•Peace•

•Chapter Thirteen•

=Chapter Thirteen=
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Deep clean day!
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Sunday, 8th of September

(Dates have been added to past chapters now to help me remember the correct flow of time lol)

"Alright. Talk to you later wise girl."
My hand swiped through the iris message and cut the image off, Annabeths face disappearing.

I had IMed her to let her know about the attack, which unfortunately meant Gotham wasn't completely safe, at least for the children of the big three. There might still be hope for other demigods, ones of minor godly parents. But the theory just wasn't worth testing right now.

My main goal was to try to find a life here, visit my mom, and try to do my best to live without influence of the gods.

Cutting off my usage of my cellphone was a good first step, seeing as it still works well as a beacon, regardless of how long it takes for powerful monsters to break through.

It really did suck to get to excited for nothing, but hey, that's life for you.

Nobody had ended up coming forward about my mysterious appearance back in my apartment, so I chose to forgive and forget. For now.

Liz and I had decided on what items for decoration we wanted to purchase, and my goal for today was to buy them and then hopefully deep clean the shop for a fresh week.

I heard the oven beep, signaling the cookies were ready and I quickly put on my glasses and hurried over to pull on an oven mitt.

Putting on the glasses first appeared to be a bad plan, because the moment I took the cookies from the oven, my glasses fogged over.

"Oop.." I put the cookie tray on the stove and took off my glasses, rolling my eyes at them in defiance.

"Should've made them anti-fog.." I commented offhandedly as I scooped the cookies off the tray onto a rack to cool.

I hummed a tune I heard from gods know where as I packaged up the cookies and put them in the basket, the same ordinary routine I've been doing for months.

I heard music playing downstairs signaling May had arrived, and I took my basket and headed down the stairs.

"Good morning May." I smiled as she sung along to a song while putting money in the drawers at the register.

"Hello Percy, how did you sleep?"

"Pretty well." I replied. And it wasn't even a lie. Aside from most nights with nightmares and foreboding dreams, this night had only faint memories that didn't really come into full vividness. (Idk if someone has a better term for that lmk lol)

So overall, sleep as of late has been very good.

"Glad to hear, dear." May smiled.

I set the basket on the counter and put the tongs in.
"How about you, May?" I asked tying on an apron.

"Oh fairly well dear. These days I come to miss my husband more often."

I nod, the mood a little more somber. May had lost her husband five years ago due to Cancer, sometime in the fall. And as that season was approaching, I knew May would need that time to grieve properly, I knew very well how long mourning could last, especially if you really loved the person who passed.