"Daddy!" Molly frowned when he didn't move, instead letting out a snore. She shook him, doing it harder when he still didn't wake up. "Daddy! Daddyyyy!"

Percy's face scrunched up at the morning light that was trying to blind him. Merlin, what time was it? Six, as he found out and groaned. Six in the bloody morning. He hadn't been able to go to bed until well past midnight because of some paperwork Kingsley needed him to look over that had to be done at that moment and couldn't wait.

He really needed to put in some vacation time.

It was then that he noticed his daughter was standing beside his bed, looking at him expectantly. Just how did she manage to look so indignant like that? He rubbed a hand up and down his face, stifling a yawn that was at the back of his throat. "Yes, honey?" he said, tiredly. "What is it?"

"I drewed you a picture!" she said, excitedly.

"Did you?" He just wanted to go back to sleep. His eyelids kept trying to flutter shut but he pushed back that feeling and against his better judgement, he sat up and leaned against the headboard of his bed. He smiled at her, listening as she explained how it was the most beautiful and bestests picture ever. "That's very nice."

"Do you wanna see it?' She tried to pull him out of the bed, grabbing onto him and grunting when she realized it wasn't going to be as easy as she thought. "Daddy! Come on, I wants to show you!"

"Why don't you just bring it to me, pumpkin?" he suggested.

"I can't," she said, looking down at her feet with the tiniest hint of a smile. Percy's inner alarm went off. He knew that smile. The smile of a child who'd done something she knew she wasn't supposed to do.

"You can't?" he repeated. "Why not?" A feeling of dread arose and settled within his stomach. He remained calm, though. "Molly, what did you draw on?"

She put her hands behind her back, her smile becoming sheepish. "In the living room...with your ink."

Percy buried his face in his hands.

His ink was permanent.

"You drew with my-did you draw on the table again?"

"No," she shook her head and he sighed in relief.

"Oh, good."

"I drewed on the wall!" she beamed, obviously pleased with herself. "Now it will be there for ever and ever!"

Oh, the universe was testing him.

This is what he gets for being such a good child to his own parents.