Author's Note
Hahaha I've accidentally abandoned FF! I feel pretty bad, but life has been busy so... yeah.
Hopefully I can get Year 4 out tomorrow. This is really, really short lol posting it is rather pointless but I'm just considering it a drabble. Idk. Here just have it.
Also, I really need to read The Mark of Athena! I need to go to the library soon!
Okay, bye. (And if you are all still sticking around, I may just update more frequently. I know. I'm a greedy miser for reviews!)
Year 2
"You're a quiet one, aren't you?" asked the babysitter, staring into the toddler's eyes. She looked back at her, and her eyes were large and grey, like pools of mercury, her round cheeks filled with chocolate raisins. The college student pat the baby's head of yellow curls and handed her a cupful of milk.
Once she had swallowed her food, the toddler said, "Daddy says I can't be loud. Daddy is mad when I'm not quiet." She gave the cup back to the babysitter. "Daddy gets loud if I'm loud. I don't get loud. I don't want Daddy to be loud. It makes me scared," she said rather matter-of-fact, her babyish face expressionless.
The babysitter stared at the little girl in terror, her mouth ajar. "Annabeth, sweetie, I'm sorry."
Annabeth was now busy building with her blocks. "Sorry? No. No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry Daddy gets loud."
"Does... does Daddy ever do anything else?"
"No. Daddy is only loud. I don't like Daddy to be loud. It is scary,"
Troubled, the young woman gave the toddler a tentative hug. Annabeth wrapped her small arms around her neck. "Thank you Miss Frankie. You are always nice."