~ A quick note to those who are reading.~
This story that you are about to read includes some original characters of the 'Percy Jackson gang' (as I call them) but they are not a major part. This story runs through my memories that I didn't even know I had. Until now, of course. So read on if you'd like, but if you want to read something about Percy, Annabeth, and Grover saving the world again, this isn't it.
Mischieviously to All,
Daughter of Hermes,
Mei
_Age Five_
It was a bright, sunny, and burning hot day in southeast Oklahoma. A little girl with naturally blonde hair skipped along a field of knee-high wild grass, holding her mother's hand. " Look, Mommy, look!" The little girl squealed with joy and started pulling on her mom's hand, going towards a small yellow flower that was sticking up out of the sea of light green, gently swaying stalks of grass.
~~~~~ I'm very sorry for interrupting so soon. I promise I won't do this again. Well, not unless there's a need to. I just feel that at this moment, there's a need for an introduction. This little girl is little me. Little Mei if I must say. Her mother's name is Wendi. Now, the reason I didn't say 'My mother's name'... well, you'll find out for yourself. ~~~~~
Wendi let out a gentle laugh, one that sounded musical, almost like the sweet 'twink, twink' of the tiny golden bells she wore on a bracelet around her left wrist. " Slow down, Moo!" She smiled at her daughter, who had stopped tugging on her arm and now had a pouty look on her face.
" My name isn't Moo! It's Mei! M-ei!" Wendi ruffled Mei's hair.
"I know your real name is Mei. Moo is just a nickname."
" A...nickname?" Mei cocked her head to the side curiously.
" Yes. " Wendi smiled at her daughter brightly, brushing a strand of dark brown hair out of her eyes, and tucking it softly behind her ear. "Now what was it that you wanted to show me?"
" Oh! Oh! Oh! It's over here!" Wendi let out another musical laugh, and followed after Mei, who was tugging at her hand again. Mei let go of her mother's hand and laid down on her stomach, eye level with the small yellow flower. " Isn't it pretty, Mommy?" The flower was the color of dust and honey, and was very common where they lived. Wendi crouched down beside Mei and looked at the flower also.
" Yes it is, Moo." Wendi narrowed her eyes at Mei and a small smirk spread over her bunny-ear-pink lips. " Unlike your nice white dress that you just got covered in dirt!" Wendi scooped Mei up and fell back, sitting on the ground and tickling her shoulders and tummy. Mei laughed and squirmed around in her mother's arms.
" Sto-stop it!" Mei managed to say through childish laughter. Wendi laughed and stopped, brushing some hair out of Mei's face with her thumb and planting a gentle kiss on her daughter's forehead.
" Okay, Moo." Wendi bent down and plucked the yellow flower from the ground, putting it in Mei's hair. Mei grinned happily and let out a soft, tired yawn. Her eyes drooped and she let out a small whisper.
" Mommy?"
" Yes?"
" Will you be with me forever?"
" Why are you asking?"
" I just wanna know." Wendi rocked Mei on her lap and hummed softly as Mei drifted into a soft sleep. Wendi kissed her daughter on the forehead very softly again before answering in a whisper.
" Yes, Moo. Forever and always."