Ok, here goes! Warning - father/daughter bonding fluff that is easy to choke on

"Daddy, daddy, daddy, come on!" The little girl squealed. A groan came from underneath the duvet. He should've been used to this, as she woke him up like it everyday.

Had it been a few years ago, when he was a teenager, he would've been royally pissed and wouldn't have responded. But times had changed. His sleeping face split into a grin. He tackled the little girl, eyes still closed, and dragged her into the duvet, holding her in his arms. She wriggled her cold body to get comfortable and then pressed her freezing feet on his to warm them up.

Wow. That was a wake-up.

Percy stroked the tangled black curls in his daughter's hair and lifted her up, out of the bed, and swung himself upright.

It was a Saturday, 4:45am - but he had promised.

With a smile and a fatherly hug, he Percy sent the little monkey off to get herself clothed, ("Daddy, I'm fwee now, I can get dwessed on my own!") quickly dressed and started on breakfast.

A huge impish grin on her face, the little girl ran in, her t-shirt backwards and her socks on the wrong feet, and sat down at the table. After a few wardrobe alterations and a hurriedly scarfed breakfast, Percy and Toni found themselves wrapped up against the early morning New York chill.

The cold seemed to have no effect on the energetic three-year-old, if anything, it had the opposite effect to what it had on Percy. Though he was used to it, he still shivered a little, whereas Toni hopped and skipped her way towards the Jeep and climbed in herself (very proudly). Percy smiled briefly, staring at the tattered car seat that she heaved herself onto, remembering the days when he used to sit in it. It was, of course, patterned with "little fishies" which Toni had decided to give individual names. She was definitely his, that was for sure.

After a short drive (and a short nap for one young lady) they arrived at their destination: Camp half-blood. Gently shaking her arm, Percy lifted Toni out of the Jeep onto his shoulders and carried her across the borders to Camp. It was still and silent, as most of the campers were asleep, so Percy lifted a finger to his lips and Toni did the same, nodding.

As they passed the fire, which was still burning, Hestia waved at them, her childlike face playful and happy in the early morning light.

Toni gasped quietly and whispered, "Pretty!" as she waved back at the goddess, which brought a smile to her face. Percy waved too and continued, up to the beach.

He set the little girl down on the sand and she wriggled her feet happily, letting the sand sift in between her toes. She pattered across, deliberating where to go,until she took his hand firmly and began to drag him to a spot she liked. The sand was smooth, less-trodden, and the sea lapped the edges hungrily.

Percy laughed at her excitement and began to pull two fishing rods out of the bag he was carrying - one large, one small.

Toni loved fishing. They never kept or killed the fish, but just sitting and catching them was, for the ADHD girl, very therapeutic. There was something about the water - probably because of her heritage - that could calm her down and she would sit in silence for hours.

Percy flexed his fingers slightly, rippling the water. Come on, fishes, he thought. We won't kill you. We'll throw you back in.

Like a wave, fishes began to swim up into the shallow parts of the water, circling the area where Toni was sat. Percy could hear them chattering, which was quite disorientating, but soon got distracted when Toni leaped to her feet.

"I got one!" She giggled.

Percy helped her through it back in and sighed happily. She was already so big. Hadn't it been yesterday she was still a baby, small enough to be held with one hand? Wasn't it barely a month ago that Annabeth had said she was pregnant? A few days since they found out they were having another daughter? It was scary.

Upon hearing some extremely happy giggles and shrieks, Percy turned and grinned as he spotted some naiads playing with Toni. They had lifted her up into their arms and were singing and swinging her around. Toni was giggling and kicking her little feet, fascinated by the naiad's azure skin and flowing navy hair.

Before he knew it, he was back in his apartment, carrying a sleeping and rather wet Toni in his arms. Daniel and Luke were running around in their soccer uniforms, getting mud all over the house. Olivia was clutching her mother's hand and talking about her new dress, which was Aphrodite's favourite shade of fuchsia and picked by the love goddess herself.

Annabeth smiled when she saw Percy. She stroked the sleeping girl's forehead and smirked.

"She's a daddy's girl."

Percy was totally okay with that.

Im procrastinating on all my other fanfics so have this lil fluffball.