The Psychotic Princess

Percy

Author POV (It’s me! Hi!):

Percy starts to stir from his midnight slumber.

He starts to whine due to being hungry and wet.

As time passes, hot little tears start to roll down his tiny face. As he starts to begin to swing his little arms around. While his cries grew louder.

All his older brothers turned over believing he was in his room and that their dad would go check on him like he normally does.

But unbeckoned to them, their father was on his knees crying at his wife’s grave. No, he wasn’t a first-time father, yet this was his first time handling a baby without the help of his late wife. 

Baby Percy continues to cry and starts to kick his little legs around. His tiny face turned red since no one came to check on him and comfort him.

Athena starts to wake from her slumber as she his wines coming from outside of her bedroom. Confused as to where she was and who could be crying, she started to get up. As she starts to wake up, she remembers where she was and recalls that Mr. Bio mentioned that she has a baby brother Percy. Remembering this she rushes out of her room in search of her younger brother and why he could be crying his little heart out at a late time like this. However, it took her little to no time due to his wails getting stronger and stronger as she walked down the hall.

Rushing inside the room she turns the light on to an all-blue room with a crib in the middle of the room. Quickly walking across the room, she picks up the crying baby. As she pulls him into her arms his little cry starts to dwindle into a constant low whine, that tugs at her heart.

Going off the knowledge of Home Economics and Sex Education class which she got an A in both, she realizes that he needs his pamper change, to be fed, and some love. Yet, she was going to go off of her instincts.

She knew it was late and that his waking up at a time like this would leave him wide awake. So she was going to give him a tiny warm bath with the bottle already made so he could easily be put to sleep.

Once she was done bathing him, she sat in a rocking chair that she saw as she came into the room. He looked into her eyes as she fed him. Grabbing ahold of one of her fingers with his tiny hands. Just when she thought he was asleep, she went to lay him down. Only for him to whine and open his eyes back up.

She thought maybe he wasn’t asleep and tried again, but failing on her third try she knew that he wanted to be held. Yet, she wouldn’t be able to sleep with him in the rocking chair. So, she took what she could fit in a baby bag that she might need for the rest of the night, and she found and went back to her room and lay down with her baby brother. Before she went to sleep, she kissed his tiny forehead and whispered, “Goodnight Percy.”

Hi, been a little crazy & some writers block.
Hope you all enjoy😊