So here is part two of this chapter. I hope you enjoy it. I don't really like the ending, but whatever.

(I think I'm gonna end this story soon, maybe only a few chapters left, sorry. )

Piper danced and drank and talked and danced some more until she was too tired to stand. She looked towards the table where other demigods sat. Jason and Leo were talking, Reyna, Clarisse and Annabeth were looking around trying to loo inconspicuous and talking softly. Probably gossiping and hoping nobody would catch them do it.

Piper sat down next to Annabeth and grabbed a glass from a passing nymph. She drank it in one gulp and all but slammed the glass onto the table. Annabeth looked at her.

"You okay?" the daughter of Athena asked while frowning at her.

"Yeah," Piper said. "What were you talking about?"

Annabeth glanced at Reyna and Clarisse, who both nodded their head into the direction of the Throne Room. Piper looked over. She saw nothing special. Just people talking or dancing.

"What?" she asked.

"Percy's over there," Reyna started. "He's doing that mingling thing the gods always do."

Piper looked over at the room again. Percy was indeed standing next to the doors. He was talking with two goddess Piper didn't know.

"We've been, well, spying on him," Annabeth muttered to her. "But he's been doing this since the beginning."

"Is that bad?" Piper asked. She didn't understand what was wrong with Percy socializing.

"Not per se," Clarisse leaned towards her slightly. "But how does he know all these people? He's switching between a lot of social groups, and he treats everybody like they are old friends."

"And a lot of these people seem to know him," Reyna added. She rotated her wrist slightly, so the red wine in her glass swirled around. "They all treat him like an equal. Like he's one of theirs. Nobody here sees his as a demigod, even while he still is one."

Piper watched more intently. Percy and the goddesses talked for another minute or two, before one of the women held out her hand for Percy to shake. He shook it. He gave the other goddess a smile and said something to her that made her laugh. She raised her hands in fake surrender. Percy waved at both of them and walked away from them. He walked towards a table with drinks, grabbed a coke and leaned against the table. He looked to the other side of the pavilion and nodded to someone. Piper glanced over and saw Ares walk over to him.

"See," Clarisse said. "Even Ares wants to talk to him."

Ares grabbed a drink from the table and started a conversation with Percy. They could only guess what it was about. Percy grinned sheepishly and Ares clapped him on the shoulder, hard. Percy almost winced. The god whispered something in his ear, and Percy shook his head. He said something and nodded towards the dancefloor. Ares squeezed his shoulder and stalked away.

Percy watched him go. Then he looked around and saw them staring at him.

"Shit," Clarisse muttered. "He caught us."

"Doesn't matter," Annabeth said. She raised her hand and Percy walked over to them.

He took a seat opposite of them.

"You know," he started, "it isn't nice to spy on people."

"We weren't spying," Piper defended. Percy just shot her a look that said he didn't believe her at all. "They talked me into it," Piper said louder then she had intended and pointed to the other three.

"Nice Beauty Queen," Clarisse hissed to her.

"One question," Reyna asked Percy, one finger raised in the air. He nodded his head. "How do you know so many of these people?"

Percy raised his eyebrows. "Seriously?" He looked at all four of them. "You were spying on me because I talk to people? That's what people do at parties." Well, if you put it like that it did sound ridiculous. "Maybe you should try it once."

"No, seriously," Annabeth leaned forward and rested her arms on the table, so they were crossed in front of her. "They don't treat you like a demigod, they treat you like one of theirs."

Percy stared at her for a moment. "You want the full explanation, don't you?" The four girls nodded.

Percy leaned back slightly, sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Okay," he started slowly. "Here it is." Piper leaned forwards in anticipation. Out of the corner of her eye, Piper saw the other girls also lean forward slightly. "Everybody here knows I will be a god one day, and a powerful one at that, so they're already trying to get on my good side. They're either nice to me because they know I have influence in the council, and they want to take advantage of that. Or they think they owe me their friendship and loyalty after I saved them. Or they're afraid of me, and keep your friends close, but your enemies closer is a thought most of the gods obey to.

Piper didn't know who to react. Apparently the gods were intimidated by Percy. Percy. the most friendly demigod ever. Well, not exactly. He really was scary when he was angry. He was powerful enough to defeat giants and titans. And the Olympians respected him. Okay, so maybe Percy really was a force to be reckoned with. Piper gaped at him.

Annabeth hummed. "Okay," she said thoughtful, "but what about the nymphs?"

Percy smiled. "I like nymphs," he said. He played with the tab on his can and broke it off. "I come to Olympus, like four times a week, and Galanga—the nymph with the child I talked to before the meeting—lives close to this fountain I always visit. She's like a sister to me and she introduced me to the rest of the nymphs—they're just one big family up here—and they now see me as a brother."

"You come here four times a week? Why?" Piper asked. Her voice higher then she would have liked. Maybe she had drank one beverage too many.

Percy's hair fell in front of his eyes. He brushed it to the side. "Yeah," he said. "Apollo and half my friends live here, there are no monsters, and there are no crazy fans and paparazzi."

Clarisse snorted. "I still can't believe Prissy's famous now."

Percy chucked the tab at Clarisse. It landed in her hair. "Shut up, you're just jealous."

"Yeah right," Clarisse fumble with the tab for a moment, and managed to pull it free.

Percy laughed. "Well," he said as he put his hands on the edge of the table, "this has been fun—" He was interrupted when somebody sat down next to him. It was Apollo and he looked as stunning as ever. The god put one hand on Percy's shoulder and smiled lovingly at him.

"Hello," the god said softly in his husky voice.

"Hey," Percy smiled at him. "Why are you here? Don't you have your flirting thing to do?"

Apollo stroked his jaw in an exaggerated thinking motion. "Well," the god drawled. He stared at Percy intensely. Piper looked between them like people watch a tennis match.

"There is this boy I like but I think he's taken."

Smooth motherfucker.

Percy shrugged nonchalantly. "That's never been a problem to you before."

Apollo tilted his head slightly and moved his hand so it rested on Percy's neck, just below his ear. "That may be true." His voice dropped an octave. "But this boy is special."

Piper cooed before she could stop herself. If Jason ever said that to her, she would melt on the spot.

Apollo leaned in and kissed Percy slowly. The god had both hands in Percy's neck now, and Percy draped his arms around the god's neck.

"Oh come on," Reyna groaned. "PDA."

Percy gave her the middle finger and deepened the kiss. Piper felt her cheeks heat up and she had to look away.

"Well," Percy breathed once they broke away. "Hello to you too."

Piper looked up again. Apollo's hands were tangled in Percy's hair. One of Percy's hand rested in Apollo's neck still, while the other one had slipped down and rested on the god's leg. At least, let's hope it was on his leg. Piper couldn't see that because the table obscured her vision.

Apollo grinned coyly. "Sorry," he dropped his hands and grabbed a hold of Percy's, "but a lot of people were staring at you. I had to make sure they knew you're mine." He looked at Percy through his eyelashes, his head tilted downwards slightly.

Piper glanced around. Numerous people were glaring daggers in their direction.

Percy leaned away from Apollo. "You were jealous.," he stated.

Apollo nodded his head hesitantly.

Percy smirked. "So what do you say," he leaned forward again and trailed Apollo's jawline with his index finger, "let's make them jealous?"

Piper couldn't see what Percy was doing with his other hand, but judging from Apollo's blush it must have been something provoking.

Apollo stared at Percy. "Mhmm, I like the sound of that." Apollo closed the space between them and kissed the demigod deeply.

"Jesus fuck," Clarisse muttered.

"Ahem," Annabeth coughed loudly. "You're still in a public space. Let's keep it that, shall we?"

They both looked at the daughter of Athena. Percy raised his hands, but Apollo just grinned. The god whispered something in Percy's ear. Percy grinned.

"Go enjoy the party, Apollo," he said. "Don't forget to rub it in their faces."

Apollo grinned and kissed Percy again.

"Oh, I will," he said and winked.

"Jesus fuck," Clarisse said exasperated. "Either get a room or stop talking."

Apollo grinned and stood up.

"Nice seeing you too, Drakon Slayer." He walked away.

Percy watched him go. "Did I ever tell you guys how much I actually love him?" he said to them. "'cause I do."

"No shit Sherlock," Reyna snorted. "Everybody can see that."

Percy looked back at them. "No really," he said. "Like, I actually really, really, really love him."

Clarisse snorted. "Prissy," she grunted, "don't get all sappy on us now."

Percy threw a crumpled up napkin at her. The daughter of Ares laughed.

"Shut up, Clary." Percy stood up. "I gotta go," he picked up the empty can of coke and crushed it. "Please refrain from spying on me in the future, mhmm?" He walked away.

p.s. I wanted to let you know I passed my exams, meaning I finished high school! I am so excited for college!