(A/N: A very short bonus for the last chapter. And I know that some people hate me for naming their son after a traitor like Luke, but let me be honest. I could totally see Percy naming his son after Luke Castellan, simply because at the end, he died as a hero. Sure he was a big jerk, especially after trying to kill Percy a lot of times and for siding with Kronos, but Luke Castellan killed himself in order not to let Kronos to fully live. So yeah. But that's only my opinion. I can't say that it's cannon or what, it's just my opinion.)
Percy, together with his children, were sitting at the bunk bed in Cabin Three. While Percy sat at his old bunk bed, Luke was sitting across from his father's bunk bed and beside him was his sister.
Percy was surprised to find out that he has children with Annabeth, most especially since they haven't done 'it' yet, but he doesn't doubt that they are his. Luke looks exactly like him, from the sea green eyes to the tanned skin, to the naturally messy hair, in everything. Well, everything except the hair. Luke has Annabeth's golden locks. And the fact that his eyes tell less mischief, but it's there.
Then his eyes went to his daughter, Andy. She was like an exact replica of Annabeth. Her gray eyes, her wavy locks, the healthy tan. Just with everything, except, with more mischief in her eyes and dark hair, like Percy's.
Percy has no doubt that they were his. His and Annabeth. Their children.
His family.
Luke was getting nervous from his father's intent stare, and he could feel that his sister was getting nervous too. Their father was sitting just across from them, their father whom they never met, whom they never knew, aside from the stories they heard from their mother's friends and at the camp fire.
They both bear great pride of being the Children of Percy Jackson. But it was nerve wrecking to be actually in front of their father.
Suddenly, Percy stood up and walked to them. He placed his left hand on Luke's shoulder and the other on Andy's shoulder. He eyes went to Luke.
"Luke, I am your father," Percy said with every serious fiber of his being.
After a few heartbeats, Andy looked at Luke with a smirk and said, "Now you owe me ten drachmas. I told you he was going to say it if ever we met him."
Percy's eyes went to his daughter and then said, "Now don't think I've forgotten about you missy. I know your mother is very smart, I mean, being the daughter of Athena and all. But I can't see why your mother named you after the wife of my namesake. It's awkward when we're father and daughter yet our names came from husband and wife."
Now it was Luke's turn to smirk at his twin. Then he mocked her by saying, "And now we're even. I also told you he was going to comment how your namesake was his namesake's wife's name."
Meanwhile, Annabeth was listening from outside the cabin together with the rest of their friends and with Poseidon as well.
"I told you so," Poseidon told Annabeth in a knowing tone.