Unplanned

Month 2 - February

Month 2 (February)

Percy sat cross-legged on the floor of one of the guest bedrooms in his father's house, trying to piece together some new crib like it was a Lego set.

There had been lots of discussion, and it was decided that Percy and Artemis' main camp would be in Poseidon and Amphitrite's house. This was because they didn't have any kids to take care of other than Percy and Aphrodite when they chose to live there. Sally and Paul had their babies, Zeus and Hera had all of Artemis' siblings, while Poseidon and Amphitrite had yet to produce any offspring together.

Of course, the baby would spend time at all their grandparents' houses, it's just that they would live at that house until Percy and Artemis graduated and got money to move out. Other benefits included the high school was less than a five minute drive away, and since Poseidon and Amphitrite were well versed in the world of business, they had the funds to house the baby.

Unfortunately, since Poseidon bought this house after he divorced Sally and married Amphitrite (which didn't happen as close together as it sounds), the house didn't have a nursery set up. The closest thing it had was Aphrodite's room, which basically looked like a four year old girl's.

Percy groaned in frustration as he wrestled the small rectangle cradle into position, reaching out for the screwdriver. He grabbed it and brought it to the screw which he had firmly pressed into position, almost drawing blood from his finger. He carefully screwed it in, causing him to sigh in relief as he could now let go of the half-finished masterpiece and catch his breath.

Then he realised he'd read the instructions wrong, and placed that wall too far down, allowing for an easy escape should the baby choose to do so.

Percy flared his nostrils in frustration, and set away unscrewing his hard work to try again. "Are you really struggling with a box?" He heard the voice of his girlfriend from the doorway. He didn't even know she was coming over tonight. She hadn't told him that when he was visiting her two hours beforehand.

Percy smiled at her despite his sour mood. "It's frustrating, okay?" He defended, making her laugh slightly and approach him.

He pushed the crib away as she sat herself down into his lap, wrapping her arms around her neck and kissing him softly. She was wearing sweatpants and a pink t-shirt, no socks. Something he'd noticed during the past few weeks was that Artemis hardly gave a shit about her appearance in private. She used to at least change into her clothes when Percy was coming round, but now she'd get Apollo to drive her over to his place in her pyjamas.

"Do you want me to have a try?" She asked him, to which he stayed silent for a moment. Then he gave a defeated sigh and handed her the instruction manual. Artemis smirked in triumph and looked over the steps.

She studied the pamphlet for a few minutes, then dragged the crib closer to them. Picking up the screwdriver and a screw, she managed to fit the wood in the right place. Percy resorted to watching and learning as she semi-quickly pieced together the whole thing.

After less than half an hour, they were left with a small wooden box with railings on all sides. It was placed on four sturdy legs, standing at Percy's height when he was sitting down and Artemis' height when she was on her knees.

Tired, considering she did all the work and was pregnant, Artemis leaned back into Percy's chest and closed her eyes. The two teens sat in each other's presence and thought for a while. Percy stared at the blank gray walls of the room, which had yet to be painted. "Hey Arty, what gender do you think it's gonna be?" He asked her, disturbing her from her thoughts and her half-sleep.

"Girl." She answered without hesitation, which Percy took as a valid answer. Fifty-fifty chance she was right, unless it was Trans or something.

"I'd like a girl." He thought out loud while Artemis hummed in agreement.