Peter's POV

   My name is Peter Blofis. My wife and I were visiting my younger brother Paul for summer. Apparently he got married to a widower who already had a son. But knowing Paul and how responsible he is, she must be a kind woman and her son will probably be a gentleman.

   As my I knocked on the door, my wife slapped our 16 year old daughters hand for hitting one of her sisters in the back of the head.

   You see, my wife Bethany and I got married at 25 after dating for three years. We decided to have our first child after a year. Nine months later, Bethany gave birth to Camden, our 16 year old. Two years after that my wife gave birth to our one of our sons, Cody. After another four years, she gave birth to our twin daughters Chloe and Coraline. And six years later we got our beautiful son, Chris. 

   (If you're confused, Peter and Bethany are now 43. They had Camden at the age of 27 and she's 16 years old. Cody is 14, Chloe and Coraline are 10, and Chris is 4. Just thought you might want to know. This is also definitely not a way to add to the word count... Why would I do that *nervous laugh*).

   Our whole entire family is very religious. I thought Paul was too until the end of the day...

   The door was answered by a pregnant woman, who I assume to be Sally. "Oh please come in. I have cookies baking in the oven and lunch on the table. I hope you guys don't mind chicken sandwiches and salad," she said as she hugged all of us.

   Camden's POV

   As we walked in the door, I smelt one of the most heavenly smells, which I assumed to be the cookies. I heard footsteps walking towards us and I saw Uncle Paul coming down the hallway. He gave all of us hugs and we sat at the table, a pile of sandwiches on a blue plate and a blue bowl of salad, both in the middle.

   "Percy, come down please?"

   I watched as a boy around 17 or 18 walked into the dining room. He was wearing a dark blue sweatshirt and black and white NIKE basketball shorts. On the front of the sweatshirt it read, "GOODE HIGH SWIM TEAM" and on the back it said, "JACKSON 03."

   I hope being on the swim team didn't effect his studies. If I was on a sports team and wasn't doing well in school, my parents would be mad and make me quit. Although he must do well otherwise Uncle Paul and Aunt Sally would make him quit. Right?

   He walked over to Aunt Sally and whispered in her ear something about an Artichoke? Aunt Sally nodded and Percy walked back towards what I assumed to be his room.

   He came out holding hands with a girl around his age. "Hi Aunt Bethany, Uncle Peter. Camden, Cody, Chloe, Coraline, Chris. This is my girlfriend, Annabeth."

   Bethany's POV

   He had a girlfriend?! I looked towards my husband to see he was just as shocked as I was. We made eye contact and had a silent agreement that we would not comment until the girl does something stupid. After all, she's probably just a dumb blonde (Oh no you didn't *z snaps* *realizes that I control these characters and what they say/do* Um...)

   As we go through dinner, I learn that Percy plans on studying marine biology and Annabeth is going to be an architect. When lunch is finally over, I'm surprised when Annabeth doesn't do anything, but Percy does.

   "Moooommm are the cookies ready yet?" How childish!

   "Oh! I almost forgot, Annabeth dear, would you get those please?"

   "Of course Sally," Annabeth walked into the kitchen and returned with a blue plate that was filled with blue cookies. Wait.... Blue cookies?

   I watched as she set them on the opposite side of the table from where Percy is.

   Before Annabeth could walk back to her seat, she turned to face Percy but when she did, she got met with a adorable baby seal face. "Nope, not going to work." She grabbed a cookie and sat down in her seat, eating it bit by bit in front of Percy. We all just stared at the exchange before Coraline grabbed a cookie off the plate.

   She took a bite out of it and with her mouth full she said, "This cookie is very good. Thank you Aunt Sally," as crumbs flew out of her mouth. Peter slapped her left arm, the one she wasn't holding the cookie with.

   She swallowed and bashfully said, "Sorry." I nodded at her apology. While this was happening, I looked back to the plate to see at least four cookies missing. I turned back to face Percy to see him taking a bite out of a cookie, his other hand holding two, and Annabeth laughing at him. Both were being very immature.

   "So, what are your grades like currently," Peter said, both of us expecting the best from Percy.

   "I have an A in everything except English. I'm dyslexic," I was impressed by Annabeth's answer.

   "I have a A in Greek, Gym, and marine biology," Percy said. "And the rest of your classes," Peter prodded.

   "I have a B in science and a C in everything else, I'm also dyslexic," Percy said. To say I was surprised or angry is definitely and understatement. Peter slammed his hand on the table, causing our children to flinch but Annabeth and Percy were unaffected.

   "C's? YOU HAVE C's? I bet you aren't focused enough. I bet it's because your on a stupid swim team. I bet it's because you have a dumb blonde for a girlfriend," Peter angrily accused Percy, spit flying.

   Percy stood up suddenly knocking his chair over, "Insult Annabeth again and you will have me to deal with. She's the smartest person I know and is smarter than both of you combined," he said, pointing a finger at Peter.

   "Aww, thanks seaweed brain," Annabeth said, kissing him on the cheek, "Although I can stand up for myself.

   "I think you should leave," Paul stated, taking me by surprise. "We were going to leave anyways," Peter said and he walked out the apartment door, slamming it shut after him.

   "Come on children. Thank you guys for lunch, but I have to agree with my husband," I picked up Chris, who was munching on a blue cookie, and followed my husband out the door, the rest of my children trailing behind.

   I would like to say I wished them the best, but it's a sin to lie. It's a highschool relationship that won't last long. I was very disappointed in Paul.

   5 years later, we got an invitation to their wedding.

   I guess sometimes love does last.

   Well. There you go. Dedicated to DoomXtreme for suggesting this in an earlier chappie. I hope it meets your expectations, otherwise I will rewrite it until you are satisfied.

   I love you guys so much,

   Bye my little silver dolphins,
         ~Cat