Mortals: Meet... 2

Percabeth IV - Kim Thadeus

"You sure you don't want me to go with you? I still have time before going to work..." Paul insisted, having his breakfast. I sighed and looked at him.

"Paul, if you want to come with Alan and me to the bus stop and watch him ride the bus to his first day of class in a new school, be my guest" He's been giving me indirect/mixed hints he either wants to come or wants to avoid it. Since I don't mind either way, I'll let him decide "But, you have to decide in the next fifteen minutes..." I rushed him, picking the plates of breakfast.

"Speaking of it, where's Alan?" I turned around and see that Alan's bag-pack is here, but not Alan! I shared a look with Paul and we both go upstairs to find Alan tucked in bed, with red spots in his forehead.

"Hi, Mommy..." he fake coughed, trying to look innocent. Unfortunately for him, I can see the red marker peaking down his bed. But, I decided to play along.

"Oh, honey! What's wrong? You were good at breakfast..." I start to check him, to see if he has fever. Paul, who caught up quick too, gushed over him, looking worried.

"I don't feel good now..." Alan released another fake cough, while I tucked him in again.

"It's probably the pancakes" Paul mentioned. I nodded, knowing it's Alan's favorite breakfast. There was no way he'd give up pancakes "You're probably allergic to them. That's it! No more pancakes!"

"No more pancakes?!" he whined, while we tried to stay serious "But- I like pancakes!"

"Buddy, I won't risk having you this sick if you keep eating pancakes!" Paul looked pretty serious now, and I was afraid it would scare Alan.

"But, I'm OK!" Alan blurted out, not noticing "It's marker, see? Oh, oh..." Alan finally realized what he said, and started to look guilty.

"Honey, why you fake this?" I asked, wanting to know and to send Paul the message 'don't scare him more'.

"What if they don't like me...? What if they bother me...?" he confessed his fears and I hugged him, softly and gently wiping his spots away.

"I can't promise they'll like you if you don't try, but if they bother you you go straight to the teacher and tell on them, alright?" I made him promise me. He nodded, getting out of bed, still not convinced.

"Will you walk me to the bus stop like always?"

"Always" I hugged him and helped him to get ready, while Paul figured out if he wanted to come or not. In the end, and like always, Paul rushed to work, leaving me with Alan alone "Ready? I'll be with you until the bus..."

"Yeah, OK..." He didn't sound convinced, but there was little I could do. I wanted to homeschooled him, but Paul didn't want me to. We walked outside the house and, coming from our right, was a blonde boy with his parents in toe, also grumbling and pouting. I'm actually not surprised. The summer ended and they have to go to school? Unfair!

"Mom, why Uncle Malcolm doesn't teach me?" The boy whined to his parents, with a pout.

"Because Uncle Malcolm has other job, Luke" the mother answered. She was young and had blonde curly hair, that was tied up in a side ponytail. Her eyes were grey and a little intimidating,  but her casual clothes compensated it, making her look a little normal "And you need to learn to treat kids better and not to beat them all the time"

"Moooom! They started it!"

"Luke, I don't wanna hear it!"

"WiseGirl, do we really have to argue about this now?" the father interfered, obviously not wanting them to have an argument on the street. He was the same height as his wife, wth raven hair and blue-green eyes. His beard wasn't that bushy and he had wrinkles around his eyes. Many, many wrinkles "It's Luke's first day at school, I don't want you to argue with him..."

"Only you, SeaWeedBrain..." she replied, chuckling. Luke, the boy, happy his parents weren't arguing, smirks and walked ahead seeing us.

"Hi! Are you new? Are you going to school too? I'm a first grader, but Mom says I'm smarter than them! My name is Luke, like my Uncle Luke, but he's not here, so I'm called like him" he breathed that out in a single sentece, which was amazing itself. Alan had hid behind my legs and blushed.

"Well, hello. I'm Kim, Alan's Mom..." I introduced myself, smiling "Those are your parents?" Luke nodded.

"Yeah, they always act like my Uncle Leo say 'lovey-dovey' and then, my Aunt Calypso whacks his head-"

"Luke!" As funny as the story was, it was obvious his mother didn't want a stranger to know that. I just smiled and pulled my hand out. She shook it, a bit embarrassed "I'm sorry about that..."

"It's alright, when Alan warms up with people, he's equally chatty..." I hugged my son closer to me and he hid even more "He's even more shy at first..."

"I'll stay with him!" Luke announced and grabbed Alan's hand, dragging him away from us. Obviously, he wasn't used to be say 'no', though Alan hadn't uttered a word.

"Luke, come back here!" his father scolded him, losing his cool façade for a second. He even chased them, with a big smirk when Luke didn't stop and made Alan run away with him. Alan was smiling softly and looked more relax about this new school thing. Finally, the father caught the son and dragged him back "Apologize to Alan and his Mom..."

"Sorry..." he mumbled, looking down. Alan, however, wasn't hiding anymore, so I had an idea.

"Only if you promise me something" Luke looked up, frowning "Be Alan's friend and everything will be forgiven. Do you agree, Alan?"

"No" Alan told me, serious "Luke is my friend already, you cannot make him be my friend!" I saw him blush, and I smiled. In that moment, the bus arrived and I hugged Alan one last time.

"Alright, then... Have fun at school!" I waved at him, while he waved back, Luke doing the same with his parents.

Why they grow up so fast...?

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Oh my god, I cannot believe it's my final chapter...

I wanna thank you all for the support, the comments, the requests and the reads I got. I honestly never hoped to wrote the first hundred chapters, much less to be asked to write a hundred more! Oops, that sounded much like a Twilight song...

Anyway, it was my privilege to be chosen by you, to follow me in my ups and downs, my procrastinations periods and my ill ones as well. I feel this is time for me to move on from this amazing book and focus on others. That being said, doesn't mean I'm leaving the fandom, I could never! (Someone had its wedding inspired in HP, but I dream of a PJO/HoO inspired wedding... *shushs*)

I see you all around in other stories!

Lots of love, SilverHuntresses

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Hello, guys

First of all, i want to apologize for not posting last Sunday. You see, last Sunday was my grandfather's birthday and it was held at home, so I was greeting guests all day. By the time the party ended, I had to clean up all the mess and I was tired. I know it's not excuse, but it's the truth.

Also, since Monday midday till this morning I was without power. And no power means no wifi nor electricity. Which is why I'm posting today.

I'll be posting today 3 chapters of Mortals: Meet... the In-Laws (had it a little forgotten!), 1 chapter of Percy Jackson, son of Chaos and the final 7 chapters of Mortals: Meet... 2 (last chapter will have its own emotional goodbye note, it's above).

I remind you that you have time till next Wednesday to vote on my next story, here or in my in Facebook https://www.facebook.com/pg/SilverHuntresses/posts (your choice).

Also, I want to let you know that I'll update my Quotev.com and Penana sites (I have them a little forgotten). Once I do, I'll post a post (;p) with all my sites so you can check them out.

Signing out!
xoxo, SilverHuntresses