Submissions post for Summer Break battle
It's Summer Break, Go Write Stuff Fic and Art Submissions Post
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1. This post will be open for fic and fan art submissions from Tuesday, May 24 to Tuesday, June 7. Anonymous commenting has been enabled ( Read more... )
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1. This post will be open for fic and fan art submissions from Tuesday, May 24 to Tuesday, June 7. Anonymous commenting has been enabled ( Read more... )
Percy froze, his hand midway between a bowl of strained apricots and his infant son’s waiting mouth. He knew he had to choose his next words carefully. He remembered Annabeth asking him to pay the bill two or three days ago, and he’d meant to, but he got held up at work that day and by the time they finally let him off the post office had been closed...
“Um, no. No I did not.”
“Percy! That was due two days ago!”
Ah, so it was two days ago.
“I’m sorry, Annabeth! I forgot!”
“You can’t just forget to pay the bills, Percy! Now we’re going to get a fine and the electric bill is due tomorrow, and so help me if there’s not going to be enough in the bank account now...”
“Relax, ‘Beth,” Percy said, entirely too calmly as he reached out an arm and caught the wild child. “I get paid tomorrow. It’s not a big deal.”
Annabeth took their daughter from him and strapped her back into the highchair, ignoring the little girl’s scowl. She plated some mashed potatoes and set them on the tray but the child refused them.
“It is a big deal because this isn’t the first time this has happened. We’ve been late four times now because of you and you know what happens if we get a shut-off notice. We get kicked out.”
She collapsed in the nearest chair and buried her face in her hands.
It was true, they had both been feeling a tighter strain since their second child had been born. Before that, they had been living comfortably as a family of three in their little apartment a few blocks from Central Park. They both had jobs so money wasn’t an issue and they rarely fought over things like bills. It wasn’t until Annabeth got pregnant less than two years after having their first child and Percy got laid off by the construction company he’d been working for that things started getting a little tense.
Still, they always had food on the table and they weren’t in any real danger of losing their new two-bedroom apartment any time soon. Percy had recently been hired by another company and they were bringing in enough money to make ends meet. She was overreacting, as usual, and he told her so.
“I am not overreacting, Percy. We’re adults now and we have responsibilities bigger than saving the world.”
“I know that, Annabeth, but-“
“Dada!” The baby slapped his chubby little hands against the table in an effort to get his father’s attention and sent the bowl of pureed apricots flying directly at Percy’s chest. For a moment, nobody moved or said anything. A few seconds later their daughter burst out in laughter, forgetting that she was supposed to be angry and the baby started giggling and kicking his feet.
Annabeth couldn’t help but snicker at her husband’s startled expression and the yellow goo covering his face. He turned to glare at her, but he hardly looked threatening covered in baby food.
“I’ll go get a towel,” she said, failing to hide her amusement. She could hear Percy half-heartedly reprimanding their son from across the room.
When she returned she started wiping is hair clean. “You know you can’t ignore him when he’s hungry. Don’t you remember from the last time you got covered in peas?”
“He must get that from you,” Percy grumbled.
“Oh no, he gets that from you, dear.” Annabeth leaned down and kissed him on the cheek, taking away a tasty smudge of mashed fruit as she did so.
“Well, she,” Percy gestured to the grinning toddler sitting across from them, “definitely has your attitude.”
Annabeth rolled her eyes and dropped the towel in Percy’s lap. “I’d say that’s debatable.”
“There’s nothing debatable about it,” he argued, cleaning up the last of the mess.
“Yes, well…whoever our kids take after, the water bill still needs to be paid.”
Leave it to Annabeth to get them back on track.
“I know, I know. I’ll pay it tomorrow, first thing in the morning.”
“Promise?” she asked, raising a skeptical brow. He’d made promises about paying bills before.
“I promise.”
(A/N: I had to cut off the end because it exceeded the character limit by 100 characters. So, boo-hoo and such. Hope you enjoy, oh lovely prompter. It was very fun to write!)
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It's really nice to see them in their future daily lives, and I can totally see Percy forgetting about stuff like bills and deadlines and whatnot.
Hope you write more soon!
BTW, I don't know what happened in the part you had to cut, but I think it's quite fine he way it is :)
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