Annabeth had just gotten back from a date with Percy when Malcom came to hug her leg.

"Aunty Annabeth I have something  for you!"

She smiled. "What is it?"

Malcom knelt on the garden bed they were in front of and placed his hand on it. He scrunched his face and pouted as he struggled. Soon enough in the middle, the dirt began parting and crumbling apart. A flower began to grow. When it was nice and tall, Malcom  gave it to her, waranting a squeal.

"Aww thankyou!" She says, pinching his cheeks. He giggled before running off.

A hand sneaked around her waist and she smiled, knowing who it was. "Hi seaweed boy"

"Afternoon wise girl!"

Before Percy could say anything more, Annabeth was dragged off by Natasha.

He could only shrug.