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Day ?? Of Being A God Because Time Is Weird And Percy’s Watch Mysteriously Combusted..

Sneaking out of Atlantis was very easy, actually.
 
Like most everyone in Greek mythos, Poseidon was prideful and thought no one would think about sneaking in or out of the castle.
 
Which, they wouldn’t. But Percy wasn’t everyone. 
 
This doesn’t mean he didn’t have some failed attempts, though.
 
First, he tried to bribe the guards. Simple but maybe it’d work? (Spoilers: it didn’t.)
 
Percy didn’t even have Atlantean currency and as the guard was dragging him back to his (Triton’s) room, she scolded him but let him off with just a warning.
 
Percy later decided to not try and sneak out whenever she was on guard duty. The mermaid was rather intimidating and reminded him of his own mother whenever she was cross with him.
 
For his second attempt, he

was

going to fight his way out but thought that’d draw unwanted attention and he felt guilty about hurting innocent merrow anyways.
 
Third time really was the charm, though. Percy just went out the back. 
 
Specifically the gardens. He chatted idly with the gardener (a sweet merman with yellow scales) then asked for a snack as a distraction. Percy didn’t really think this would work, but swam away quickly when the gardener went inside the palace.
 
A head with tousled black hair, which was somehow dry, broke through water. 
 
Panting and breathing air for the first time in

how many days?

Percy made his way to the shore.

Some Time Later

“I tried to find this..

hamburger

you speak of but I couldn’t find it, little Lord.” Please don’t smite me..
 
Eyes darting around, Hedyl started to panic as—
 
“

SOMEONE KIDNAPPED THE LITTLE LORD?!”

Zoya, another gardener who was tending to some anemone, shrieked. She had looked away for a

second

and the prince was

gone.

“I-I’m sure he wasn’t kidnapped.. he’s probably around here.. somewhere..” Hedyl tried to placate, even though Zoya could

clearly

see his scales turning light green with fear.

A downside to evolving from empathetic beings were your emotions were out in the open for everyone to see.
 
She was so glad she was not a Laik.
 
She sighed and fiddled nervously with her braids, “Let’s not waste time worrying and alert the king.”