A/N: Alright here we go. Sorry about the long wait. But I figured out my mistake (on the list, I keep skipping ideas on accident. Oops!). I'm back on track now though!

22. Princess

"Daddy, Daddy!" I looked to my daughter getting off the school bus. She was followed by her older brother, looking gloomy. He dragged his backpack down the sidewalk and hung his head.

"How was school?" I asked and Silena ran into my arms. She giggled, green eyes shining, dark black hair pulled into ponytails. Annabeth did them this morning and for a child of Athena, those pig tails would be worthy of Aphrodite's jealousy.

"We colored Halloween pictures in the library today." She said.

"And you, Charles?" Charles looked at me. He looked so much like his mother, blonde hair lays like mine and his grey eyes didn't have the usual spark

"Good." He said. He dragged his Spiderman backpack inside the house and shut the door.

"What happened to Charles?" I asked. Silena shrugged and I set her down and we walked into the house together. "Well, do you want a snack?" I walked into the kitchen and Charles was sitting at the kitchen table playing with an Iron man action figure. The entire Avengers team was assembled on a cutting board.

"What's wrong Charles?" I asked and pulled out a granola bar for each from the pantry. Silena pulled herself up on the kitchen stool and picked up The Hulk.

"Nothing." He said and snatched the green action figure away from his sister. Silena pouted.

"Something's up, what's wrong?" I asked and sat on the kitchen counter. Charles groaned and then looked at me as I ate an apple.

"There's this girl…" Ahhh, young love. I thought. "And Henry Thompson completely embarrassed me in front of her. He tripped me and I spilt my milk all over her shoes. The school pizza got on her dress too." Charles blushed and his ears turned red.

"And do you like this girl?" I asked. Charles nodded and went back to playing with Hawkeye.

"Then you gotta treat her like a princess!" Silena threw her arms up in the air. "Like a fairy princess."

"Exactly." I pointed at her with my apple core.

"Silena, there's no such thing as princesses anymore."

"Nu-uh." Her small arms crossed in front of her pink sweater. "If there's a prince of England, then there has to be a princess!" She said, very matter-of-factly. Charles rolled his eyes.

"I think your sister hit it right on the dot." I smiled at my children. The front door opened footsteps walked into the kitchen. "There is such a thing as princesses, Charles. Look at your mother."

Annabeth cocked her head to the side and looked at me. Her golden curls were loose and I could tell she had the windows down on the way from work. She threw her bag on the counter. "What are we talking about?" She laid a hand on her stomach, which was bulging from her shirt.

"How princesses still exist." I grinned and pushed some black hair from my eyes. My hand touched her belly and I felt a kick. My heart fluttered and kissed Annabeth's cheek.

"Ewww…" Charles groaned and mumbled something about cooties.

There may not be many princesses, but I'm lucky to have a queen.

A/N: Alright, that was so cheesy but I always love writing for Percy and Annabeth's children.

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