Demigod One-Shots

Percabeth II

Sharon's Pov

I looked around the noisy room in hope of finding the professor walking in. It's the first day of class, I'm studying to be an architect, and my third class today. I heard that a young architect prodigy, just out of college, is coming to teach a class here for a year. Their name is Professor Jackson and I can't wait to study with the Prof., but they seem to be late.

Speak of the devil. A man in a button up white shirt and brown dress pants walked in carrying a toddler in a tweed suit walked in. He sat down at the desk and plopped the kid down on the desk. By then my fellow peers had quieted down and turned with attentive eyes to watch. The baby clapped his hands together and gurgled and some girls cooed. Well, the ones not already drooling over Jackson. I mean they're both good looking, but one's a kid and the other's my teacher, just no.

Jackson has windswept black hair, a natural tan, and piercing sea green eyes. The child has a head of curly blond hair, a slight tan, and a matching pair of sea green eyes to go with, I'm guessing, his father's set. If Proffeser is his father then he is a young one at that.

He quietly handed out a test, which infuriated some, and I got started.

1. Do you eat seafood?

What does that have to do with anything? Nonetheless I scribbled down a quick no and looked at the next one.

2. Do you take care to not harm the ocean or aquatic creatures?

I quickly looked over the rest of the test and noticed all the questions are like this. I roll my eyes and scratch out the rest of my answers. A minute later the Prof. came and collected the papers and handed them and a red sharpie to the boy.

While the boy wrote things on the tests Jackson stood up to face us.

"Good day, I am Professor Jackson and this is Charlie, but he has graciously allowed you to address him as Lord Charlie, Sir Charlie, or even C-Dog if he takes a favoring to you. Hey Charlie, how are the tests doing so far?" he turned around and asked the child who is still perched atop the desk.

"F, F, F!" he chirped while clapping every time he said a lerter then went back to scribbling on the tests.

Just then a girl walked in. She is godlike almost with curly blonde hair, a natural tan, and cold hard grey eyes that seemed to be knowledgeable. She has on a sandy colored blouse and matching flowy skirt and she is rummaging threw her purse as she strides in.

"Sorry I'm late, class. I was stuck in traff-" she finally looks up with a startled look on her face. She yells with anger and a bit of adoration in her voice, "CHARLES CASTELLIAN AND PERSEUS ANDREW JACKSON, ARE YOU TERRORIZING MY CLASS?!"

Who I'm guessing is Perseus rubs the back of his neck sheepishly while Charlie looks up and says innocently, "No, mommy."

"Really?" she asks while smirking and the boy replies,

"It was all daddy's idea."

The woman walks up to Charlie and kisses him on the forehead than Perseus on the lips. "Get out of here you crazy jokesters, I'll meet you guys at home. Now get out."

The woman sits her purse on the desk on the desk and addresses us.

"Sorry about that, now shall we get started?"

Right before they left I heard Perseus mutter to Charlie,

"Uncle Stolls would be proud."

Ok, this chapter is definitely better.

Thanks for reading,

J.R.G.