Hey guys! So if you didn't know, I am a huge fan of Percy Jackson. Over the past few days I have become obsessed with headcannons. If you don't know what those are, they are basically things that haven't actually happened in the books, but could happen later on. So kind of like short fanfiction prompts. I came across this one on Pintrest today, and I thought it would be a lot of fun to write as a one shot, so here it is!

Percy POV,

A cry comes from the living room. I let out a small groan, and leave the two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches I was making on the counter. I peek my head in the living room to see Zoe trying to pick up Charlie. I rush over and take him from her hands before she can drop him.

"Zoe! What have I told you about trying to pick your brother up?" I scold her while gently rocking Charlie.

"You told me not to do it." Her cute 6 year old voice gets me every time. Just like her mother, it's hard to stay mad at her for long.

"So why did you do it?" I try and keep up the facade that I was upset with her, even though all I wanted to do was hug her and tell her it was fine.

"Because he was crying!" Tears fill her eyes. "Mommy's gone and you were busy and all I wanted to do was help. I'm sorry daddy." How was it possible for a child to be this cute. I put Charlie down and give her a hug.

"Hey, thank you for trying to help. But you aren't big enough to hold him yet. I don't want you to hurt him on accident. Since you want to help, why don't you come in the kitchen and help me with lunch?" Her eyes brighten, and she rushes off to the kitchen. I pick up Charlie, and follow her to the kitchen. I put him in his highchair, then turn back to the counter. Zoe had pulled up a stool to stand on. I went to the refrigerator and took out the jelly jar. Annabeth had left three days ago for a 'girls week' with Piper, Hazel, and Calypso, and since she was normally the one to get groceries we were running really low.

"Hey Zoe, do you want to go grocery shopping with Daddy after you have your nap?"

"Yes! Charlie too?" I nod. "Yes yes yes!" I laugh at her reaction. I love how she gets excited over the smallest things. It's adorable.


"Alright, we need milk. Zoe, do you know where the milk is?" Charlie sits in the cart right in front of me giggling. I have the large list of food we need, and am completely lost. How does Annabeth do this every week?"

"Over there!" Zoe points to a refrigerator where the milk is. I smile, and head over to where she pointed. I grab a gallon, and then head towards the aisle that I think has cereal. "Daddy, who is that lady? Why is she staring at you?" I spin around instinctively. Normally when someone is staring at me, it means they want to kill me. My hand brushes over the pen in my pocket making sure it's there, even though I know it automatically returns to me. I look around, and see an old lady at the end of the aisle. Our eyes meet for a second, before she looks away. I brush it off as a coincidence.

"It's nothing, baby girl. She is probably just looking at how cute you are!" She giggles, and I feel a slight twinge of envy. I wish I could be as innocent as her.

We continue shopping, and with the help of Zoe manage to get most of what we need. The old lady continues to follow us, and I ignore her. After over half an hour of her following and staring at her, I get angry. I turn to her.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?" The old lady glared at me harder.

"Nothing at all, Perseus Jackson." Within seconds, I have Zoe and Charlie behind me and Riptide in front of me. No one is in the hallway, thank goodness. Even though they wouldn't see Riptide, they would probably see something ridiculous like me fighting off a chihuahua with a bag of noodles.

"Da-daddy? What are you doing?" She is obviously scared, which fuels my anger more. Before I can strike though, the old woman transforms into Athena. I drop to my knee, and recap Riptide.

"Pardon me, Athena. I didn't mean to-" She shook her head and grimaced.

"There is nothing to be pardoned for. You were defending your children. I am happy to know my daughters children are not going to be taken by any monster under your watch. You did well Perseus." Before I can reply, she dissapears.

"Daddy?" A small smile appears on my face. "Who was that?" I pick Zoe up.

"That was Mommy's mom." She looked confused.

"That didn't look like Gramma. Why were you pointing that sword at her?

"I thought she was a bad guy. It's… complicated.." She nods reluctantly. "Now let's finish shopping. Then I'll take you out for ice cream for being such a good girl." She smiles, and jumps up and down.

"Yay!"


"Mommy!" Zoe runs up to Annabeth as soon as she walks through the door. Annabeth smiles, and gives her a big hug.

"I missed you sweet girl!" I walk up to Annabeth, and peck her cheek.

"I missed you."

"You have no idea." I chuckle. She looks around. "I'm impressed, you didn't make a complete mess of the place. And by the looks of it, you went grocery shopping." I rub the back of my neck.

"About that…." A crash comes from Zoe's bedroom. "I'll tell you later." Annabeth raises her eyebrows, but doesn't get a chance to respond as I rush off to see what fell.


"What were you going to tell me earlier?" Annabeth and I lay together in bed, enjoying each other's presence for the first time all week. All the kids are in bed asleep.

"Oh, uh about that…" She eyed me suspiciously.

"What happened Percy? Why was Zoe telling me about you holding out a sword to an old lady? Were you attacked? With the children?" Annabeth begins to panic. I place my hands on her shoulders.

"Calm down Annie." She glares at me, and I smirk. "No, we weren't attacked. Your mother just wanted to pay me a little visit…" I explain everything that happened.

"So Athena pretended to be a monster in the middle of a grocery store, and almost attacked you?" I nod. "Great going mom." She mumbled. An owl hooted loudly outside. "I'm glad you're okay though." She said, snuggling up closer to my chest. I smile. I missed this.

"Yeah, me too. I don't think battling a hellhound would have been a very fun thing for Zoe to watch." Annabeth nods slightly.

"I love you." She whispers.

"I love you too." I whisper back. I savor moments like these. Moments where we are both sane, and aren't driven insane from being parents, or are shaking from terrifying nightmares.

Soon we both fall into a deep sleep, and for once aren't woken by screams or nightmares.