A/N: This is another Disney songfic YAY! I was inspired when my mum told me she used to sing this to me.
Sally's POV
He was still crying.
I was walking all over the house, rocking my screaming child in my arms and trying to get him to go to sleep. "Shh," I said. "Go to sleep, Percy."
It just made him scream even louder.
"What is wrong with you? Why won't you shut up?"
More screaming.
"Fine," I said. "Fine. I'll just put you down, and you'll go to sleep eventually. I hope..."
So that's exactly what I did.
Unfortunately, after 5 minutes it hurt too much to hear my baby crying that much.
I scooped him up, and his crying stopped at least a tiny bit. "Small improvement," I muttered.
I blew a strand of hair out of my eyes.
Then I remembered my childhood.
Now, I had a pretty bad childhood. Trust me. But hey,
Every child has Disney.
"Baby mine, don't you cry," I sang in a desperate attempt to make Percy go to sleep. "Baby mine, dry your eyes."
He stopped crying. He actually stopped. He stared up at me with those sea green eyes so much like his father's.
"Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine."
That was when I remembered who his father was. It broke my heart, knowing that this little boy in my arms was already sentenced to a hero's fate. Heroes never have happy endings. That was why I named him after the Greek hero with the best luck. His luck was still pretty bad, but who cares? It was better than most.
"Little one when you play
Don't you mind what you say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine."
I looked down into his little eyes and I made a decision that I knew would greatly affect both his and my lives.
I was never going to tell him who his father was. I was never letting him go to that camp. Half of those children die. The other half suffer great loss and tragedy. I wasn't going to let that happen to Percy.
"If they knew sweet little you
They'd end up loving you too."
If only the gods knew him. They would love him, I knew it. They wouldn't be able to bear sending him off to that place.
"All those same people who scold you
What they'd give just for
The right to hold you."
All those Olympians scolding him for being a child of the big three...one day they would give anything to be able to come back in time and NOT completely ignore him.
"From your head to your toes
You're not much, goodness knows."
He wasn't much. Not yet. But one day he would be special. Amazing. Different. Downright awesome.
"But you're so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine..."
But he was so precious to me. He was so adorable too. I watched his little eyelids flutter shut and thanked the gods that he was finally asleep.
I put him down.
"Don't worry, Percy," I promised him. "I won't make you go there. You won't suffer a heroes fate."
But some promises are impossible to keep. Some things are out of our control. Heavenly things cannot be defined by mere mortals like me. It was up to the Fates to decide whether Percy would live a life full of tragedy and despair...
Or die a hero's death.
I hate that ending! But I love that song and that movie. If I don't have any ideas for next chapter I might turn it into a two-shot ;)