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Chapter Two:

"Life's too short to even care at all, uh-whoa. Loosing my mind, loosing my mind, loosing control-oh-oh-ohhhh." Percy pressed his head into his hands. How could he have been so careless? An untouched chocolate milkshake wobbled on the waxed bar surface. The old diner resembled one of that in the seventies, with a bubbling radio in the far corner, vibrant red round tables and matching stools, waiters in pinstriped suits skimming around on rollerskates.

"These fishes in the sea, they're staring at me. Oh, oh, ohhhh. A wet world aches for a beat of the drum. Oh, oh, ohhhhhh. If I could find a way to see this straight, I'd run away. To some fortune that I-I should have found...by now." Percy wiped his nose on his jacket sleeve and stared up at the ceiling. He wished he could run away, and stay away; free of bothersome prophecies and expectant girlfriends.

"Life's too short to even care at all, uh-whoa. I'm coming up now, coming up now, out of the blue. Oh, oh, ohhhh. These zombies in the park, they're looking for my heart. Oh, oh, ohhhhh. A dark world aches for a splash of the sun. Oh, oh, ohhhhh." Without hesitation, as soon as Rachel had uttered the fateful words, he was out of there faster than a rocket. How could she be pregnant? They were eighteen. With babies come responsibilty, and the end of his childhood.

"If I could find a way to see this straight, I'd run away. To some fortune that I-I should've found...by now. And so I run to the things they said could restore me, restore life the way it should be. Waiting for this...cough syrup to come down!" Not only that, but the prophecy had professed the downfall of Olympus. This was going to be a wild rollercoaster, and it was all his fault. Tears slipped down hs cheeks and plopped onto his leather jacket, staining the material and branding him for his fault. What were the gods going to do when they found out?

"One more spoon of cough syrup now, uh-whoa...One more spoon of cough syrup now, uh-whoa. Oh, ohhhh."

"Can I help you, darlin'?" The waitress wore bright scarlet lip stick and her ebony hair was pinned back with an emerald pin. Her nametag read "Dytee." She smiled at him.

Percy cleared his throat awkwardly, hoping to Zeus she wouldn't notice that he'd been crying. "Um, no, thanks. I'm fine."

"You sure?" she asked. "You don't look fine. You look like you've been run over by a truck."

"I just got some surprising news, I guess, and I don't know what to do," he confessed. "My girlfriends pregnant."

Dytee studied him for a moment longer, and then turned her attention to her immaculently manicured nails. "Classic sob story. Dashing young hero knocks up pretty little heroine, blah, blah, blah," she said.

Percy was stung. "Excuse me?"

"Don't you get it? There are more important things in life than having kids at a 'young' age. Women in Africa are wed at thirteen and bare children no older than sixteen. I suppose you're eighteen. Giving life, no, presenting it, is one of the greatest honors you can bestow. It's incredible," she said. Dytee's eyes grew cloudy with memories. "Everytime I give one of my suitors a child, it's amazing. Holding my newborn son or daughter for the first time, staring deeply into the eyes you gave them, touching the skin you gave them...Zeus, it's just...Wow."

Percy fiddled with a loose thread in his jeans. No, he couldn't be optimistic. This was horrific, a true nightmare! "What about...money, future?"

"Focus on the present," Dytee told him. "You can cross that bridge when you come to it."

"I don't want to take away our childhoods," Percy admitted. He felt foolish and naked, telling so much to this stranger.

"Annabeth is beautiful, and by taking her innocence away, you strengthened your relationship. You two aren't children anymore; it's your job to now give a childhood to kids of your own," Dytee said.

Percy swallowed hard, preparing a speech about..."Wait, how did you know her name?"

Dytee winked one thickly mascara-ed eye and beamed at him. "Whatever happens, Perseus, remember that Annabeth will be right there beside you. No matter of evil power can break the bond of love. Bend it, yes, but it will not break. Good luck, my dear. I'll be voting for you!"

Percy blinked. "Aphrodite?" he croaked. "What're you...How did you..."

She patted his hand gently and looked up apologetically. "It's not going to be easy."

With that, the waitress disappeared in a snap of power and a shower of glimmering glitter.