Percy POV
I look in Stiles' pockets for some ambrosia and luckily, I found some. "We are going to talk about this when you are better and awake. You stupid, cute, idiot." I look over to Stiles' friends and say, "what the heck is wrong with you guys?" Scott looks at me and walks over. Before he can get over to us completely, I point my sword at him, still feeding Stiles the ambrosia. At one point I stop because I don't want my boyfriend to burst. "What are you giving him?" I look up at Scott and glare. "Like you care. You didn't even try to stop your friend over there from trying to bite him. Did you even know that he was going to kick Stiles out of your little group?" They all looked over to the man with shocked looks on their faces. "I'm taking Stiles back to New York with me. I thought he was okay here, but evidently, I was wrong." There were lots of voices protesting, but I ignored them and picked Stiles up bridal style. "I am going to take him back to his house so that he can wake up, I can talk to his dad, and pack his stuff. He shouldn't have left New York in the first place." With that, I leave the house and get in the Jeep.
Time skip because we all know it's just a drive.
I put Stiles on his bed and go downstairs. "What's wrong Percy?" I look over to John and say, "Stiles friends were about to kick him out of their little group. To make everything better, the Minotaur attacked. Add the fact that Stiles is unconscious upstairs and should wake up in a little bit." John's facial expression went through anger, pain, sadness, and relief. "You take him back to New York. I'll call your mother to let her know Stiles is going back over there. But you better take care of my son Percy. You love him just as much as I do. Take good care of him." I nodded and went upstairs. Stiles was awake and packing. "Did you hear our conversation downstairs or do you want to go back?" He looked at me and I realized there were tears going down his face. "I want to go back home." I nodded and drove us to the airport. The flight had already been booked and we both had our tickets. Halfway there, Stiles fell asleep and I had to wake him up when we landed. I looked at Stiles and said, "did you miss this place or what?" Stiles face is brighter than before making me smile. "It's good to be home babe. It's good to be home."
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Everything Is Not What It Seems
AdventureStiles has been going to CHB since he was 7 years old. After he met Scott, he only went to camp in the summer. It's after the Titan War and Percy Jackson has gone missing. His friends need his help, but the prophecy says only seven. Will he help? Or...
