A/N: I hope the first chapter wasn't rushed too much; I just have to set everything up. I know most people can't wait for the reunion to start and all that Jazz so I won't keep you long! I know it took me forever to update, if it makes you feel any better I have neglected my other stories as well. ;)
"MOTHER ENOUGH WITH THE CEREAL, LISTEN TO ME!"
"Honestly Persephone there is no need to shout. Here have, some wheat it will calm your nerves."
"Mother I do not regret to inform you that you are utterly insufferable to talk to because of your wheat obsession!" Persephone grumbled as she slowly took a hand away from her throbbing temple.
They had been going at it all morning as usual. Persephone's pleads to change the topic of conversation were met with a scoff and a roll of the eyes from her compulsive mother.
"As I was attempting to tell you before your insistence on my choice of breakfast, I received a letter from Hermes at the gate earlier today." The Goddess held up a fine white envelope, obviously mortal from the seal.
Demeter's interest in the envelope was absent as she connected the dots, only the dots she could see, of course. "You went to the gate? The front gate! Persephone you know how dangerous that is, you could have been kidnapped or murdered or or...Why am I even explaining this to you? Men are insane, don't you know that yet!" She ranted.
"No one even knew you were th-"
"MOTHER! Noting was going to happen it was just Hermes doing his job! And honestly, I'm not a young goddess anymore why can't you understand everything is fine!"
"Yes because everything was fine before when that scum Hades ruined your life wasn't it? Eat some of this and you'll see what I am trying to say, it will clear your mind…"
Demeter proceeded to shove a soggy bowl of Wheat Thins in her daughter's face, only to be met with rejection. Using her empty hand she pushed the bowl aside, earning another baffled look from Demeter. "Mother I am attending Percy Jackson's mortal/immortal mixing party, are you coming or not?" She deadpanned. Demeter sat back down in the chair she was in before her outburst and blinked a total of three separate times.
"His what?"
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"Ooh ooh ooh! This one! No wait that makes me look kind of pudgy. Wait what did I say? I never look pudgy. Pfft as if I'm anything but perfect, right Trite? Trite?" Aphrodite whirled around on her large marble pedestal with a confused look gracing her features. "Hey!" She snapped her fingers at Amphitrite, who was sleepily leaning her elbow on the edge of Aphrodite's red loveseat.
The woman jumped in her seat slightly and blinked several times. "Hmm? Of course you look great Aphrodite you're the goddess of beauty and love and all that…" Aphrodite appeared to be pleased and shot Amphitrite a small smile, then turned back to the mirror, much to Amphitrite's delight.
"Message for Aphrodite!" Hermes' disembodied voice called out to the women and an envelope fluttered into her outstretched hand. She raised a brow and pondered who the letter could be from. She passed it off as one of her many admirers and was about to throw it into the endless pile with the others, just as the voice of Iris cut through the room.
"Poseidon calling." She stated calmly and waited for Amphitrite's response. "Thank you Iris, send him through." She answered.
An area of seemingly empty space shimmered into the tanned, bearded face of the sea god. "Hello Poseidon!" Aphrodite called from the other side of the room. Amphitrite greeted her husband as well and asked him what he needed. Poseidon seemed hesitant at first, and after Aphrodite's insistence on him just 'spitting it out' her started, "I have received an invitation for the both of us to attend a party that…"
"What kind of party? Why was I not invited?" Aphrodite questioned, sticking her face between Poseidon Amphitrite.
"Aphrodite, I'm trying to listen! Move your head..." Amphitrite one handedly shoved the woman's head out of the picture as Poseidon watched and waited for an opportunity to continue.
He cleared his throat, which seemed to quiet down Aphrodite enough and explained, "Yes, well we have been invited to a family reunion…"
"Ew."
"Aphrodite quit it."
"…From Percy Jackson."
Amphitrite said nothing but glared at him as she pondered the situation. Aphrodite, on the other hand let her excitement shine through her features, "Oh! Why didn't you say so? I retract my pervious eww." Poseidon eyed his wife warily. He wanted to be there for Percy of course, especially since he hasn't exactly been the best father in that aspect, it is just a shame that Percy and Amphitrite don't really mix. He knows there is no use complaining though because after all, there is no one to blame but himself.