This one-shot reveals a night at the Jackson house-hold. Married to Annabeth with kids, in Percy's POV. FLUFFY!

Disclaimer; i do _ own these characters (the answer is "NOT")

I let myself in my house stealthy.

I made sure to be as quiet as possible so I wouldn't wake up the kids or Annabeth. I cringed at every creak the door made.

The clock on the kitchen blinked a red, "11:37"

Wow, this is the latest I've been home from the police station this month. There was an emergency car chase that I unfortunately got involved in that lasted longer than i expected.

I was a bit scared that Annabeth might be awake waiting for me to come home. The guilt would be overwhelming. I know I should've called, but I was so busy and time just got away from me. Geez I'm a terrible husband.

I tiptoed through the kitchen until i noticed my dinner waiting for me on the table. It was chicken barbecue with mashed potatoes. Man, I would have totally just scarfed that up in an instant, but it looked like it was sitting out for a couple of hours and rock cold. I whined to myself, aww it looked good.

I made sure to gently kiss Bianca and Charlie goodnight before I headed into my bedroom. They were sleeping, of course, but I wanted to feel like some-what of a good father. I felt really bad that I didn't get to read to them before bed. it was a sort of nightly ritual.

I slowly made my way into my room and exhaled a sigh of relief when I heard Annabeth breathing rhythmically with sleep.

I undressed into my boxers as quietly as I could, throwing my clothes, like a true slob, on the floor.

To ruin all my ninja stealth from before, I plopped into bed loudly out of habit. I started metaling cursing myself while I heard Annabeth turn around, startled.

Out of sheer terror I pretended to be asleep, unsuccessfully. I could feel Annabeth gray eyes on me, giving me one of her steely glares.

"Honey, did you just get home,?" she mumbled.

"Hmm, maybe?"

Surprisingly she tightly wrapped her arms around me, "Gods I was so worried about you! I had no idea if you were hurt, or dead.."

I couldn't imagine feeling any worse.

"Im so sorry sweetie, I should have called," I tried the puppy eyes, but I guess that doesn't work too well in the dark.

She slapped my arm, "You better be sorry! Next time, you call."

I smiled, " I will."

"How about tomorrow you make me and the kids breakfast? You know, I wasn't the only one you scared. then maybe I'll forgive you."

I couldn't help groaning. She knew my deep hatred for cooking, "Fine, but don't complain if the pancakes end up looking like seaweed."

She laughed. This might sound weird but her laughs were like music, it just lifts you up.

I kissed her forehead, "Go to sleep. dream about the amazing breakfast your gonna have tomorrow."

She snorted before turning to her side, "….more like a nightmare…goodnight seaweed pancake brain."

I hugged my arms around her, "Goodnight my wise girl"

awww how sweet!

I wrote this on my way home from school. Cant write too much in 15 minutes.

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