“Ugh,” Leo groaned. “You’re starting to sound like- shit, like you-know-who.”

“Shut up,” Travis snapped but he couldn’t deny it. The you-know-who in question ran and jumped into the pool, splashing everyone in the deep-end. He came up to the surface, cheeky grin in place and paddled over to his girlfriend sitting at the edge of the pool, and Annabeth offered him some of her chips.

Leo would never forget that moment when Percy, out of nowhere, said during intermission to their school’s rendition of The Crucible, that he wanted Annabeth to have his kids and Leo could not possibly comprehend what about a play on the Salem Witch Trials and girls dying made Percy think this. Nico told Percy to Shut The Fuck Up, and Percy grinned and they kept standing in line for snacks, going back to the conversation about how overpriced the cupcakes were. Travis and Leo later found it hilarious, when they were smoking at the cast party they weren’t invited to, and called Percy a lot of names (none of them stuck), and found that Annabeth’s nickname, Seaweed Brain, should’ve been changed to Daddy Brain.