A/N: This is just a funny two-shot story I came up with after I read Innoverse's story 'A Special Kiss'

WARNING: I won't go into graphic details about sex because I've never done it (I'm not married yet), but there will be talk of it. Lots of talk. I'm going off of knowledge that I've acquired over my short life, and I don't know much, Just things my mom and I have talked about. So please don't write a review correcting my knowledge. Anyway, I'm not going to put an age requirement on this, but I am going to ask that if you have little to no understanding or knowledge of what sex is please don't read this. Rated T for a reason.

Wow, that was a long ramble.

Anyway—Disclaimer: I do not own any PJO thingamabobs in this story.

Sally's POV

I think my world had officially ended when my soon-to-be seventeen year old son came barging into our family's small apartment with a shocked look firmly planted on his face.

"It is not… a special kiss," Percy seemed horrified.

Paul, my dear husband, simply looked confused, I—on the other hand—completely understood. The dreaded moment of my parenthood had come. I didn't think it would come. "Oh gods," I had to brace myself using the couch. I figured he knew. I thought he would have figured it out by now.

Percy had not moved.

"I missed something," Paul said with confusion written plainly on his face.

"Paul," I sighed out, fearing for my son's innocence. I guess he would have to know sometime. "He doesn't know."

My poor husband was clearly still confused.

"Doesn't know what?" Annabeth Chase, Percy's girlfriend—oh gosh—walked in which had become normal over the past few months.

I watched painfully as Annabeth went to give Percy a hug. Percy jumped back from her with his hands over his mouth after a loud whimper. His legs were crossed like he had to use the restroom. Annabeth's questioning expression was replaced by a look of understanding, shock, and then "Oh dear gods, they told him."

Her eyes were wide. She looked at me. There was a long silence, Paul still confused, then Annabeth announced, "You just brought me into a really, really awkward conversation."

"Annabeth, they told me you didn't have one," Percy said. He was looking at her in utter amazement. The finger he had been pointing at her had somehow too find its way—"Percy don't touch there!"

"Why?"

"Percy you don't know what sex is?" Paul finally understood.

"Huh?"

"Oh save me," my poor son, all the jokes he probably didn't understand, the reason why Annabeth scolded him always telling him to put a shirt on. Oh gosh, he hadn't asked why to be sarcastic like Paul and I had thought, he had asked why because he was generally clueless.

"I always wondered why girls had boobs and guys didn't?" Percy stared like he was trying to burn a hole though her chest. Annabeth's face was fire truck red. She had to slap his hand away again. "Percy don't touch."

Percy stepped back, clearly annoyed. "Why not?"

Annabeth looked mortified at me. "A special kiss, Sally."

I put my head in my hands, not sure what to make of the situation. "He was four," I just—I just didn't—Aug, "If he had been seven, or eight, six even! I would have explained more, but four?"

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Somehow, we managed to make it to the kitchen table. Annabeth sat with her head on the table; her hands at her side. Percy was trying to ask Annabeth questions about herself, Annabeth stayed down. He wouldn't take the answer from me, or Paul. He was becoming exasperated. When he tried to rub her back like he did when something was wrong, she would push his hand away. I guess she couldn't get over him trying to touch her. Her ears were still pink.

I had answered most of his questions when he asked the most horrible question. The question directed at Annabeth after she had taken her head off the table, and had finally decided she could look at him. Oh, I'd hate being Annabeth—the girlfriend—right now. "Annabeth, what's a pussy?"

Annabeth confided in the table again.

Percy having lost hope in trying to get her back up looked at me expectantly.

Poseidon, would you mind if I killed myself and our clueless son?

A/N: Okay, there wasn't as much sex talk as I thought, too those who still read this story after my warning. Though, it was really suggestive all around.

I enjoyed writing the first chapter though. In my beginning authors note I said this would be a two-shot, but I'm having second thoughts. I already have ideas of what I'd do if this was a two-shot, but it seems pretty good as a one-shot.

To those who have read and love (or not) my other stories, I'm planning on only doing One-shots, Two-shots, and possibly if they get that far Three-shots. I most likely—unless I get a burst of inspiration—will not be continuing my other stories.

Love y'all all(yes, that is correct grammar) PEACE OUT

…I'm so lame you guys