"As you know, Silena, you, um... Daddy and I never got along very well in the beginning..." Clarisse began explaining, while her daughter nodded her head "So, after a while dating, when he asked me to move in with him, I was a little... reticent"

"I believe the word you're looking for is 'no'" Chris said, smirking "You see, Sil, your Mommy was afraid to come living with me, because she thought I'd hate how she lives..."

"Why?" Silena asked, not understanding "What kind of things did you do, Mommy?"

"I didn't do anything special-"

"What she means..." Chris interrupted Clarisse, still smirking, like he enjoyed the moment. But Clarisse knew he just was smirking because it annoyed her "Is that she left her weapons around the house, she didn't know how to do the laundry and, of course, didn't know how to cook"

"That's not a bad thing... right?" Silena questioned, thinking about the things she didn't do around the house. Her toys were always around the floor, she had no idea what laundry was and she was forbidden to touch the stove, so she couldn't cook without any of them.

"Of course those are not bad things!" Clarisse jumped, not only in defense of her daughter, but her own as well.

"They're absolutely not bad things, Princess..." Chris reassured her "But, those are things that any roommate needs to know before moving in with anyone..."

"Oh!" Silena gasped, worried "So, I have to say that I can't cook or my toys are around the house all the time...?" Silena's words made the grown ups chuckle at her "What?"

"Kiddo, you're allowed to not doing those things because you're little..." Clarisse explained, smirking. Sighing in relief, Silena cuddled to hear the rest of the story "So, yeah... I had forgotten to tell that to him, but that wasn't the biggest issue... Actually, moving out of camp was easier than what we had to do..."

"What you had to do?" Silena repeated, curious.

"Well, since your Mommy and I were at camp when I proposed this idea to her, we had forgotten to tell someone very important..."

"Chiron?" Silena guessed, earning two shakes of the head "Uh... Grandpa Ares?"

"Well, I didn't ask him, but it wasn't a big issue, because he didn't like to show favoritism..." Chris admitted, rubbing his neck.

"He does it with Frank..." Clarisse muttered, a little bitter.

"But, I thought Uncle Frank's Daddy was Mars..." Silena tilted her head, confused. Only then, Clarisse noticed the difference.

"He is... Never mind, kiddo" Clarisse waved at Silena to continue to guess.

"Not Grandpa Hermes... Oh! I know, I know!" she stated, proud of herself "Your Mommies!"

"Ding, ding ding! And we have a winner!" Chris celebrated her, earning a giggling kid "Yeah, we were so busy making plans that we forgot to tell our Mom's..."

"It wasn't a complete bad thing..." Clarisse disagreed "I wasn't gonna let my mother to follow me around, asking me how I wanted to decorate the apartment... And when she wasn't talking about decoration, she was talking about how I shouldn't move in with someone I don't know and that I was too young to do so..."

"That didn't stop you, did it?" Chris poked her, teasingly. Clarisse grumbled, but she had a tiny smile on her lips "You were so stubborn back then, that not even a tornado was gonna stop you... Well, except your father, but he didn't interfered..."

"Why Grandpa Ares didn't?"

"Because, back then before you were born, the gods were very busy doing... well, godly things"

"Very specific, punk..." Clarisse teased him.

"No one knew what was what they were doing! And I bet no one knows now what they did..." Chris argued.

"You couldn't ask? It was a grown up thing?" Silena wondered, earning a confused look from her parents "Uncle Jason says that when he doesn't wanna explain me something..."

"I'll be having words with Uncle Jason-"

"Anyway!" Chris interrupted Clarisse "The first few days, we were still looking things around the boxes, because nothing was organized... The bathroom things were in the bedroom and the kitchen stuff that we bought was unopened... A lot of take out those days..."

"When we organized was that we started to see the little, um... problems we had living together..."

"Some of them, we still do have them... Like when your Mommy leaves all the towels wet after showering" Chris whispered loudly the last part to Silena, who giggled. Clarisse simply frowned.

"I don't realize about it..." she confessed in low voice. Like she was willing to admit that loudly.

"But, I never mind some of them, and not even the big ones... Because if we fight, we always make up at the end..." Chris wrapped an arm around Clarisse's shoulders, making her blush. Silena didn't understand why her Mom would blush like that, but she didn't ask questions.

"But, what does it have to do with the story about me kicking Mommy?" she did wondered, frowning.

"Well, Sil... It happens that, after a very big fight your Mommy and I had, you- ouch!" Chris reacted to the smack Clarisse gave him on the back of the head "What was that for?"

"If you were about to tell her what I think you were going to tell her, it's a good thing that I stopped you in time, Rodriguez" Clarisse's voice's tone was one that no one should mess around with. Silena knew it and Chris knew it, but the last one simply ignored it and smirked at her.

"I wasn't gonna tell her that, jeez..." he massaged the spot where she had hit him "I was gonna tell him something different..."

"Oh, yeah? And what could be?" Clarisse dared him to say the words.

"I was actually gonna say about the first time we heard her kick" Chris quickly made up, which wasn't the entire truth "It'll be the last story and you'll go to bed?"

"I swear it!" Silena promised, cuddling on her sheets.