Chapter 6- Dinner, Disaster or Delight?

A/N: For once I haven't left a really big space of time between updating, are you proud of me? Now you get to read more of my rubbish content in a smaller space of time. Annabeth and Ollie are going for dinner at the Jacksons. Will it be a disaster or a delight?

Enjoy!


Annabeth's POV

The rest of the day passed quickly as Percy and I kept up a light conversation filled with banter and jokes sprinkled with small anecdotes and events from our lives since I left. We actually managed to get a fair bit of work done as well, which is quite surprising.

I smiled as I drove into my garage remembering my day of endless coincidences. As I walked through the door of my house I kicked my shoes off grimacing at the pain in my feet. High heels are murderers! I sighed and decided that I was way too tired to attempt cooking dinner and I ordered a pizza. Then I plonked on the couch and started watching an architecture documentary.

"Mum I'm home!" Ollie called from the front door.

"I'm in the living room!" I called back.

"Hey Mum." He said as he sat down next to me.

"I ordered pizza," I informed him.

"Awesome!" he exclaimed and then proceeded to continue watching the documentary.

"Don't you have homework to do?" I asked eyebrows raised as I turned towards him.

"Maybe," he fidgeted nervously.

"Oliver Chase you know the rule! No TV until you've done your homework."

"Fine," he huffed as he proceeded to the stairs.

"I'll call you when the pizza comes," I met with silence.


Ding Dong!

"Ollie the pizza is here!" I hollered up the stairs as I walked towards the front door to accept the food.

After receiving the pizza and sitting down at the dining table I informed Ollie of the dinner plans I made with Percy.

"Awesome!"

"I thought you'd be pleased seeing as you and Soph seem so close already,"

"Wait, Mum why are we going to have dinner with them? Do you know Mr Jackson?"

"Mr Jackson is Percy, the Percy from my stories." I explained.

"Really? That's so cool! I thought you hadn't spoken in years."

"We hadn't until today. It turns out my architecture firm is working with his aquarium." I said and I launched into a full account of my weird day.


Percy's POV

"Soph come down and set the table!" I called up the stairs as I pulled the Moussaka out of the oven and slid the tray filled with blue chocolate chip cookies in.

" 'kay coming Dad!" she replied rushing down the stairs. I smiled at her excitement feeling my own rising.

Just as the I'd finished cleaning up the kitchen the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it!" Soph yelled as she rushed to the door. "Hi Ollie. Good evening Miss Chase."

"Hey Soph," Ollie returned the greeting, "Hello Mr Jackson,"

"Honestly Percy is fine Ollie. Mr Jackson makes me feel old." I chuckled as I remembered my mum saying the same thing.

"Same goes for you Soph, Annabeth is fine." Wise Girl added probably having the same thoughts as me.

"Right let's eat!" I said as I led them to the dining room. Annabeth and I sat next to each other with our children sitting opposite us. Over dinner we discussed work and school and other plans for the year. After dinner the kids went off to watch a movie and Annabeth and I talked over wine.

We were just getting the conversation going when the oven timer beeped. I excused myself and hurried over to remove the blue baked goods from the oven.

"You made blue cookies?" Wise Girl asked in disbelief.

"Yup."

"Oh my gods I love them."

"I remember." I said smiling softly, "I remember you used to eat whole trays full of them."

"Yeah, yeah Seaweed Brain." She said returning the smile, "Can I have one?" she asked tentatively, in a manner completely different demeanour from her normal confidence.

"Go ahead Wise Girl," I replied chuckling.

She didn't hesitate to grab a cookie and take a large bite, "Delicious," she marvelled at the cookie.

The very domestic atmosphere that had been developed was broken by the yell of cookies followed by the hurried thunk, thunk, thunk of feet on the stairs, and the appearance of our children. "Dad, can we please have some?"

"Alright Soph, but only a few, and only if Annabeth agrees to let Ollie have some." As soon as the words left my mouth two pairs of puppy eyes were determinedly trained on Annabeth.

"Please Mum," Ollie pleaded

"Alright then, but only a few."

"Of course, Mum," he said smiling like an angel as he kissed his mum on the cheek and grabbed three cookies before running off. Annabeth huffed indignantly as both her son and my daughter ran off into the house. As I watched after Sophia I thought about how much everything has changed since the day Annabeth left. I'm glad our kids don't have to go through the same horrors and hopefully they'll never even have to consider the possibility of fighting in a war.

"What are you thinking about Perce?"

"About how far we've come, and our children." I replied softly, "I'm so glad that they don't have to go through all the quests and wars that we did, I don't think I could bear it."

"Neither could I Perce," Annabeth whispered softly as we embraced each other in a warm hug.

"I've missed my best friend." I confessed.

"I've missed mine too." Annabeth admitted resting her head on my shoulder.


A/N: …and there it is. The dinner party chapter. I hope you like it and if you have any ideas about any things you would like me to put in I will be happy to accept suggestions. Sorry for my sub-par grammar and writing, and for the lack of actual content in general. I know that the past couple of chapters have been quite short, but I'm working on it.

Thank you for reading,

~CaitlinAurora