A/N: I know you might've wanted an update on the Royals AU, but I'm still sorting some things out. Like what's going to happen at their meeting in Will's room?

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So this is about Nico going to the store with his little girls. He has two, Bianca, who is 5, and Zoë, who is 3. Will is at home with the baby boy, Charlie. Nico isn't usually the one shopping.

All Nico's POV

I have Bianca wrapped around my leg while I drag her about the store, and Zoe is sitting up in the cart.

"Bee, honey. Will you please sit in the cart with your sister?"

"NO! I WANT APPLEJACKS! GIMME!!!!!"

The other mother in the store was shooting me apologetic glances. She had three boys with her, sitting in her cart, messing with all the stuff she was buying.

"Bee, please honey, just come sit in the cart and I'll buy you some Applejacks."

"Promise??" She looked up at me with hopeful eyes.

"Promise." She extended her arms and let me lift her up and set her in the cart. She gave Zoë a kiss on the cheek, which I thought was really cute.

I walked over and pulled some Applejacks off the shelf.

"See, Bee? I promised I'd get you some." I didn't think it was the best idea for me to be the one shopping when I was a big softie around the kids.

"Thank you, daddy! Dad wouldn't have gotten them." She smiled slyly, like she knew she could get anything from me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Twinkwe twinkwe wittle star, how I wondew what you awe!" Zoë started singing... Or shall I say yelling. She still couldn't pronounce her l's and r's. It's cute.

Now Zoë was screaming random gibberish at the top of her lungs, kicking her legs up and down in the cart.

"Zoë, darling, please be quiet. We're in a store. I need you to be quiet, please." I put a finger to my lips and made a shushing noise.

Zoë quieted, whisper singing twinkle twinkle little star. That was much better.

I headed over to the baby department to look for diapers.

Here's the issue. I don't normally do the shopping, so I'm not quite sure which diaper brand to get. Zoë and Charlie use different brands, and Zoë is being potty trained, so I don't know how many I should get.

I reached for my cellphone, which is normally in my pocket, but Zoë must've somehow stolen it. She was banging it against the cart.

"Zoë! Zoë, don't do that with daddy's phone, please!" I snatched the phone out of her hands, and she looked at her empty hands, and immediately started crying.

"No, Zoë! Don't cry! Please don't cry!" I plucked her out of the cart, and held her. That wasn't helping. I handed her my phone back, and the tears stopped as soon as they had started.

I put her back in the cart and let her play with my phone. I just needed to call Will.

Eventually, Zoë must've lost interest, because she dropped my phone from the cart onto the floor. I picked it up, and sure enough, there was a small crack going all the way up the phone.

"Merda. Io avere Leo risolvere il problema in seguito." (Excuse me if that was completely wrong. I used google translate.)

"Daddy, what did you say before 'I'll have Leo fix it later'?" Bianca asked. I forgot she was quickly learning Italian.

"Nothing, Bee. I'll teach you later. About 10 years later." I added the last part silently.

"Oh, ok daddy!" Bee said, completely forgetting about the matter.

I picked two bags of diapers off the shelf, looking at each in my hand. I had no idea which one to get.

I set them back on the shelf. I grabbed my phone, and luckily it was just the screen that broke. I clicked Will, who I had on speed dial, and waited for him to answer. Nothing. He didn't pick up.

I picked two different brands of diapers off the shelf again, reading each and seeing what they were good for. Then, the lady who gave me an apologetic look earlier must've seen me struggling, and walked over.

"That one is for little babies. I'd say 0-6 months." She pointed to the ones in my left hand. She grabbed the ones in my right hand and put them back on the shelf. She picked a different brand. "That's more what you're going to want for this little one." She pointed to Zoë.

"Oh. Well, Charlie just turned four months. So I'll get both. Thank you so much!"

"Oh, it's really no problem! It's always hard to decide which brand to get. Does mommy usually do the shopping?" She asked, smiling kindly.

"No, my husband, Will, does." Then I realized what I had just said, and winced. But the lady was still smiling kindly.

"I see. Also, I would watch your language around your kids." She giggled.

"You speak Italian?" I asked.

"Yup. I'm from Italy and so is my husband." That's why all of her kids had black hair and olive skin, two very Italian features.

"Oh, then I apologize about my language earlier."

"Oh, it's ok. My oldest one here knows all the swear words. I'd keep Google translate away from your kids." She laughed again.

"I'll remember that."

"So your kids here, did you adopt them or have a surrogate?"

"It's kind of complicated. Bianca and Zoë here, they're um... Gifts. And Charlie is adopted."

"Gifts? The gods gave you children as gifts?" Wait. Did she just say gods?

"Um, yeah. They are gifts from God." I said, hoping I heard her wrong.

"No, no. I can tell you're a half-blood, son of Hades. I'm a daughter of Ares. But the gods gave you gifts??" She asked incredulously.

"Um. My father and Will's father gave us these two. They are biological mixes of us. Since, you know, we can't have children."

"You must've done something very heroic in your time."

"Oh, you know. We just both fought in the Second Titan War and the war against Gaia." I said, fiddling with the zippers on my jacket.

"Impressive! No wonder they wanted to award you. Which god is your husband's parent?"

"Apollo. So Bianca and Zoë here are legacies of Hades and Apollo."

"I can see that. Bianca has beautiful black hair and cute blue eyes. Zoë has blonde hair and brown eyes. So I assume your husband has blond hair and blue eyes?"

"Yes, he does. Hades also told us to adopt Charlie, who is at home with Will. Hades hinted that he was a demigod."

"I see. But you don't know the godly parent?"

"Not yet."

Just then, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around, and there Will was, wearing an amused smile on his face, and holding Charlie in his arms.

"I figured this was where you would get stuck, Death Boy." He said, and gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

"Gross, dad!" Bianca yelled. Will faced her and gave her a kiss on the nose, which made her nose scrunch up. She laughed.

"Oh, is this Will?" The nice lady asked. Will wore a confused expression on his face. He looked in the cart, and saw that I already had gotten the diapers.

"This is Will." Will handed me Charlie and shook the lady's hand.

"I'm Ashley. And this is Charlie?"

"Yup."

"Probably a son of Ares, as far as I can tell." Will looked even more confused.

"Oh, Will. I forgot to tell you. She's a daughter of Ares and her husband is a son of Athena. She helped me buy the diapers."

"Ah. I was wondering what was taking so long." Will said. "She knows her stuff. She got the right ones. I just came because you left the coupons on the counter." Will pulled the diaper coupons out of his back pocket.

"I WANT OUT!" Bianca yelled suddenly. I pulled her out of the cart, and she ran over to the lady's cart and started talking with their youngest boy.

"Seems like they like each other. We should get together for a play date sometime." Ashley said.

"Sure. Oh, I forgot. By the way, I'm Nico. This is Bianca, she's 5. This is Zoë, she's 3. And this is Charlie, he's 4 months."

"My oldest is Alex, he's 11. Then there's Nick, he's 8. And my youngest is Ryan, he's 6."

We exchanged phone numbers and left the store.

A/N: That was WAY longer than I intended it to be. But now I'm on a roll, so there will probably be a part two to this little story. It'll probably be like 10 years later, and Bianca is like going to high school. She'll be like best friends with Ryan. OMG THIS IS A GREAT IDEA. PART TWO WILL BE OUT TOMORROW PROBABLY! YAY! There actually might be multiple parts! HECK, I MIGHT EVEN START A STORY! WOW THIS IS GREAT! OK BYE!

Love,
An Overjoyed Peter Pan