Tea Party

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By angloie

Maybe its time someone told Percy to stop giving into his daughter.

A small, chubby hand comes up to grab onto his, and pulls it towards the plastic tea pot.

"Pour!" His three-and-a-half daughter squeals, giggling.

Yeah, maybe he should.

(Not.)

Percy Jackson: saviour of Olympus, son of Poseidon, and so-called 'seaweed brain' is playing tea party with his daughter and eating half-baked cookies that she made with her easy bake oven. They're deformed. They're soggy. Will he tell her that? No.

Percy's oversized pink hat falls over his eyes as he pours the drink. (water from the bathroom tap) It takes everything— and I mean everything— he has in himself to not burst out laughing.

"And for you, madame?" He says in the most fakest, posh-esque voice to a stuffed bear, "Some tea?"

His daughter giggles again, cheeks puffed and smiling. The pastel coloured butterfly clips match the beaded bracelets Percy has on. "Me! Me!"

"Some tea for you too, madam," He chuckles at her voice, "Would like some cookies to go with that-"

"—What is going on here."

The voice comes from Percy's shared bedroom door, and all he can do is freeze like he's been caught in the act.

"Uh..." Percy nervously smiles and holds up the tea pot, "Want a cookie?"

"Join us, mommy!" Their daughter squeals, "We're having a tea party!"

Annabeth leans on the door frame, an amused smile dancing on her lips. She takes a second to take in the scene before her: the bedroom floor littered with stuffed animals, bright plastic jewellery, and half-baked cookies.

Annabeth takes a few steps forward, careful not to step on anything. "You two certainly look like you're having fun." She picks up a old teddy bear and smiles fondly.

"We are!" The three year old smiles up at her.

And that's how she joins the fun, stupid yellow glasses on her face and butterfly headband adorning her head.

"I leave for two hours, and this is what I come home to?" Annabeth whispers to Percy, though it's only half serious with the light smile on her face.

"I really can't stop giving into her." He admits, laughing nervously.

(Their daughter takes after her mom after all.)

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