Percabeth Oneshots

Bigger Than The Whole Sky

yes, the title is inspired by Taylor Swift, but the oneshot isn't

"Baba," the small two-year-old girl inquired as she looked up from her toys. "Why is the sky blue?"

Percy smiled down at his daughter and repeated the question back to her to make sure he heard her correctly. To him, it sounded more like she was trying to talk with a mouth full of food than an actual question. But thanks to his two years of parenthood, he understood.

"Mhm," the little girl said insistently. Her curiosity still not satisfied, courtesy of being the granddaughter of the Greek goddess of wisdom.

"Don't give me a 'mhm' missy," Percy said as he tickled her little tummy to invoke her cute, little laugh, "I want big, strong words out of you. Now, try again."

"Yes!" She giggled.

"That's more like it!" Percy encouraged. Even though both he and his wife understood that their daughter's brain and language expression had yet to be fully developed, it was critical for her to use actual words so she wouldn't be 'mhm'ing them in the future. Well... 'mhm'ing them as much.

"The sky and why it is blue," Percy spoke as if he were beginning to narrate a long story. "Would you like me to tell you the story that all the mortals believe or the secret story?"

She thought about it for a moment before eventually deciding. "Two!"

"Both of the stories?"

"Yes!"

Just like her mother, Percy thought to himself with a smile. "Alright, both stories it is."

"Yay!"

"Mortal story first to get the boring story out of the way," Percy said as his daughter sat up her toys so they could listen to his stories too. "So, the mortals do not know that the gods or Olympus exists—"

"No believe in Popo and Atha?"

"No believe in Poseidon and Athena," Percy clarified before proceeding again. "—so they don't know the secret story. They think a gazillion little dots make up the sky."

"A gazillion?"

"A lot of gazillions!"

"Are you kiddin' me?" she said in her little kid accent with sass. "How would that even happen?"

"I don't know!" Percy gestured his arms out in a confused motion.

"Silly mortals!" she exclaimed with a big smile on her face.

"Silly mortals," Percy repeated right back to her. "You see the mortals believe that the gazillions of little dots are burning balls of gas millions of light-years away from us, and they call them stars. They also believe that the sun is a star."

Percy's daughter gave him a very weird look, like she was disgusted by people. "Daddy, everyone knows that the sun is Mister Apollo's car driving in the sky."

"Not the mortals. They don't believe that."

"They're weird," she said in her cute toddler accent.

"Yeah," Percy said in the same tone someone else, aka him, would say 'well, duh'. But Annabeth would kill him if their daughter started saying stuff like that. "They're even weirder for believing that the sky is blue because blue light gets scattered more than the other light colors do due it traveling in short, faster waves."

She looked at him with wide eyes. "You sound like a computer robot lady."

Percy laughed at her and picked her up in his arms. "Well that's the mortals believe. Now, are you ready to hear why the sky is actually blue?"

"Yes!" she cheered. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"Okay, okay!" Percy smiled, but then lowered his voice to a whisper. "But it's a secret, so you have to be really, really quiet like this."

"Okay," she giggled in a whisper of her own.

"Okay. Ready?" He whispered again into her little ear to which she nodded her head. "Okay, so the real reason the sky is blue. You know how blue is daddy's favorite color?"

"And Yiayia's too."

(A/N: Yiayia is grandmother in Greek. She's referring to Sally here. Ik Sally isn't the greek parent canonically, but idc I wanted my culture [Greek] in this)

"Yes and Yiayia's too," Percy agreed. "And you also know how mommy is an architect."

"Like Atha."

"Yes, just like Athena." By this point, Percy already knew his daughter was going to be ten times smarter than him by the time she reached her double-digits. "So because mommy is an architect, it means that she gets to build things and make very, very important decisions."

"Like what?" she asked.

Percy smiled from ear to ear. "Like what color to paint the sky with."

She gasped. "What? No way."

He bounced her, causing a giggle to escape her. "Yes way. And do you know what color mommy picked?"

"Blue!" she shouted.

"Yes," Percy said. "Because mommy knows how much I love blue and she wanted me to be happy every time I looked at the sky."

She looked at Percy in curiosity for a moment. "Is that why my name is Blue? So you can always be happy when you look at me?"

"Oh Blue," Percy looked at his daughter with pure love in his heart. "I will always be happy whenever I look at you, no matter what your name is, because I love you so much. My love for you is so big, bigger than the whole sky."

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A/N: um @thatredheadedwriter, why does it take you so long to write shit?

Idk, maybe because THIS is the shit I write as notes to myself: (Annabeth: Olympus architect. Made the sky blue for Percy as proof of her love or sum shit).

The way I'm not even lying is so bad. Like I've been trying to write more cause my writer's block is getting better, so I'm reading some of my unfinished stuff as refreshers and I shit you not this is the note from a year ago that I left for myself. Fucking bullshit on my part xD.

Anyways, love you guys! Make sure to vote, comment, and please ignore that there's no cover art for this one xD

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Published: January 4th, 2024

Word Count: 960 words