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    Percy knew that traveling back to ancient Greece wouldn’t be a walk in the park (time travel was supposed to be impossible), but he was determined to keep his promise to Telemachus; not knowing that being back wouldn‘t solve all of his problems like some Holy Moly.

    But Percy was one stubborn demigod, and he had a lot to fight for. He would face gods, suitors, and arrogant guards, as well as unfairness, schemes and heartbreak gladly, if it meant to finally reach his Dream-Boy again. And…cows (?) where in Hades did they come from? And what was that about someone trying to trap his Prince in a marriage?!

    Oh, and Ody would also need a way back home to finally rid the palace of all the rats crawling around.

    All in all, there would be enough to keep him entertained for a while…if he could only find the answer to the most useless crappy riddle the Fates had ever spun! (Pun intended, but not appreciated…)

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    Telemachus was sick of waiting. Especially when it came to Poseidon's slow-witted and completely blind son, who, even after months (or years) of hints, still didn't understand that he was the only one for the prince. It was time to get out the big guns (or apples)…he had a demigod to seduce!

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    Percy Jackson knew that he wasn't always the most aware of his surroundings but he's almost positive that he didn't originally fall asleep on this beach. Nor does he recognize the pretty boy standing over him wrapped in his finest bedsheet. Once the boy introduces himself, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that this Telemachus, prince of Ithaca was THE Telemachus, prince of Ithaca.

    Surrounded by blood hungry suitors and stripped of the comfort of his pants, Percy isn't sure how he's going to avoid offending the gods here. He didn't have the greatest track record of that back home. Telemachus seemed happy to have a friend in the palace and the queen looked at him with knowing eyes. What she knew, Percy wasn't sure but she definetly knew something. With Athena at Telemachus' side and Apollo following Percy around, this new land was shaping up to be very different than his own.

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    "It was almost inconsequential in the general gist of things. Robert would not have given it a second thought if not for the weird tension that sprouted after, and the fact that his team made a bigger deal than it had to be. It was not like he was actually hurt, not really, the fingers were not even broken. Probably. It was fractured at most, in his personal opinion. "

     

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    The team slowly figuring out Robert's insanely high pain tolerance and progressively getting more worried about it.

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    The air to Robert’s left grows warm, then hot—a concentrated sunlight that finally forces him to glance up. 

    Flambae’s hovering over the catwalk now, still nothing but a silhouette of fire. No trace of flesh. No trace of bones. Even his eyes are consumed by flames, leading Robert to wonder about the reliability of the man’s vision. He is a floating fiery ghoul, by all accounts. 

    One who may or may not be able to see. 

    Even so, the sight is formidable. He’d be impressed—seeing the effect up close like this is different than seeing it through the Mecha Man suit—but the image of the man slipping on a puddle and breaking his tooth on the bar makes it difficult to be anything but vaguely amused.

    “If you’re gonna throw me off, could you at least do it in your other form?” Robert asks listlessly. “I’d like to die without third-degree burns, if at all possible.”

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    or; dispatch, but flambae is a romance option

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    The thing about plastic chairs is that they weren't a great substitute for an actual bed; the other thing is, Robert can't exactly afford to be picky and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 the internal debate is still ongoing as to whether or not he deserves a mattress at this current point in his life.

    So, the plastic chair stays and is staying for the foreseeable future. Besides, it's charming - in a depressing, minimalism-that-is-totally-not-a-reflection-of-his-inner-sense-of-worth way.

     
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    The fic where Robert has chronic pain and Flambae has warm hands. The two of them will figure out what to do about that eventually, right?

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