"Percy. Wake up." I heard Annabeth say softly. "Come on. Get up." I moaned. "None of that. Get up."
"I'll get on that soon." I rolled over.
"Okay. Guess I'll have to go to the doctor by myself." she said, getting off our bed.
"What?" I said, shooting up into a sitting position.
"We get to find out the sex of the baby. But you don't want to get up. So I'll go by myself."
"I'm up!"
"I thought you might say that." She walked downstairs as I got dressed ninja style. I buckeled my belt as I walked downstairs. Annabeth was putting on her coat and scarf. "There you are sleepy head." She opened the door and an owl swooped in, screaching. Annabeth ducked for it almost took her head off. "Get it out." I ran for the broomstick.
"What the heck?" I screamed.
"My mom sent it! It will kill us if it gets the chance!" I grabbed the broom and jumped to get the owl.
"It's flying too high!"
"Jump on the table!" I jumped onto the table but the owl started ducking for my head. "Stop it! Ugh! I hate birds!"
"Come on Percy!" Annabeth gasped as if she got an idea. She clapped her hands in a certain rythem pattern. The owl stopped and payed attention to her. I thought it was going to kill her, but she started to yell in Greek. It was a long command. The owl cocked it's head then flew out the door. Annabeth quickly closed the door behind her.
"What did you tell it to do?"
"Go away."
"Oh. Lot of words for go away."
Annabeth and I drove to the doctor's office. We walked up to the check in counter. "Annabeth Chase." she said.
"Who's your doctor?" the lady asked.
"Apollo-I mean Samson."
"Don't worry," I whispered. "I did that do."
"He'll be right with you!" the lady said peppily.
Annabeth and I sat down by the huge animal tank. I looked inside but I didn't see anything. We sat down beside eachother. Annabeth started to peer into the tank. She shreaked. "There's a sp-sp-spider in there." I hugged her.
"Yes. Yes. It's okay. Let's just move over there." We got up and moved. "Okay? Your okay now." She nodded.
"Annabeth Chase?" someone called. Annabeth and I got up and walked into the back. The nurse measured how tall Annabeth was and how much she weighed. "How far along are you?" she asked.
"4 and a half months." she said.
"Okay." the nurse said, writing it down. "Right in here." She opened the door and I help Annabeth onto the cushy bed.
It felt like an hour. Dr. Samson walked in. "Hi Annabeth. Nice to see you concious." We fake laughed. "Okay. Let's get you that sonogram." He slightly uncovered Annabeth's shirt and put some cream stuff on her stomach. He started rubbing the whatever-you-call-it thing on the spot covered in cream. I held Annabeth's hand.
"So?" Annabeth asked.
"Your baby is a healthy, stong heart beated. . .GIRL!"
"Ha!" Annabeth taunted. "Your out 200 drachmas, Seaweed Brain!" The doctor looked at us like we were crazy. "We are-uh-um-Latin! And in-uh-poker we call our chips drachmas. We have a-uh-poker match tonight and since I now have 200 drachmas, or poker chips, I have a better chance of winning." Annabeth lied. Samson nodded like he actually understood. Stupid doctors.
Annabeth and I drove home. We jumped out of my car and into the snow. I picked up a snowball and threw it at Annabeth. "Hey! Seaweed Brain!" she picked up some snow and molded it into a hexagon (I have no idea how she does that) and threw it at me. Her special hexagon snowballs hurt!
"I'm gonna gettcha!" I yelled. I ran to get her. She ran up the stairs and opened the door. Her eyes widened and so did mine as soon as I stopped. There they were, attacking our apartment.
~Author's Notes~
Sorry it was so short. Most romantic part? Most funny part? What's in their apartment? Tell me in the review!