Please note that I'm still reading Tyrants Tomb, so please no spoilers for it or the newest ToA book in the comments, please.

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"Daddy, Daddy, look!" The ebony exclaimed, showing her father the picture she drew. The seven year old's gray eyes shone happily, waiting for her dad's approval.

"What a wonderful piece of art!" Percy applauded. "I think it's earned a place on the fridge!"

Marina grinned.

"What about my picture, Daddy?" Castellan asked, holding up her picture.

Percy took the picture from the blonde five year old, examining it. "I think this one has earned a spot too, Cassie!"

"YAY!" Castellan squealed, snatching the picture back. The sisters ran into the kitchen to hang up their drawings.

"I wanna go too, Daddy. Put me down!" His three year old said, squirming in his arms.

Percy laughed. "What do we say, Jasie?"

"Pwease?"

"That's right, Jase!" He ruffled her blonde curls before letting her run after her big sisters.

Percy followed them, chuckling a little.

"I see you've granted their pictures fridge hanging status?" Annabeth said, raising an eyebrow as she bounced one of their fussy nine-month-olds. She surrendered the other to Percy.

"Hey, Zoë," He crooned. "Stop making such a fuss. You want to be cooler than your brother, don't you?"

"Percy," Annabeth scolded. She continued bouncing Luke, trying to get him to shut up.

"Why scold me? I got her to shut up. Your beloved baby boy is as whiny as his namesake. Though not nearly as blond." Percy grinned. The twins had taken after him.

Annabeth smacked him. "PERCY!"

"What? It's true! Remind me again why we name two of our kids after him."

"Because he was my best friend for five years, Percy. He was my Grover."

"But... Grover is your Grover."

"You know what I meant."

Percy just looked at her in confusion.

"Di immortales, I married an idiot."

"A lovable idiot."

Annabeth rolled her eyes before giving him a quick kiss. "Yes, but an idiot all the same."

"Mama!" Jasie exclaimed, rubbing over. "When's dinner? I'm hungry!"

"What's it matter? You're going to complain about what it is either way."

"No, I won't!"

"Yes, you will."

"Nuh-Uh!"

"Uh-Huh."

"No I won't!"

"Then you'll eat all of your dinner without complaining!"

"YES!"

"Alright then. Dinner will be ready in thirty minutes."

"YAY!!!" Jasie ran off to play with her older sisters.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "She's so not keeping that promise."

"Nope!" Percy agreed. "But, at least she's adorable?"

"I can't argue with that, she looks just like me."

"That she does. Hey, we're still visiting Mom tomorrow, right?"

"Of course, Seaweed Brain. Estelle is dying to see her nieces and nephew."

Percy smiled. "I have the best little sister in the world."

"Hey, I'm a little sister!"

"You're a demigod, it doesn't count. You don't see my flaunting what a great little brother I am."

Annabeth stuck her tongue out at him, laughing. "Yeah, but you flaunt about what a great big brother you are."

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do. You brag about how Tyson and Estelle have the coolest big brother of all time all the time."

"Because I AM the coolest big brother of all time, Annabeth!"

"Dada! Dada!" Zoë squealed.

"What is it, Princess?" Percy asked the baby.

"Bubba wif Mama! I wan be wif Mama!"

Percy frowned.

Annabeth would have doubled over laughing if she hadn't been holding baby Luke. She took Zoë from her dad. "You better be glad that you're such a good big brother, cuz all your kids like their Mommy better." Annabeth grinned.

Percy gasped. "LIES! What lies you tell!"

"I'm not lying."

"Yes, you are, you prideful little half-blood!"

"Mommy!" Castellan yelled, charging in. "Can we play with the twins?"

"What are you planning on doing with them?"

Castellan gave her mother her father's signature baby seal eyes. With her big sea green eyes and honey blonde curls, she was arguably the cutest of the Jackson kids. Jasie has followed her big sister into the kitchen and also gave Annabeth a begging look.

"What are you planning, girls?"

"Just dress up, Mommy!" Castellan assured her mother.

Marina ran in, grabbing Luke and running away.

"MARINA SALLY JACKSON GET YOUR A** BACK HERE!" Annabeth yelled.

Marina froze. Whether or not to run from her mother's wrath was one of the most dangerous decisions she would ever have to make. Both situations would end badly.

She walked back over to her mother. "Am I in trouble?" She asked, flashing her gray eyes at her mother. The color of her eyes was the only thing about them that matched her mother's. No one else's eyes had the calculating look that Annabeth Chase Jackson's eyes did. Except maybe Athena. Marina's eyes were gentle as her fathers. So her mother's death glare won. "I'm sorry, Mommy."

"You had better be. I have half a mind to send you to your room. But you can go play with your brother. As for you two, Miss Castellan Michael and Miss Jasie Grace, I would suggest not using yourselves as a distraction for your big sister."

Castellan and Jasie nodded rapidly.

Annabeth handed Zoë to her. "Now, go play, and don't kill yourselves or each other. The three older older girls squealed in delight, running off with their younger brother and sister.

Percy looked over at Annabeth. "Please tell me that one's gonna be a boy." He gestured towards her stomach.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "That's not my decision to make. Plus, I don't know any more than you. We haven't even told the kids yet."

"I know, I know. Percy groaned. "Please be a boy, please be a boy." He added in a whisper.

"Since when do you root for a boy?" Annabeth asked with a smirk. "As I recall, I was the one who wanted boys and you're the one who wanted a bunch of girls."

"I have a big enough army of daddy's girls as it is. If we have another, we'll go broke."

"That's because you spoil them, Seaweed Brain."

"How can I not? They're daddy's girls, Wise Girl."

The doorbell rang.

"Sh**," Percy whispered. "Forgot Nico and Will were coming over."

"Luckily, I didn't," Annabeth said, answering the door.

"Auntie Annabeth, where's Cassie and Jasie?" Nick and Will's four-year-old daughter asked.

"In the play room, Bianca."

"Tank you!" She ran off.

Annabeth laughed. "You two didn't let her dress herself today, huh?" Bianca Solace-di Angelo was well known for her constantly mismatched outfits she wore, as she insisted upon dressing herself. Today, her clothes were matching.

"She might have had a little help," Will admitted.

Percy laughed. "More than a little, I'd say. Now, c'mon in, dinner's almost ready, and I'm starving."

"You're always hungry," Annabeth complained.

Percy just shrugged in reply.