Forget Me Not

4: Bring Me Home

"I've never done this before." Percy stood at the closed screen door to his bar, his eyes taking in the dark streets outside lit only by streetlights and the headlights of cars moseying along in traffic. His gaze moved to Tony, who stood beside him with a nervous look on his face. He didn't blame him, Tony couldn't remember how this worked. Then again, Percy had never tried this before either. Usually, this would be how he sent people home. The only times he'd used it himself was to go to Olympus, to go to one of the camps for demigods, or to get more booze, all three tasks had to do with his job or helping out demigods. He'd never tried to do something so selfish with the door. He looked back toward the bar and his daughter gave him a smile and a thumbs up from the other side of it. He grinned back before glancing to Tony, who mirrored his nervous smile.

"It's now or never." The human hero grabbed Percy's hand reassuringly while Natalie awkwardly shifted behind them, not completely sure what was going on, but figuring it was best she keep her mouth shut while the new guy worked his magic.

Percy grabbed the handle, then released it. This wasn't right. It didn't feel right. He took a deep breath and turned to Tony. The man looked somewhere between relieved, terrified, and downright done with the world. The thing was, while the bar responded to Percy, it wasn't exactly at the mans beck and call. It was a partnership. At least, that's what Hestia had called it. If Percy wanted something that didn't directly benefit the bar, the gods, or humanity in general, the bar wasn't obligated to give a damn about his desires.

"Tony?" The billionaire looked like a deer in the headlights. He'd been trying to figure out how a door could take them anywhere and if it was safe for them to use (he'd used it before, sure, but he was entirely conscious of it now), not to mention okay for Natalie to see in action, when the bartender called out to him. Tony raised a brow, trying (and failing) to look completely chill with the situation. Like, sure, he was totally okay with going through mystical magical doors. Hell, this was just another Tuesday to him. "If we want to get to your place, I'm pretty sure you have to be the one to open the door." Tony nodded seriously and Percy tried not to laugh at how completely out of his element he looked. Tony, for his part, was very much dedicated to not asking what "pretty sure" meant. Did Percy not actually know how this thing worked either? And should that alarm him, maybe make him question this whole... teleportation thing?

Tony walked up to the door, took a deep breath, and turned the handle, shoving the door open. The screen instantly changed to a familiar plain dark wooden door while the trio trailed out and found themselves standing in Tony's bedroom. Tony's hand slid off the handle while Percy moved around him and spun lazily, looking around, moving away from the other two as he drank in the room that surrounded him. Natalie, for her part, stood next to Tony and suppressed a shudder. This was not what she'd been expecting to do today, and she didn't exactly appreciated stepping into a situation blind. While the lights in the bedroom had gradually come on and gotten brighter the moment the door opened, Natalie still didn't feel any better about the whole situation.

A deep bass beat echoed up the stairs along with the voices of dozens of people partying. The room was fairly empty, with only a large bed with grey and white striped sheets, two wooden side tables with metal lamps, and a long wooden dresser with expensive-looking watches and other shiny things on it with an absolutely massive TV over it. A sliding closet door was located next to the bed on the side closest to the entrance, while a door that matched the entrance was on the other side of the bed, leading to a bathroom. There was a leather chair somewhat away from the far right corner, and a dark rug, but it was fairly obvious that only one person regularly used this room. The floor was white marble and the wall directly across from them was made of glass and looked out over the ocean, while the other three walls had dark wooden paneling. It was dark out, but if they looked closely, they could see the moonlight glinting off the water and a landmass with tiny gleaming lights in the distance off to the far right of the window.