hiiii this is my first story which is a collection of one shots about the seven after the war and they have grown up and had kids and what their lives are like as a family.

Annabeth's POV

"Percy! The stove isn't working!"

I'm turning the knob on and off and the flame isn't coming on. Grrrrrr. This is one of the worst mornings ever. Percy walks into the kitchen looking extremely groggy. He's very helpful in the morning.

"What?"

"The stove isn't working and I don't think Charlie and Olivia are up!"

"I'm up mommy!"

Olivia comes down the stairs with a big smile on her face and her black curls bouncing. Olivia's got Percy's hair and eye color with my curls.

"I told Charlie to get up but he won't."

She loves telling on her brother.

I sigh. "Thank you honey, I'll go get him up."

I walk up the steps and knock on his door and yep he's still asleep.

"CHARLIE GET UP NOW!"

He lifts his head and just looks at me. His golden hair looks as messy as ever just like Percy's. He is opposite of his sister. Charlie's got my hair and eye color and Percy's hair style.

"Ok"

I groan. I grab his arm and drag him out of bed.

"Ow, ow, ow!"

I am just done.

"GET UP AND GET READY NOW!"

I slam the door and hear him get back in bed. I groan again.

"Percy, go get Charlie up before I lose it."

"I thought you were getting him up."

"Well he's not listening so you do it."

I walk over to the fridge and start slamming out food.

"Mommy you're going to crack the eggs."

I breathe. "Sorry Olivia, its been a long morning."

Percy's POV

I trudge up the stairs to Charlie's room. I'm really tired today but I am every morning so it makes no difference. I open the door to Charlie's room and even though Annabeth was just yelling at him in my opinion pretty intensely he's still asleep.

"Good mornin buddy!" I say as excitedly as possible even though I feel dead.

He doesn't even lift his head.

Ok, that's it. Time for extreme measures, something that will really get his attention. I walk over to his dresser, pull his phone off the charger and put it in my pocket.

"DAD!" He exclaimed. "What are you doing?!"

That woke him up.

"GET UP NOW." I say slowly. Then I leave his room all dramaticy.

I hear him sigh and throw back the covers and get up. I smile to myself. I'm pretty good at this dad thing right?

I go down stairs and Annabeth looks at me.

"Is he up?"

I grin. "Yep, who's the best?"

Annabeth just roles her eyes and keeps making sandwiches.