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Chapter 2: Thalia and Jason Grace
Thalia smiled as she ruffled her little brother's hair. Jason's blonde hair flopped around all over the place and it stayed right in front of his eyes. He laughed and clapped his hands.
"More," Jason laughed. "Again!"
Thalia did it again, really messing up Jason's hair this time. His hair stuck up in all directions and his strands of hair were all over the place. He laughed, clapping his little hands again.
"Mama," Jason called out, his blue eyes sparkling.
Thalia was trying hard to keep the smile on her face. "Mama's... Gone out."
A beer bottle was suddenly smashed on the ground. Tiny bits of glass were sprayed everywhere like a volcano of glass that had exploded. Thalia covered Jason with a hug, making sure no glass hit him.
"Mama right there!" Jason pointed his middle finger towards his mother.
"Index finger!" Thalia corrected hurriedly. "Don't use your middle finger unless you really hate someone."
"Mama there!" Jason said again, this time pointing with his index finger.
Thalia looked at where Jason was pointing at. He's right, she thought with a sickening lurch. She was right there in all her drunken glory. She thought bitterly.
Jason crawled over to where his mother was, and the glass moved away, like wind currents were preventing him from touching the glass. He frowned when he saw his mother.
"Where's papa?" Jason asked, looking around.
Thalia's interest peaked. Her mother had never told her about her father. But this time, Jason asked, and she's drunk, she thought. I might have a chance of finding out.
"Your father was a horrible man," Ms. Grace's words were slightly slurred. "When Thalia was born, he left us and traveled worldwide. He takes planes constantly, ignoring us as if we were just another plane ride. Screw him."
Ms. Grace took another beer bottle and gulped half of it down. Thalia had counted all the beer bottles, and realized that this was her tenth. Her eyes widened. The tenth was when she usually got violent. She grabbed Jason by the arms and led them both to his room.
When they arrived, Thalia could hear a bottle pouring onto a glass. Probably vodka, she thought with disgust. She placed Jason on his bed. She absorbed this new information in her head. She didn't know if the information her mother had given her was true. She was drunk after all.
"Papa gone?" Jason asked Thalia, his blue eyes no longer shining.
"I don't know Jase," Thalia replied, staring back with almost the same eyes sadly. "I really don't know."
A/N: I'm going to try and update sooner, since these are short. And to the first chapter, where Annabeth's dad had a bad lie, I didn't really have any creative ideas for that one, so I'm sorry. Thanks for all the support, I really appreciate it!
The Potters of the Future: I'm not exactly Rick Riordan, but maybe if you could come up with something? Thanks for stating your opinion.