We stopped in front of the Athena Cabin slightly out of breath and winded. I approached Annabeth breathing heavily. I stretched my hand toward her.

"You're not bad for a wise girl," I smirked.

She rolled her eyes and shook my hand, "You too, seaweed brain."

The door to the cabin opened and Athena, accompanied by an anxious Malcolm, appeared. I waved happily to Malcolm. He saw and waved eagerly back.

Annabeth leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear, "All he needs is a tail and some ears and you've got a golden retriever."

I joined Annabeth's snickers as we walked toward them. We bowed respectfully to Athena and she beamed at Annabeth.

"Annabeth, you should get inside. I was discussing battle strategies with your siblings."

Annabeth's eyes shone, "Cool." Though what was cool with plans, I didn't know.

She turned to me and waved, "Bye, Perci."

I smiled, "Bye."

Just before I left, Athena called me back, her voice adopting a new annoyed edge. "Oh, and Perci?"

I looked at her questioningly as she glared at something over my shoulder. I followed her line of sight and looked at a stormy and dark gray cabin near the seaside. It took me a minute to recognize the cabin but when I did; my mouth fell open to form a perfect 'o'. I turned back to Athena with a sheepish smile.

"You'd better get back there. Poseidon's worried sick about you… and someone has to stop these freaking tidal waves and earthquakes!"

I scratched my head awkwardly and waved goodbye before sprinting off to where my overprotective father was.

I arrived just in time to see a massive, and I do mean massive, tsunami crashing onto the shore, messing the shoreline considerably and throwing some seaweed onto the shore. I studied another tsunami that was headed towards land with disapproving eyes. I kneaded my nose bridge and knocked on the door, infuriated.

"Who is it?" a grumpy voice said from within the cabin. I growled under my breath and took a deep breath.

"POSEIDON, YOU'D BETTER GET YOUR BUTT OUT HERE RIGHT NOW OR ELSE GET READY TO FACE A TRUE DAUGHTER OF POSEIDON!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I reckoned it could have been heard all over camp but it got the desired effect.

Poseidon crept out of the door. His face was down but I could feel him smiling underneath his shamed face. I couldn't help but grin at that but I quickly wiped it and replaced it with a very disappointed and very, very angry face.

"Dad?" I asked in a sickly sweet voice.

He looked up hopefully. I struggled to keep my expressions under check and kept a straight face.

"What do you call this?"

Poseidon bit his lower lip anxiously and I could barely stop a laugh from escaping. Honestly, he looked like a little kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

He looked around the ruined beach and I could feel the gears in his mind turning. I scowled. I thought gods were smarter than this. Maybe Annabeth was right in calling me seaweed brain… I shook my head at the thought.

"Don't wear yourself out," I said sarcastically.

Poseidon scowled but I scowled right back. Hey, I could be spiteful if I wanted too.

He sighed and suddenly looked scared. He said something under his breath but it wasn't loud enough for me to interpret it. I feigned clearing my ear and looked at him questioningly.

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

Poseidon growled under his breath and gave me the evil eye.

"I said," he repeated, much louder than before, "'A ruined beach'."

I smiled sickeningly sweetly and cocked an eyebrow. My hands found their way to my hips.

"And who, pray tell, caused it?"

Luckily, we hadn't attracted a crowd yet, which was surprising considering the natural curiousity of half bloods but my giving the evil eye to anyone who passed by may have contributed to the factor...

"Me," he said under his breath, too low for me to hear.

"I can't hear you," I taunted. I could hear some chuckles behind me but, when I turned around, the ones responsible fled. Cough, cough, Hermes and Apollo, cough, cough .

"Me."

"Good, and why?"

Suddenly, Poseidon went all quiet again. He mumbled something too softly for me to hear.

I sighed, my hands falling limply to my sides. "Repeat, please," I asked tiredly.

Dad must have noticed because he spoke up. "I was worried about you."

Slightly shocked, I dropped all pretenses of being angry and approached him hesitantly, placing a hand on his arm.

"Why should you be worried? All I did was throw one tantrum and now you're worried? Sheesh," I knew I sounded kind of harsh but could you blame me? I mean, I survived countless monsters my whole half blood life. I've defeated Titans. heck, I've even faced Kronos himself! And he's getting all wound up over that one small thing? Tough crowd they've got here.

"Dad," I said gently, since i realised that he was staring at his khaki slippers," I'm sixteen now. You've got to know I'm old enough to care for myself."

"Besides," I added in a lame attempt at a joke," A girl has to PMS right?"

I winced inwardly at it. That sounded wrong. Just wrong. But it seemed to pick Poseidon's mood up.

"Okay," he chuckled, finally looking up from his sandals to me. His eyes took on that mischeivous twinkle that I usually saw. "Sorry about that. But a dad has to worry sometimes."

I rolled my eyes and waited for him to face the cabin again before i muttered," Yeah, but not if your dad is a Greek god who tends to overreact and sink mortal boats in his worry."

" I heard that," I heard him growl in front of me.

I raised my arms above my head playfully.

"You caught me."

We shared a quick smile before Poseidon turned to enter his cabin, which had grown considerably lighter during the conversation and now it looked sea green, the color the sea takes when it is calm and still, not to mention the color of my eyes, but I cleared my throat loudly.

"What?" he asked irritably.

He probably wanted to take a short nap before dinner a little later. Hey, having a fight about your fatherly rights with your daughter can take a lot out of you. Especially if that daughter is me.

But I had to make him fix something first.

"Are you forgetting something?" I asked, tapping my foot.

"What could I possibly forget-" he started before his eyes landed on the ruined beach, "Oh."

He scratched his head, examining the damage he had done. Then, he shrugged.

"Oops."

I cocked my eyebrow. "Oops? Only, oops?"

He sighed but snapped his fingers. Immediately, it returned to its previous form and the sea stilled.

"Happy?" he asked sarcastically.

"Very," I smirked.

Then, we entered the cabin, me slightly playfully and dad amusedly watching me.

Don't you just love family bonding?

Yay! I've finally update! Hope you like this chapter people!