Percy Jackson's memories

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(5 years old now)

Flashback Percy's POV 3rd

It's been a couple months since anything completely interesting happened. Kronos visited me and showed me a few of his plans for the gods once he starts and finishes the war again, he wants to get his wife back, and his kids. I found it sad, and it made me realize that a father can make mistakes, my fathers mistake was me.

My friends and I have started hanging out a lot more and our families get along fine enough, my mom and Parker's mom even became best friends!

My birthday also went by, and my friends were here to celebrate it here with me. They came to my house with presents and stuff and their parents stayed and chatted while we all snook out to the roof. I remember the day perfectly, except for we dont talk about it, we buried the thoughts deep in our memory.

"Does anyone remember what we did on my fifth birthday?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. I looked among my childhood friends, who looked at each other, and they only one who seemed to remember was Summer, who was laughing her ass off.

"You don't remember? Oh my god it was so fucking dumb it's funny." Summer laughed and I whined.

"Can't you please tell us?" Parker asked, shaking Summer by her shoulders, and laughed.

"We snatched some of Gabes beer and cigars and we got so drunk and high, it was so dumb, because Percy was going to jump, and then, oh my gods I can't even." Summer laughed, clutching her stomach.

"Oh my gods I remember that. Oh noooo, that was bad!" Sophia laughed, and Becky suddenly went wide eyed, and started laughing to.

"Did someone sneak something into their drinks?" I asked, looking at Parker with a raised eyebrow. "I do not remember that birthday at all." I laughed and Parker nodded, laughing as well.

"I'm going to ground you until you are 64 for sneaking Gabes stuff." My mother growled and I chuckled.

"Hey, in my defence, those three could be high, or drunk, or both. They might be thinking of my ninth birthday, or eighth, or seventh, or, you know what, I'm not helping." I cringed when I saw my mothers unimpressed facial expression.

"Oh your ninth birthday was even funnier!" Becky wheezed, laying on the floor laughing. I blushed, and so did Parker.

"We don't talk about that. I was sick for weeks because of that party." I gagged.

"Same." Parker whined and the girls laughed even more.

"That's why you don't try random powder you found on the streets." Summer said with a scoff and I blushed.

"I was hoping it was the baking stuff, don't know what it's called, but it's meant to make things really sweet." I said, trying to remember what the stuff is called.

"Sugar?" Sophia asked with a raised eyebrow, and I whine, falling off the couch.

"No! Something else. Oh well, I don't remember." I shrugged, sitting back onto the couch.

Anyways, I was at the park with the crew, don't know why we call it that, but we like to say that we're lost at sea, travelling, searching for something that can't be found. It's personal, but all of us act older than we are. In fact, they said they acted childish because they thought I was! Thank all the gods out there that these aren't kiddy kids.

"Yo, captain." Parker shouted, laughing. We had taken over the playground. Call it a bully move, the rest of the kids can play in the sand for all I care, or go crying to their parents.