Obviously I don't own PJO and co, but any of my OCs from my other stories are mine.

The Aphrodite children were really excited, for some bizarre reason unbeknownst to the rest of Camp, and they didn't let on as to why until lunchtime.

"Percabeth baby!" Piper exclaimed enthusiastically to the assembled demigods, practically bouncing on the soles of her feet. "They'll be here soon and I bet he's so cute!" She beamed around at them all seated in the dining pavilion.

"It's a boy?" Travis asked. "I thought it was a girl!"

"What's his name?" Someone else called. Piper pulled a face.

"I don't know. I was only told 'boy'."

"Bets on names!" The Stoll brothers cheered.

"Percy Junior!"

"Lou, what's his name?!" But the daughter of Poseidon stubbornly refused to conform, as expected. She hadn't told anyone the tot's name, not even Leo and he was her best friend.

Percy and Annabeth arrived on the hilltop an hour later, pushing a blue baby pram. Piper ran up to meet them and her laughter echoed down to the cabins.

Peering into the pram, the first thing she was a pair of big, grey eyes staring back at her. He had black hair, like his father, and much more than she had anticipated, with an identical grey steak to Percy.

"He's so tiny!"

"He was premature." Annabeth pointed out. Piper waggled her fingers at the baby, who reached up with a miniscule hand and grabbed her thumb with a strength that surprised her.

"What's his name? Percy Junior?"

"No, but Percy tried." Percy gave an angelic smile. "Have the Stolls been organizing bets?"

"Of course. Now, tell me his name." Piper hadn't meant to layer on the charmspeak, but her friends were being so stubborn! "Can I hold him?" She asked carefully, their dreamy expressions melting away. Percy smiled while Annabeth mocked contemplating the request, humming indecisively and smirking. "Oh, please! I'll kidnap him otherwise!"

"Hey, no kidnapping mini-me." Percy retorted lightly, but he seemed to trust her enough to free the infant from his swaddle of baby blue blankets. He was so small, like a baby doll, and she thought he weighed no more than a bag of sugar as he was set in her arms.

"Can I know his name now?"

"Tobias Christian Jackson."

"Ha! No-one won!" Tobias hiccoughed and whimpered. "No, ssh, I'm sorry." Piper soothed. "Auntie Piper will be quiet now." Tobias relaxed and stared up at her, kicking his small feet and jerkily waving his hands around. "Can I babysit? Like, forever?"

There are more of these, but I'll post them over the next few days. Sorry it's so short, but the majority of them are, sadly.