The Royal Pain

"Perseus Jackson! Get up, this instant! You have to get ready for the ball!" Queen Salina (also known as Sally) shook her son awake.
"Mom....the party is this evening! At 7, that's almost 10 hours from now!" Percy groaned.
"You're meeting an eligible bachelorette this morning! King Frederick and Queen Athena have already left Minerva! They'll be here any hour and you still have to get dressed and shower!" Sally yanked off the sheets. Percy shivered and reached for his covers, but they were already far away in his mothers arms.
"Fine." He grumbled groggily. Percy got out of bed and stretched.
"Thank you, dear. And don't forget to comb that rats' nest of yours. You look like you fell asleep UNDER your bed." Sally called over her shoulder before she disappeared behind the door.
Percy yawned. And then he scowled. He didn't want to marry a girl he didn't know. And especially not one who made him get up at the crack of dawn (it was 9 am). Percy yawned again and shuffled to the bathroom.
It was hard being a prince. It was even harder being the prince of Neptune, one of the three strongest kingdoms in Domino.
Percy groaned. And then there was the ball. A ball that would be crawling with flirty girls and uncomfortable fancy clothes. At least his friends would be there.
Percy smiled at the thought. Jason, Prince of Jupiter (another one of the strong kingdoms), along with Frank, Prince of Mars, Leo, prince of Mercury (A/N: I forgot Hephaestus' Roman name. I know Mercury is Hermes, calm down), Nico, prince of Pluto (third strongest kingdom), and Grover, prince of Panchos, would all be there.
Percy began brushing his teeth. He quickly finished and showered. Stepping out of the shower, he started for his bedroom. But then he slipped in a water puddle and nearly broke his leg. Percy winced while getting up, and limped back to his room, his leg was aching and throbbing.
An outfit was laid out on the bed. A black suit with a white shirt and a sea green neck tie. A comb was sitting on his pillow.
Percy ignored the comb and got dressed. He was still limping, but his leg had stopped throbbing and had lessened to a dull sore.
He arrived in the front hall, where a very cross and impatient Sally was waiting alongside her husband, King Poseidon. "Perseus! What took you so long?" Sally demanded.
"I fell." Percy mumbled.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" Sally asked.
"I fell coming out of the shower." Percy spoke up. Queen Sally said nothing, but King Poseidon stifled a chuckled.
"Ugh, Perseus, you're HAIR. Did you even look at the comb I left you?" Sally muttered.
"It would've taken be longer, Mom. Besides, my hair CAN'T be combed. It's a jungle up there. Not my fault." Percy protested.
Sally quirked an eyebrow, "And whose fault is it then?"
Percy pointed towards his father, "He passed down his unruly hair." He crossed his arms over his chest and pouted.
"Percy, stop acting so-" Sally was cut off by a car's horn. A servant came rushing into the front hall.
He bowed to the royal family, who nodded in return. "King Poseidon, Queen Salina, Prince Perseus. King Frederick and Queen Athena of Minerva have arrived with their daughter, Princess Annabeth."
Sally smiled. "Thank you." The servant nodded, bowed again, and hurried out of the room.
"Come, Perseus." Sally gestured for her son to follow her. Percy inwardly groaned.
Time to meet and greet, and hopefully, not compete.

Notes

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