Tales Of A Demigod {A Collection Of Stories} (PJO & HOO Related)

Telling Them.

I stared at my computer, my hands on my stomach. Bryan sitting next to me. I kissed him on the cheek, "Are you ready?" He grasped my hand, "I'm always ready with you. But, shouldn't we get James?" I cursed. "James get your butt in here and sit down on the other side of me!" I yelled. He sprinted into the recording room, "Okay okay Mel, chill!" He took his seat next to me. Putting in front of my face, turning on the camera, "Hey guys Mel here!" "With Bryan!" Bryan said, leaning into the mic, "And James!" James whispered into the mic. I pushed the two away with my hands, "Today I have some very special news." I took a deep breath,  "I'm Pregnant!" I squeal into the mic. "And I'm the father!" Bryan yells, "I'm the Godfather! I'm apart of the mafia!" James squeals, delighted. I laughed, punching James lightly in the arm, "It's twins, we've already come up with full names. Which I'm not revealing until they're born." 

"But thats all for today guys!" James yells into the microphone. I sit him back down, "CHILL JAMES." I roll my eyes, "Like Comment Subscribe, and see you all, in the next video!" "See ya!" We say in unison. I end the video, winking at the camera, "You two can go now, I'll edit this and upload it." They nod, heading off to do whatever two boys do. I edit the video, putting in the title, and sighed, hitting upload quietly with a small click

Surprise!

By: StrangeGirl

In a matter of minutes I was getting tweets reading, "Congratulations!" and "I can't wait to see them when they're born." Along with a few, "SPILL THE BEANS ON THE NAMES MEL!" I laughed. I couldn't believe my 7 million subscribers would be so supportive. Not that long had gone by, and I was almost crying with all the support, I couldn't believe it. I've never had that much support in my entire life. I was shell shocked. My hands shook. Bryan came over and hugged me, "I read some of the tweets." He kissed the top of my head, "They're saying we'll be great parents." I nodded, "I saw." 

James ran up behind us, "What did they say on twitter?!"  he whispered in my ear, I fell out of my chair, landing on my back. "JAMES I SWEAR TO THE GODS." "Gotta go!" He yelps, I chased after him around the apartment, "Come here so I can slap you!" "Never!" He yelled back at me,  He tripped over the chair, stubbing his toe in the process, He fell onto his face,  holding his toe. Bryan and I laughed, "Thats what you get!" I pointed at him accusingly. I bent down, slapping his face, hard. He groaned, rolling over and facing the ground, "That hurt!" He groaned. Bryan held out a hand to him, "Here, take my hand, I know it can hurt when Mel slaps." "Hey!" I punched him playfully on the shoulder. He grinned, "I would punch you back, but your pregnant so..." He kissed my forehead. I laughed, "Hmh, chicken." James rolled back onto his back, taking Bryan's hand, "You two can go have your make out session when I'm shopping for groceries." I stare at him, "Shut up James." Bryan muttered, letting go of James' hand. Who fell back on the ground, hitting his head on the ground. James curled into the fetal position, "OW!" He clambered up the couch, giving Bryan and I dirty looks. I stuck my tongue out at him.  Bryan laughed. "I'm going grocery shopping, What me to pick up anything for you guys?" I nodded,  "Yeah. A new godfather for my children please." He smirked, "Ha Ha very funny Mel." Bryan sighed, "We need soup." "What kind?" James asked, "Any kind of soup." Bryan sighed, "Thank you James." James nodded, "No problem." 

He went out the door. I sat on the couch, while Bryan sat next to me, "So Mel." He whispered quietly, "Are we going to have a make out session while he's out?" I stare at him, "No!" Bryan laughed. "I was joking!" I tapped him on the nose, "You're insane." He smirked, "Well yeah I married you." I kissed his cheek, "I'm going to take a nap." I muttered, "Fine." he grasped my hand, "I'm coming with you though." I rolled my eyes, standing up and walking towards our bedroom, I laid on the bed as Bryan scooted onto the bed next to me, I kissed his forehead, "Night." He smiled, "Night."

Dreams Really do suck, I woke up at about 5 pm, letting out a cry of fear, I dreamed that something had killed my children, something or someone. Why. Why do I keep having these dreams that wake me, that make me cry, I felt arms wrap around me, Bryan's. "Shhh, Mel. You're okay, I'm okay, James is okay, Our children are okay." I bit my lip, "These dreams are waking me so much. I wish they'd stop." 

'But wishes don't always work.'