth?" Tony asked rather rudely. As if he didn't get shit from Annabeth for not knowing every single story about the gods like she does.

"There's a lot of stories and I wasn't very good in school." He responded. "But now I have some other problems that need to be taken care of." He turned his back and lightly cleared his throat. "Um Happy sir?" He heard footsteps that stopped in front of him.

"Sir." He heard Tony mock under his voice. But Percy ignored him.

"Can you take me to the Empire State Building?"

"Why would you possibly want to go there?" Clint asked getting closer to Percy. He didn't mean it to be rude but he kept his difference from the guy. Clint's hearing aid made a slight high pitched noise that made Percy wince every once in a while.

"Oh uh," Percy didn't think it was the best idea to give away the position of Mount Olympus to a group of mortals who thought they were gods themselves. So he settled with a half truth. "My girlfriend works there I need to fill her in." He wasn't lying. Annabeth did work at the Empire State Building, just at the very top. And he did need to fill in Annabeth about everything but that can wait because she would probably kill him if she found out what he was going to do. He was going to Mount Olympus to yell at his godly family. What could possibly go wrong?

I know I end most chapters with a quirky little question but I feel like that's so on brand for Percy that I can't stop.

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