Blue: A Redo, Part Three
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Annabeth sighed. She was seriously considering sending the kids to camp year-round. Gods have mercy—she told Percy she didn't want kids unless he was there 24/7.
But noooo. He's off on another one of those diplomatic Greek/Roman meetings.
Isn't that just perfect...especially now that she could feel a huge headache coming on. She put her head in her hands. Why couldn't they just be quiet for one minute?
Because they were the offspring of two of the most powerful demigods on Earth.
And because they had a girl who was purely Athena, and a boy who was purely Poseidon.
Suddenly, through her hazy thoughts came a distant ringing sound. Annabeth perked up immediately, but once she realized it was just the oven timer, she relaxed.
She grabbed oven mitts and grabbed the batch of cookies out of the oven before they could burn. She smiled at their dark purple color—as she did everytime.
Just then, the kids came running in, almost provoking Annabeth into dropping the tray.
"Silena, Luke, slow down! Otherwise, neither of you get cookies," she warned.
Immediately, as expected, they slowed down and stood in front of the kitchen's island, watching their mother transfer the cookies to a plate.
Annabeth looked over at them and nearly sighed again. Silena was, of course, drenched in water (Luke's favorite water tactic when the playing wasn't going his way) and Luke was thoroughly upset (Silena's favorite manipulation tactic when the playing wasn't going her way).
"What was is this time?" she asked as she walked the plate of cookies over to the bar. Silena and Luke, abashed, followed their mother and quietly hopped onto the barstools. Luke made for a grab at the cookies, but Annabeth swiftly slapped his hand lightly.
Silena and Luke remained resolutely silent, though, until Annabeth grabbed a cookie for herself and began munching it, emitting soft moans of delight every once in a while; just to make them suffer just a bit more. Motherhood sometimes has it's benefits, she thought gleefully.
Finally, Luke caved. "Silena made me upset!" he whined.
"What? Luke was the one who sprayed water all over me! He burst one of the pipes in the bathroom!"
"No I didn't!"
"Yes, you did!"
"No I didn't-"
"Guys! No more fighting! No, please, what started it?"
"I was working really hard on a picture and Luke just came in and sprayed water all over it!"
"Luke, is that true?"
Luke looked down at his shoes.
"Luke?" Annabeth's warning tone had truly improved since she had been a mother.
He nodded, embarrassed and looking as if he never wanted to be a son of Poseidon.
This time, Annabeth did sigh. But she saw that Luke really didn't mean it. And after all, to be honest, he and Silena still had no control over their powers.
"Alright, Luke. You know what you're going to do—apologize to Silena and go help her clean it all up. Silena, don't hold it over him."
"But Mom—that's not fair!"
"Life isn't fair, darling! But...if it helps, you can pick out the next movie we're watching on movie night, okay?"
Absolutely thrilled, Silena smiled. "Thanks Mom!"
Luke and Silena both began running upstairs, but then Annabeth remembered. "Hey, guys! Don't forget your cookies!"
They ran back at once and began grabbing handfuls. "No crumbs, remember!"
They nodded dutifully, and both began running up the stairs, until Luke unexpectedly turned right back around.
"Hey, Mom? Why are our cookies and cakes and stuff always purple?"
Annabeth grinned. "Well, that's a funny story, actually."
"Can you tell us? Please, please, please?" asked Luke.
"With a cherry on top?" added Silena.
"Alright. It's actually a story that's a lot like what happened between you and Silena today..."
