Disclaimer: Rick Riordan wouldn't have had writer's block for as long as I did. Nor would he have a keyboard that currently hates to use the letter "o" when I ask it to.
He also would not be waiting for his high school schedule to be mailed this week.
(Elizabeth's POV)
It was a bit of a squeeze in the tea cup of our choice. Will and I sat on the edges closest to the door with the gods all in between. Luckily for me Dad, Mom, and Hermes all liked the spinning to be ridiculously fast. Which I guess was unlucky for Will who was in charge of spinning it.
It did look rather painful, but he was an archer. He was supposed to have upper body strength.
Maybe I could put that magic Apollo gene to work and have him play one of those supposedly impossible to win shooting games. Then I could give the giant stuffed animal to Octavian. He might just faint at the sight of it.
Mom touched my arm. "Daddy's staring at you."
"That's nice," I said quietly hoping anyone who didn't know us hadn't heard her.
What on earth would these people think of us? I mean, we're a bunch of teenagers with little kids running around calling us Mommy and Daddy. I'm surprised no one offered us a reality show already.
The ride was over before I knew it and we were getting off, as well as a green Travis who was beginning to regret getting in a cup with Mel and Apollo. Connor had abandoned his brother completely however, as he and Lacy were nowhere to be seen.
"Where Mommy and Daddy?" Hermes asked me looking around.
"I don't know Hermes."
Mel came over and grabbed Hermes. "C'mon, Pollo thinks he knows where they are. We can go on an adventure."
"Yay!" He blinked. "Can Arty come with us?"
"We'll have to ask her."
She paraded off with the pair and left Will and I alone with Mom and Dad.
Will sighed. "So, what are we going to do?"
"Well…"
"What?"
"I kind of want to see the princesses…"
To my surprise it wasn't Will who gave me a hard time, but my mom. "They not real Mommy."
I sighed. "Don't you want to be a princess, Thee?"
She shook her head. "No."
I crossed my arms. "Well then, what do you want to be?" I expected her to say something like rocket scientist, physicist, or even librarian. Instead she gave me a devious little smile for being two and laughed.
"Mommy, I want to be the queen."
That earned her a bowl full of strawberry ice cream.
(Line break of summer break! What time is it?)
(Ice Cream Vendor's POV)
In my twelve years here, I've seen all sorts of things. Heck, I've even seen a lady give birth. But these people were just odd. There were a bunch of teenagers hanging around little kids. Where on earth were the adults of this group?
They were all together. I was sure of that. Despite the difference in skin, eye, and hair color, they all had a similar facial structure. They had to be related in some way.
So far none of them had actually bought anything, though one Latina girl had asked for some napkins for what I assumed was her boyfriend who was being chased by a blonde girl and appeared to be covered in some mustard.
Then a group of four came up. Two teenagers and two toddlers. The toddlers were holding hands, which I'll admit, was rather cute.
The teenagers must have been a couple, because the boy appeared to be following her around like a puppy dog. And when she opened up her purse he pulled out his own wallet.
She however, ordered. "Okay I'll have a cup full of peanut butter ice cream, what do you want Will?"
He strained his eyes very hard and then in a whisper asked if I had chocolate.
She patted him slightly. "Will, will have a cake cone of chocolate ice cream." Then she looked back at the toddlers. "What do you two want?"
"Cotton candy!"
"Strawberry!"
"One child size cup of strawberry and one child size cup of cotton candy, please."
"And sprinkles!"
"Sorry, can I get sprinkles on both of those?"
I laughed a bit. "Those kids got power over you don't they?"
The boy named Will sighed. "Trust me they're safer when they're happy."
"Safer for whom?"
The girl replied. "Us, honestly. Those kids are practically immortal."
"Safer for us? You didn't pull a muscle on the teacups."
She hit him lightly on the head and he paid for the dessert. "By the way, do you know the kids over there?"
The girl sighed. "Yep. That would be Valdez."
I reached behind the counter. "I think he needs more napkins."
She took them with an apologetic smile and led the two kids over to the Latino couple, leaving her boyfriend to wait for the food.
"Your girl has got you trained, hasn't she?"
He blushed. "No, she's not my girlfriend."
"Really?" I asked as I scooped up the order.
He sighed. "I blew my chances at that."
"I would beg to differ."
He looked almost fed up with me. "How would you know?"
"Trust me; she's been looking at you." I pointed up at the menu. "I sell some candy too. Pick something out, it's on the house."
"Um…I'm dyslexic."
"Me too." I miled inwardly, so he was one. "It's not pleasant. I have to use pictures to tell me what flavor is what." I thought a moment before pulling out the menu I used for selling candy. "Here have a gander."
"Those, definitely those."
"Chocolate covered strawberries, good choice." I gave him four and smiled. "You go get back to her before the ice cream melts."
"Yes sir."
"And I don't think the god of the sea will appreciate melted cotton candy ice cream even if he is currently a baby."
The demigod blinked. "Sir?"
"And in case you ever run across her, say hi to my mom for me."
He walked away confused, while I chuckled slightly to myself. He'd forget me in time, and besides I think he'd be unlikely to go to Canada anytime soon, or Tartarus. Where was mom anyway?
That last bit was randomness. I wanted to make an outside character perspective so there.
There is the ice cream man, whose child is he? I think it's obvious, but comment his mother's name if you so choose.
First person to do so will be able to choose the middle name of Poseidon and Athena's kid in my story A Rude Awakening. Her name is Eden _ Dallas.
Shazer, you're open to compete too if you want.