Sorry about the length, it's so short.

Sorry it took so long to update, I would have updated faster but I have a camp and I was away.

If I was Rick Riordan would I be on fanfiction? Hello peoples, get a brain

Sorry if the character's are OOC

7 years old

Percy's POV

Percy honestly didn't know what he did to deserve this. I mean getting beat up everyday. That was harsh. Right now he was watching his own sister getting beat up. She was only singing the square roots song. Percy had to admit, it was an annoying song, and what 7 year-old in their right mind needed to know square roots? Percy watched her get slapped, again and again. 5,7,9,12 times! It pained his heart that he couldn't step in and help. Annabeth was a strong girl. Taller and stronger than Percy but she even had her limits. Percy brought her onto the couch and laid her their with her hair spread out in a halo around her head. She was unconscious so she looked like a sleeping angel.

Gabe finally finished, he was breathing heavily and his breaths were almost as ragged as Annabeth's. It was probably the fact that he was seriously overweight. Gabe turned his beady brown eyes onto Percy and smiled showing his tobacco stained teeth. Then the smile was wiped off of Gabe's face and Gabe narrowed his eyes at the young boy, he sneered, "What are you lookin' at ya good for nothin' piece of trash."

Percy was tempted to to tell Gabe that he was the worthless piece of trash, but he knew it wasn't true. Gabe at least fed them, and had a job. Gabe soon tramped upstairs yelling down to Percy, "Get me my beer and order a pizza, put 3 slices on a plate for me, you and Annabeth can only have one each. If you eat more, you know what happens." Percy looked in the phone book and dialed the number to Papa John's. "Can I have a large half pepperoni, half Hawaiian pizza.", soon the pizza guy came and Percy took two pepperoni slices and one Hawaiian slice on a plate he got the beer out and brought it up to Gabe's bedroom.

He knocked tentatively, afraid of what could happen to him he called out, "Mr. Gabe, sir? Your food is ready." Gabe simply grunted in response, he took that as a come in. Apparently he thought wrong, as soon as he took a step into the bedroom he was hit with a ceramic plate. Percy fell back onto the floor, hurt. Percy got up clutching his chest. In the process the plate that Percy had been holding fell. Luckily it just fell so that the contents were just boggled a bit. The beer bottle was still in Percy's hands, Percy was about to fling it straight at Gabe's head but quickly remembered what the consequences would be.

Percy handed the plate to Gabe and passed the bottle over. Gabe snatched them out of Percy's hands and gobbled them up rather disgustingly. Percy used this as an excuse to leave and was right about this for once, he was supposed to leave. He hurriedly tromped down the steps to see a very bruised Annabeth cleaning the living room. He quickly ran over to his young but genius friend, to stop her from hurting herself further.

"Annabeth, you can't do that, you're gonna hurt yourself. Worse!"

"Percy, I'll be fine, stop worrying about me, I can do something."

"Fine, I guess I am overreacting a bit but you should clean somewhere else, like do the dishes."

Suddenly they heard Gabe's voice, loud but certainly not clear, "One of you brats down hear needs to clean this plate."

Percy hesitantly tip-toed up the steps and knocked on the door. Gabe grunted, Percy had learned his lesson from last time, wait till he says come in. He suddenly heard Gabe roar. The door was flung from his grasp and he had the plate thrown at him, again. He fell back but this time another plate was thrown at him. Two plates rested on either side of him. Percy looked up the fear evident in his eyes. He gulped, unsure of what was going to happen to him. He noticed Gabe didn't move an inch and was glaring at him.

Percy realized what he wanted, "S-Sorry, m-mister G-G-G-abe I-I'm sorry." Gabe nodded his head clearly satisfied with the apology. Percy headed down the steps, slowly and painfully for his abdominal muscles were bruised badly. He limped over to Annabeth who critically examined him with her sharp eyes. She walked over to the freezer, got 2 pieces to ice, so Gabe wouldn't notice. She placed on his stomach, as he winced. She got 3 pieces for her bruises and they washed the dishes together.