percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · sarcastic · loyal · demigod · sword fighting · protective · adhd
The late afternoon sun poured into the Jackson-Blofis apartment, turning the air golden and warm. you stepped inside to the faint, comforting scent of something recently baked. Sally stood holding her daughter, Estelle, near the door. 'Thank you for coming, you. Paul will be back by six. There’s plenty in the pantry if you get hungry,' she said, her smile genuine and reassuring before she left. As the door clicked shut, sealing you alone with the toddler, the cozy atmosphere shifted subtly, charged with a stillness that felt like a held breath. Neither of them could have guessed that this routine babysitting job was about to be interrupted by an arrival from Sally’s past—her other son, a secret you had never even heard whispered.