Hi guys, another just finished this.

After my last chapter I received 2 reviews one: more Ms! And the other: please no more Ms! So I was like ok…it's stated in the summary that there were going to be some ms but I said that I was going tell first and I didn't last time, so sorry for that. Also I changed its profile to M permanently just in case people who really don't want to read any, find it.

In any case, most of the one-shots have a little M thing. Like this one, the idea is there but there's nothing explicit –not like the last one, the last one is what I call explicit – I'm so sorry if you read it and it wasn't what you wanted to read. I really should have said something.

I hope you enjoy this T, dear guest reviewer. It's playful but nothing pornish.

Also you get to meet percabeth second kid! yey! I racked my brain thinking a name bc Sophia is pretty much the percabeth canon baby name right? but there no much consent over the other ones, not many fics about their other kids as well...until i was checking my ig feed and i followed a while ago this mom with the whole ig profile you know what i mean? typical with nice pics about her kids and nature and the whole outdoors and hippie chic style that had her kids at home with no painkillers and everything is flowers, anyway she's so nice i like her a lot and her first daughter has The Coolest Name... I found it fit for percabeth, i hope you do too.

Percy felt old.

He was looking in the mirror, with the shaving cream in one hand and the razor on the other, half way from applying shaving cream to his chin, when he suddenly stopped short because he found...a grey hair?!

The things he was holding dropped on the sink "Oh, my gods!" He exclaimed.

"What it is?" Annabeth asked him all the way from their bedroom, over baby cries.

"Nothing!" He replied and leaned closer to the mirror and parted his hair where he saw the white one. There it was, very visible against his jet black hair.

He and Annabeth had had a little strand of grey hair when they were young because of holding the sky but that was different, it had gone back to normal over the many passing years. This grey hair was another thing entirely; this was because of old age. This was...natural?

"Holy Hera" He squinted at his hair.

"Sophia! Please baby...help mommy, okay? You have to get dress! We will be late again!" The same fight every single morning. Sophia didn't want to get into her clothes for some reason and made them all late. According to his mother it was just a phase, hopefully, a short one "Percy!"

"Coming!" He called and sighed then shook his head. She needed help so he got to the task at hand and finished shaving.

He really didn't want to admit to anyone that he had been thinking about his birthday. He usually loved his birthdays, it was his anniversary with Annabeth too, but this birthday...no, he really wasn't thinking about it.

He put his hand on the bathtub. Good, warm enough. He got the thousand toys in.

"Come Sophie, your turn" Sophia shirked in delight when he hoisted her little naked body up and into the water.

"Waves Daddy! Waves, waves!" She started saying splashing water everywhere. And grabbed his hand and pulled it under the water, urging him to control it.

Thirty. It seemed like such a big number, was he thirty already? Wasn't it yesterday when he turned twenty? He so felt old...

And when did his routine changed like this?

Now his usual evening was coming home after a long day at work, kissed his wife on the cheek and asked her about her day, and right after taking a moment to sit down he rolled his shirt sleeves up to bathe babies.

It wasn't so many years ago when he was a full time hero/ monster slayer and boyfriend. Now he was a full time dad and husband/ full time collar worker/ part time monster slayer. It was a pretty big change to be honest.

Monster slayer stopped being a priority when he had his first baby and less and less from that moment onwards, it's not like he stopped having monsters chase him, he just didn't kill them particularly. He's job was to protect the family so if he had to turn his back on the monster (as much as he liked slaying monsters) and run with his daughters to a safe place without killing it, he would do it.

Whenever he encountered some nasty creature alone...well, that was another thing. He loved the rush of adrenaline it produced, the challenge, the joy of running and sweating and getting Riptide out...he even delayed the killing, just to play for a while.

When he thought about young he didn't particularly thought about college parties and getting drunk while playing beer pong like he knew a normal thirtyish dad would. It wasn't his style of young and free. They had done that, with Annabeth, like two times or something but it never felt like their thing, they would shared glances whole evening, weird out of what the other 'normal' kids would say or do and then they'd left laughing and a little drunk to their flat and enjoy the rest of the night in. They preferred dates and camp and bonfires with their close friends, few small quests –that was his vision of young...did he want that again in his life?

He was happy, he really felt happy. He had everything he ever wanted. Annabeth's something permanent had started to be his goal in life, too –since she had first mentioned it and now he believed they had it. Finally settled in the house of her dreams, a little away from the city but close enough, he lived with his long time best friend and his adorable little girl, whom he loved with all his heart. And even when Jason or Leo would joke about him being influence by all that female air inside his home, the three women were his reason to live.

Of course there were so many things that screamed old at him...the fact that he's worries were bills and money for day care or having his littlest daughter fall from the crib and if any monsters encountered them on the street or got inside the house but nothing like saving the world or going back to camp every weekend. That was the past.

Sophia splashed water on his face to get his attention

"Daddy! Come on!"

"Woah be careful, young lady!" He warned but laughed when she did it again, giggling. He probably needed a splash of water to clear his ranting brain.

"Bubbles!" She exclaimed "B-u-b-b-l-e-s" (yes she was three and she could do that. Only with small words but it was impressive! She was clearly Annabeth's daughter) he dump soap on the bath and it started bubbling away. He controlled the water making waves and making her float.

He loved bathing his daughters and they love that he was the bather. Sophia, older than her sister, loved bath time so much. He was hoping she would develop powers to control the water; he was a bit jealous she was reading children books and spelling words. Annabeth reminded him of it every time she had a chance.

Percy finished bathing, drying little Sophia and then helped her in her clothes while she impatiently tried to run away. Later he walked down the hall and stretched. His bones propping...old!

"Tired?" Annabeth asked him when he saw him come in the living room, he was rubbing his temples, but he shook his head. She was in full mother mode, with a stripped light blue shirt, jeans and flats, her hair in a messy braid, holding a basket of laundry.

Seriously, the fierce Annabeth that would decided the many ways to take you down in 2 seconds, that saw your weaknesses from 10 miles, the battle strategist, the one he fell in love with...walking with a laundry basket, picking up toys along the way, bending to get snot out of their littlest baby?

He watched her go around and when she noticed she smiled at him, the same smile that she had when she was 12, her eyes the same stormy grey. Yeah, she was the same "Sophie, no more messes, it's almost time for dinner" Percy got behind his daughter with a towel trying to dry her dripping blonde hair but she pushed him away.

"But mommy I want to play with paint" The girl complained with her hands on the art set his mother had given her.

"Not now baby. Tomorrow we'll do it, okay?" Their daughter started to grumble and Annabeth sighed, too tired to stop her from having a fit and kept walking towards the kitchen to check on the food, in two seconds Sophia would be screaming and kicking but he didn't want to see tears, or put up with her.

"I totally forgot!" He said hitting his forehead with his palm "I had to tell you something. You would never believe what happened to me today!" That snapped her attention.

"Tell me!" She stood up; with the paints forgotten she followed him to the couch. Annabeth turned and gave him and grateful smile that he returned. Pallas stood, too and stumbled towards them.

"Oh. It's nothing" Annabeth said when one and half year old fell forward on the parquet "Up, up" She stood up and kept walking, determined, not wanting to be left out and he picked her up and they both sat on his lap. Sophia let him finished towel drying her hair while he started talking about today's adventure, which by the way he completely made up.

Pallas, even though she didn't talk much yet, was a lot quieter than Sophia had been when she was that age, she was happy to just follow her sister around and play with her but Sophia didn't allow that much.

According to Annabeth's dad, he could see the same personality on Pallas that he saw on Annabeth at that age. And the looks too, even though she was born with dark hair it had turned gold with the passing months, her eyes were bright and curious and stormy grey, as well.

She had the patience to sit with one toy like blokes pilling them and unpilling them for like hours and Sophia liked to destroy her little towers and get her crying.

That left Sophie to be the trouble maker, she had clear bad ADHD, she wouldn't stay sitting down for ten minutes and they had constant calls of attention from the kindergarten.

She was a good girl, the tantrums were quiet new but Percy couldn't help but spoil her so, she was daddy's girl. Annabeth had an infinite patience with her but she always went to him to get what he wanted, she was in love with him and it was 'the age'. Despite that, sometimes she would not let anyone touch her but her mother, wanting Annabeth to hold her instead of the baby, to play with her and teach her new words to spell. She tried really hard to focused on the spelling to get her mom's attention but even though she could read she wouldn't practice as much as Annabeth would like, she was too ADHD, and her mother let her be, she was just three after all.

Sophia had the usual jealousy towards her sister but she learned to tolerate her, sometimes there were even kisses and hugs but other times they would catch her pushing the baby away when Pallas wanted to play with her, causing her to fall backwards and cry. Pallas rarely defended herself but sometimes she bit her or junk at Sophia's curls. It was a true sisterly love-hate relationship.

After dinner, he sat on the couch and turned the TV on. He could hear Annabeth's voice all the way in each of their daughter's bedrooms, first Pallas and then Sophia, who had stopped jumping on the bed at some point and he guessed was listening to the bedtime story instead.

He had started zapping the channels fast without realizing it, too bored to actually watch anything. Old! The TV set screamed at him. He turned it off, scared, and let go of the remote and leaned his head back.

"Gods" he muttered, rubbing his eyes.

Annabeth came in after a moment and fell on the other end of the couch and sighed, exhausted.

"They are asleep" she announced and sighed again. It seemed to Percy she had said the same thing yesterday or was it a déjà-vu?

"Did Sophie give you a hard time?"

"Usual" She smiled and turned to his side and rested her feet on his lap. He massaged her feet and she smiled again and relaxed.

"Annabeth?"

"Mm?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Seriously? Go to sleep"

"It's early!" he said. It was barely eight and going to bed at this hour...

"Yes, but I'm tired"

"Let's play a game" He said

"What?" She asked and opened her eyes to look at him, amused and confused.

"Let's play a game" he insisted. She laughed and shook her head.

"Gods Percy, come on" She couldn't see herself playing monopoly right now; she was so tired she would probably lose against Percy.

"I'm serious, its Friday night Wise Girl" He said and scooted closer to her with her legs still on his lap "Let's play a game! Are we not young?" She laughed again.

"Young? I guess so. If you want to play games you should be with the girls whole afternoon. See that little kitchen set? Well I played today. I played for four hours with it...but yeah, I guess we are young"

"Then come on, it'll be fun" he said excitedly.

"What is this about...mmm, let me think" She made a face and he rolled his eyes "oh, I know...that, you're turning thirty in a week"

"It's not about t-" He started complaining.

"It's not so bad the thirties'. Look at me; I've been thirty for a month."

"Yes, and you want to go to bed at eight pm?" She laughed. "On a Friday"

"Okay, okay. Point taken"

"Anyway, it's not about my birthday!"

"Seaweed Brain..." She looked at him knowingly.

"We would be usually at camp by this time of the year...or we used to be."

"Is this because of that? We are going away next week first to camp and then vacations us four. It's not my fault you have to work"

"No, I mean...before...way before" he murmured.

"Oh, no. Don't tell me you're getting a crisis. I thought that was a girl thing, Perseus!" Her grinned was mocking.

"I'm not getting anything...but, did you know I have grey hair?"

"What?!" She laughed. He parted his hair and leaned closer to her

"Here, see?" She inspected his hair.

"Oh, Hades!" her tone was so teasing. "Look at that, and you saw it and freaked and rethought your whole life, right?" She said gesturing to the whole living room. Her gesture was bigger, it meant their new house in the suburbs (that they finished a couple of months ago) it meant them and the girls. "You rethought your existence. You reth-"

"Shut up" he said annoyed and crossed his arms.

"You so did" She teased and kissed his cheek. "You're an idiot" She put her arms around him. "Am I still in your idea of life? The rethought one?"

"Of course" he muttered not looking at her. "I wouldn't think anything without you three"

"Good" He could see her teasing smirk from the corner of his eye. "What was this game you wanted to play then?" He smiled a little and looked at her.

"So you want to play now?"

"Are we not young?" He laughed and kissed her lips "what is it about?"

"You'll like it" His grinned turned mischievous. "We'll tell something...from our past"

She frowned "what?!"

"Yes, anything... See if the other can tell which anecdote it is"

"When did you come up with it?"

"Right now." He replied

"Aww you're nostalgic. Percy!" Not teasing this time but sad. She put her arms around his neck and sat on his lap. He rolled his eyes but he was a bit nostalgic. They were celebrating fourteen years together this August 18 (not to mention they knew each other for a total of 18! That was a lot!) "Okay, what happens if the other can't tell what moment it is?"

"We'll take some pieces of clothing off" He whispered in her ear and smirked

"Oh...I like this. It won't take more than two memories to get you naked"

"That's what you think" he winked

"And afterwards? What does the winner get?"

"Whatever the winner wants" he eyed her seductively and Annabeth laughed and moved away from his lap.

"Okay, okay! I'll start!" She got excited, jumping on her sit.

"See how fun this is?"

"It's not going to be fun...this is going to be war!" they sat on the couch cross legged facing each other. "Let's make this even. I'm going to give you the advantage and take my shirt off as I have a tank top and my bra and you just a shirt"

"It's not necessary" She took it off anyway and folded it and placed in the arm of the sofa.

"Okay, but what should I tell you? Like, some facts about it? Colors? Smells? Actions?"

"Up to you" He shrugged.

"Mm, okay" She bit her lip

"We were not in Manhattan and I looked pretty."

"Are you kidding me?! That it's a wide range of possibilities given that you look always pretty"

She rolled her eyes, "really pretty"

"Annabeth for gods sake!" He could rack his brain with that... "Another clue?"

"Also: the sea"

"The sea. You looked pretty. And in another place...this is twenty years we are talking about, be good to me. Age?"

"Young"

"Alone?"

"No"

"Maybe it was..." he squinted at her and she smiled

"If you say it out loud you lose" She warned

"I assume the consequences. Was it when we danced at Olympus?"

"Percy! I told you we weren't here! Where's the sea in all that?"

"Well...I am the sea" he wriggled his eyebrows and she pushed his shoulder, laughing.

"Idiot...I meant the real one. And what about not being here"

"I don't know! I mean Olympus it's not specifically here...it's up there."

"Em...It's in the Empire States? And the last time I check it was part of Manhattan"

"Oh well...I just thought us young and you looking pretty. It was hard with that clue, you have to be more specific" She scoffed.

"Whatever, it was up to me. Take off your shirt. And by the way, it was when you got turned into a Guinea Pig" He laughed remembering.

She smirked and saw him unbuttoned the shirt and took it off. He could be turning thirty in a week but he was hella fit and muscular and sexy.

"My eyes are right here... I hope you're not distracted, because it's my turn" she shook her head and smiled looking up, at his face. "Dark and wet." She frowned, her face turning serous "No, it's not that. Let's leave Tartarus out of this. Massive turn off"

"Agreed" she control the chill that run through her body at the thought.

"Okay, so dark and wet. A summer at camp. You looked pretty..." She arched an eyebrow and he grinned "and we-"

"Our first kiss. I mean second first kiss, you know what I mean" She rushed and clapped her hands.

"No."

"What? Of course it's that. Dark and wet...our kiss underwater?"

"You didn't even let me finish!" He laughed.

She frowned, dubious "What was it?"

"When we discovered the labyrinth" He grinned "remember?" She did remember.

"Oh, don't look so smug!" She stood up and turned around so that her back was to him, she took her fitted jeans off, slowly. He brushed a finger over the lace bordering her small panties, delicately place over her butt cheeks. Annabeth turned around to face him with a little smile "My turn again"

"Doors. New Rome and-"

"When we were in the Argo II and we were sitting on Pegasus's doors!" He replied talking quickly. She opened her mouth in disbelief, speechless.

"Hpm! That was an easy one. You should thank me" She said and took off her tank top and crossed her arms over her chest.

"You're taking it off?"

"I lost, didn't I?" He smirked, that wasn't technically a rule but he nodded "We are even now. Two-two. Your turn"

"You were crying"

"Something else, you saw me cried a lot in twenty years"

"Not too much really, but this one time we were in your cabin."

"My cabin...oh, the time Malcolm walked in?" He nodded.

"I'm making this too easy"

"I'm just good at it. Okay, now, this one memory involves sex. A lot of sex and the sea" he laughed

"The sea is always there. Anyway, that's easy, anytime before we had Sophia" she laughed too and shook her head. "We have had a lot sex, how should I know?"

"Our honey moon Perseus, on the boat in the Pacific!"

"Oh, right. Right!...that was a lot of sex" she laughed again and unzipped his pants and he stood to take them off. "We should totally have a second honey moon. Make the girls stay at my mother's for a week..."

"Good idea. We'll plan it better after I get my prize"

"I'm not losing just yet Wise Girl!" He said and sat down again with only his boxers on "this one time...and it involved: architecture and water and you calling me Seaweed Brain"

"That could be anything! It's like our thing. It happens every day!"

"It was special and there was a lot of water and a lot of architecture involved" she bit her lip thinking hard and minute passed "do you give up?"

"Never!" She said "another clue?" Percy shook his head and his hands went around her and unclasped her bra. "No!" She protested, fighting to keep it on "give me the age at least."

"Okay, we were young, wild and free" she rolled her eyes and pressed her palm to her face.

"Idiot" his smile widened.

"It's easy come on!" He waited with his chin propped in his hand. "Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock" She shook her head after a moment "Time's up" he took her bra off and he saw her pink nipples harden at the sudden cold. He brushed his thumb over one. He was already turned on.

"Should I turn on the air conditioning?" She asked leaning forward with a little sexy smile.

"No, I'm alright"

"So, what was it?"

"What?!"

"The memory? What was it?" She asked.

"Annabeth, in Rome! Our trip after we graduated from college, I can't believe you didn't remember that one! It was so easy" she cursed in greek. He was right, that was a major memory "When in Rome do as Percy" she laughed, remembering.

"Alright. One on one!" They glare at each other but eventually they laughed.

"Competitiveness gets us so much. Your turn. Oh! I know exactly what I want..." He said and brushed his hands together as if it was a brilliant plan.

"I know what I want, too" she looked into his amused sea green eyes.

"The good thing is that we are probably thinking the same thing"

"Three words: winning against Clarisse"

"Aghh! We won so many times against her"

"Yes but you should remember this"

"Why? Was it something it involved our relationship"

"Sort of"

She leaned forward with a smile and his hands went to her breast, caressing and touching her stomach.

"Cheater! Stop distracting me" He pushed her away from him. She laughed and waited for his answer but he was shaking his head. "I don't know...Was it some captured the flag where we were paired together?"

"I won!" She announced happily "it was chariot racing Seaweed Brain"

"You're right. You kissed me on the cheek" She pressed a kiss to his cheek smiling "probably it made me blush uncontrollably"

"You bet!" He wrapped his arms around her "I won! I won!" He pulled his boxers down and stood showing his full naked front. "It was fun"

"Told ya" he held his hand out and she took it standing up. "Do you want your prize now?" She turned and grabbed their discarded clothes.

Annabeth looked directly into his eyes with a sexy smirk, her eyes darker with desire. His hand travelled up her tight to her breasts. "I want you to come down on me thirty times by the end of the week"

"I'd better get to it then" He grinned and licked his lips. "I feel like I won too" she laughed.

"And also I want..." she looked at his lips

"What?" He interrupted, tucking a blonde curl behind her year. Their lips centimeters apart, her hot breath made his lips tingle. Her eyes went back to his. Her startling grey eyes glowed powerful with that disarming gaze that after 18 years it never failed to make him feel like his brain was melting.

She laughed at whatever she was thinking "well, I hope you have energy left old man, because I want the full treat"

"You'll get the full treat" He said and grabbed Annabeth's legs and throw her over his shoulder quickly, she shirked not expecting it and then slapped a hand over her mouth, the last thing she wanted was to wake up the girls now "you'll get that and more" he started towards the end of the hall where their room was.

He might have been turning thirty but there are things that never change. #1 his deep love for her.

I hope you enjoyed it,

Please review!

i dont do prompts bc usually i find it hard to sit down and write something that it was imposed on me, but i might try if i find a cool one and you might get a special fic just for you, so write in the reviews any idea you might have. Anything just percabeth from ages 17-30, with kids or without kids, little appearances of other characters too (not too many, up to two) and nothing with a very deep plot you know just a little one shot.