Annabeth's POV
"You'll be okay here?" My adoptive mother led me to my room.
"It's perfect." I smiled. "Thanks, Mrs. Chase."
"That's too formal." She protested. "You can call me Helen"
"Okay."
"I'll leave you to unpack." A little boy came from behind her. "Say hi, Bobby."
"Hi, Bobby." He echoed happily.
He came to my room. "You're going to be my new sister, right?"
I nodded.
He narrowed his eyes. "Are you going to kick me out of you room and take forever in the bathroom. And text all the time like those evil teenagers they show in TV?"
"No."
"Do you hate little kids like me?" He asked suspiciously. "I'm three. But I'm going to be four on my birthday." He added proudly.
"No, I don't hate little kids." I told him. "I love them. I used to have a little brother like you. But he was two years old not three. He calls me "Ayabef" because he can't pronounce Annabeth."
"I'm older than him. But I think I'm gonna call you 'Ayabef' too. 'Annabeth' is really hard to pronoshiyate- uh, pronounsayte- pronow-" He tried to say. "Um, 'Annabeth' is really hard to say." he finished.
I laughed. "Okay."
"You wanna play superhero with me?" He held up a Superman action figure.
"I'd love to. But I have to unpack first." I replied.
"Okay. Can I wait for you here? I wanna watch."
"If you want to." I shrugged.
I started unpacking. Bobby started biting Superman's head. I looked at him.
"He can be hard headed sometimes." He explained matter-of-a-factly.
I smiled. "Well, he is the man of steel."
He beamed at me. "Yeah. That's right!" He looked around. "I think I'll wait for you at my room. Superman's getting bored."
I laughed. "Okay, see you."
He left my room talking to his action figure. "I like her, don't you, Superman? Ayabef is really nice."
I smiled to myself. I really like it here. I looked at the room across from mine. The door was open revealing a messy room with LEGO spilled everywhere. The aroma of home baked cookies still fresh in the air. Not a bad place, I thought to myself. Then I felt a little guilty for feeling so at home. I could still remember my fight with Percy. I started unpacking wondering if our paths will ever cross again.
A/N Okay, for Nico, I won't be mentioning him much. For now. He learned he was a demigod when he managed to stumble into the Underworld. I won't e going into much details because this story revolves around Percy and Annabeth, not him. But he will still be in the story.
Don't worry, I can't erase Annabeth out of the picture that easily. Remember this, Percy and Annabeth always have their own chapters.
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