I've got major writer's block at the moment and it doesn't help that I'm really frustrated with my stupid 'brother'. He thinks he's so amazing and perfect and 'deserves a break', but he is the world's biggest selfish jerk and I just want to rip his head off. It's just so frustrating that he's making it out to be that I'm the mean one who's constantly rude and arrogant and such a bully.

Anyway, forget that rubbish prat. This isn't a major update or anything that important. It's an old one-shot and I thought I might as well type it up so you guys get something.

And I keep forgetting- I've got a poll up for Bubba Mava's name so go and vote if you haven't already! :D


Those who had never met Charlie's parents before- the majority of the school- could easily tell who his father was, but had a hard time finding his mother.

"Where is Mom?" Charlie asked, extracting himself from a questioning crowd of fellow students. Leo just shrugged, looking highly amused.

"Probably killing someone."

"She's only been here five minutes!" His father gave a crooked smile and Charlie worried who would be under his mother's wrath this time.

"Charlie, is she your mom?"

"No, that's Sasha's mom." He took pity on the group, wanting to be rid of them for five seconds of free breathing space. He was beginning to feel a bit claustrophobic. "OK, clue." They brightened interestedly. "She has the same eyes as me." For some reason, it had turned into a popular game to find out who Charlie's mother was.

"That narrows it down." Fiona grumbled sarcastically.

"It does, actually." Leo added. "It's a very unique eye-colour." One only descendants of Poseidon get.

Charlie's friends scrambled away, swarming through the swell of parents and students.

"Why are people callin' me?" Charlie turned and looked up, smiling at an equally sea-green pair of eyes. "'Who's Charlie's mom?'" She mimicked, repeating it several times in an array of silly voices. "It's a miracle any of these kids are still alive."

"You didn't say anything, did you?" Leo asked. Louisa shook her head and they both grinned identical impish grins.

"I knew you two were up ta somethin'."

"You're Charlie's mom?" Fiona was back and staring at Louisa in amazement. Her eyes flitted from Louisa's to Charlie's and back again. "You are!" She squealed. Louisa winced and covered her ears. This girl was speaking on a level only dogs should hear. "I found Charlie's mom!"

"Why is this such a big deal?" Louisa quizzed, fixing a steely look on her son. Charlie smiled innocently while Leo shrugged noncommittally, wearing a similar smile. Louisa folded her arms and glowered at the pair of them. Leo cracked first.

"You're clearly amazing and I'm…" He looked down at himself, "a scrawny bugger."

"Ya ain't scrawny."

"Not as scrawny as I was." Louisa rolled her eyes, having had this conversation thousands of times with him over the years. "Keep doing that and you might find a brain back there." She glared at him again, torn between smiling and strangling him.

But Leo had a point. She was a daughter of Poseidon- not that the mortals knew that- a child of one of the Big Three gods. She was definitely going to exude some sort of power as well as that natural beauty she often denied and did nothing to exaggerate- she wore her usual tracksuit bottoms, a T-shirt of Leo's and his army jacket. Judging by the looks on some of the other parents' faces, they were trying to figure out how Leo- this elfish handyman- had married this fiery, violent and clearly deranged-in-a-good-way woman. To them, she seemed unattainable.

Leo didn't mind them getting confused with this. He found it rather amusing and felt very proud of himself to win Louisa over when no-one else could. He did get a bit irritated when some of the single dads stared, but she soon sent them scurrying with one of her murderous glares.

He also noticed she kept pulling the sleeves of his jacket over her hands and smelling the material. Apparently, he smelled like wood smoke, under all the machine oil, and she liked that.

Charlie was somewhat oblivious to his parents, running around like crazy with some of his friends or away from Sage who, unsurprisingly, was trying to kill him.

Louisa glanced up at Charlie's laughter, shedding Leo's jacket and dropping it on her son's head as he passed.

Suddenly blinded, Charlie skidded to a halt. He recognised the wood smoke scent of his father's beloved jacket. Turning it around, he slipped his arms into the sleeves, noticing his hands barely came to the elbows, the rest of the material hanging limply. The jacket itself finished just above his knees. Someone cracked a few short quips, but Charlie paid no attention, staring bemusedly at his mother.

She gave a sweet smile and Charlie knew he was in trouble. He tried to run for it, but she grabbed the swinging sleeves and knotted them behind his back.

"Mamaaaa!" He protested, struggling against the new imprisonments, hopping around so he didn't fall over. People were starting to laugh. Leo stood to the side, laughing with them and not even bothering to help. "You're all mean!"

Leo relented after a couple of minutes, moving forward and deftly untying the knot. Charlie stepped out of the jacket and Leo returned it to his wife, who had come over to hit him for freeing their son.

"You OK?" He smiled, not retaliating to Louisa's one-sided dead-arm contest.

"I think my shoulder clicked." Leo chuckled. "Maybe it's dislocated." Louisa stopped hitting Leo and ruffled Charlie's hair.

"Keep tryin', Curls. Ya ain't gettin' sympathy from us, right, Leo?"

"Oh, definitely. No sympathy from both of us." Louisa gave a content nod and turned away. Leo winked reassuringly at Charlie, retrieving a wrapped slice of chocolate cake from his tool belt. "You didn't get that from me."

"Get what?"

"Exactly."


Might post a few more of these. Don't know. Sorry if it's lousy, but I really can't think of ideas :/ And don't forget to vote! :P