"Percy!"
Annabeth walked into the dark room. She sighed as she saw her husbands messy hair, only visible because of the light from the screen.
"Honestly seaweed brain, don't you have anything to do other than watch TV for eight hours straight?"
Percy turned his head and smiled sadly, his green eyes meeting her annoyed gray ones.
"Well, it's not like I have anything else to do, have I?"
He shifted in his seat and turned to pause the movie.
"I miss the old days where there was actual...excitement."
Annabeth leaned forward and gripped his chair.
"Look seaweed brain, I know you miss having monsters chasing you and, I don't know, almost dying everyday...But maybe that's because of you! Maybe it's because you're lying around all day that they stopped!"
Percy straightened up on his chair and ran his hand through his hair.
"Wise girl, you know as much as I do what the real reason is. The next generation of demigods have started. I guess we're not the young ones anymore, huh?"
Annabeth tightened her grip on his chair. Even though she was annoyed at him, and hated the way he just...lies around all day, she did agree with him that life had suddenly turned boring after they turned 18.
I have to do something about this.
But what? What would make life more interesting?
She exhaled and started to walk towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
Annabeth turned to face Percy's confused face. "I'm going to take a walk outside. Unlike somebody who's grown too lazy to even stand up anymore."
And with that, Annabeth whipped around and strutted outside, leaving poor Percy speechless.
The sun blinded Annabeth's eyes for the fifth time since she first walked outside.
"Ugh!"
Was the sun always this bright? Was it always this tiring to even go for a walk?
Tsk. She let herself and Percy grow soft. Too soft.
Again, she let her mind wand to ideas on this...problem.
Annabeth raised her head to the blue sky.
Good lord. Was it always this hard to think?
She gasped as she suddenly realized what she just thought.
"Oh gods. Oh gods."
Has her mind grew soft too?
She furrowed her eyebrows.
Okay..You're overthinking again, Annabeth. Relax. Focus on your surroundings.
She inhaled and exhaled deeply, and looked around.
Green trees, blue ocean, white clouds, flying motorcycle.
Green trees, blue ocean, white clouds, flying motorcycle.
Wait a minute...Flying motorcycle?
Oh gods. She really was going crazy.
But as she looked closer, she discovered that there was, in fact, a flying motorcycle...flying in the air.
Monsters.
Annabeth grinned in anticipation.
Too bad Percy. I was right. I went out just for a couple of minutes and already there's a monster sighting.
Annabeth took out her bow and arrows, a present from her mother, Athena, and aimed, ignoring the shouts of many mortals. She narrowed her eyes at the "monster" and let the arrow loose.
The magic arrow hit it's target, bringing the motorcycle down with it's owner.
And for the first time in a while, Annabeth felt her heart beat.
The first thing that Annabeth saw as she approached the destroyed vehicle was a great big hairy head.
And then his long...very long legs and a big fat belly, two angry eyes and a mouth that was opening to speak...
"WHAT DO YER THINK YER DOIN'?"
Annabeth stumbled back. She had not expected the giant to be able to speak fluently.
"You're alive!"
The giant puffed out his chest.
"I sure am! AND YER LUCKY THAT LITTLE HARRY HERE DINT DIE IN THAT CRASH TOO!"
Harry?
The giant sat down and furrowed around in the giant blue bag that had fell with him, looking for something. But when Annabeth leaned closer to look, she realized that it wasn't a bag, but a piece of cloth, and inside of it was...was a...
A baby?
And a human one too. It's eyes were still closed, miraculously still sleeping even after falling from the sky. But one his forhead...
Annabeth suddenly lunged forwards and snatched the bundle of cloth and the baby out of the beasts hands.
"I won't let you eat him!"
The beast stared at her with confusion.
"Eat him? EAT HIM? YOU THINK I'M GOING TER EAT HARRY? THE ONE THAT WILL SAVE US FROM THE DARK LORD? HE'S THE CHOSEN ONE FOR GOODNESS SAKE!"
Annabeth stared at the giant, not knowing whether she should believe him or not. She looked back down at the tiny infant in her hands and his tiny waving fists, and suddenly felt a surge of protection.
The beast reached out his grubby hands to take the baby...Harry away, and on instinct, Annabeth suddenly lashed out with her hands and hit the beast with the bow.
The beast crumpled to the ground.
Annabeth immediately felt guilty. After all, who knows? Maybe the beast was friendly.
Stop it, Annabeth, it's not like you killed him.
The baby in her arms mewled and reached it's fists into the air, grabbing a lock of blonde hair.
Annabeth leaned forwards and kissed the baby's forhead.
"Don't worry. I won't ever let anything touch you."
But as soon as the words left her lips, she felt foolish. How was she supposed to keep that promise? It's not like she was his mother, always watching for him.
Mother...
A sly grin slowly worked it's way on her face as she got an idea.
An idea that would solve Annabeth's and Percy's problem, one that would definitely change their lives forever.
Percy whirled around in his chair as his wife suddenly came bursting into the room, with a big smile on her face.
She raised her arms, showing a tiny infant with a lightning shaped scar on his forhead.
"Percy! We're going to be parents!"
