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Annabeth: Percy, I have something to tell you.
Percy: Alright, wise girl, what is it?
Annabeth: I'm pregnant
Percy:...
Percy:...
Percy:... So, like, will it come out of your head, or...?
Annabeth: I swear to the gods.
After high school when Percy and Annabeth were packing for college in New Rome. Annabeth found a old camp t-shirt that wouldn't fit Percy in a million years. Annabeth asked Sally what she should do with it, Percy walked in and said, "We'll keep it for the next little Chase-Jackson."