This is from Percy and Annabeth's baby's POV
Anybody else obsessed with Make it Stop Tok-Toks?
I remember blinding lights. I couldn't feel the warmth I had felt for the past nine months anymore. Soft hands held me as soon as I left my burrow, but they still weren't my mother's hands, or my dad's.
Then I felt softness I had never felt before. The hands were warm. A kiss was planted on my little head. My mother. My father went next, he hugged me, he held my hand. I wrapped my fingers around his thumb. Other people held me. They were all gentle but couldn't match my mother and father's gentleness. I'll call them by their names now, Percy and Annabeth. When they were all gone, and I was back from the nursery (I befriended a girl called J.J.) Annabeth held me close again. Percy hugged her, and we were a family sandwich.
I'm three months old now. Everyday, my dad comes home from work, and hugs me first. I quite enjoy it. Mommy hugs daddy and we make a family sandwich again.
I think they love each other very much.
Not specifically Percabeth but… (❁´◡`❁) What else can I doooooooooo It's different but it's mineeeeeeeeeeeeee