Percy stared at the screen in front of him. 4 more hours to go and he would be with his beautiful growing family. His wife, Annabeth, was pregnant with their second baby. He was hoping for a girl, but his dad told him it was another boy. Percy was still excited though; he loved his eldest son dearly and was excited for another. His son Luke had just turned five last week, and he was going to be starting kindergarten soon. Luke looked just like his mother, with his sandy blond hair and gray eyes, but he was more like his father. He wasn't a perfectionist, and was probably the most jumpy boy that anyone would ever meet, so he was a reflection of his father. Annabeth had once tried to dress him nicely for a dinner party where the gods were going to be present, and he ended up streaking through the dining room screaming "Apollo is the best!" over and over again. They later found out that Apollo had put a spell on the boy, which had caused him to scream what he had.
"Percy!"
That voice brought him back to the real world, "Yes Sir?"
"If you don't get back to work you'll be in search of another job, understand?"
"Yes Sir." Percy said, as he returned to staring blankly at the screen in front of him.