"Bye Percy!"

My mom and Paul were going out for dinner before he had to work tomorrow. I had to work too, I was teaching Greek Mythology at the middle school.

"Have fun!" I called from the bathroom. Annabeth was coming over to help me baby-sit Olivia. I hadn't taken a shower, so I took one and now I was shaving.

I jumped in shock when Annabeth's picture formed in front of me. I blushed.

"Hey," I said, putting down the razor.

"Uh… Hi, um, I just wanted to say that I'm going to be a bit late. I fell asleep on the couch and I still need to shower.

"Oh. Okay," I picked up the razor again. "My mom and Paul just left. How long will you be?"

"Oh hmmm… about a half hour maybe?"

"Cool. I'm sure I can manage."

"Kay, bye"

She waved through the image and it disappeared.

I continued to shave. In my room I tossed my towel onto my unmade bed, and got dressed. I ran out and checked the clock. It had been fifteen minutes. Only fifteen more. I went on my laptop and looked up when the napkins and tablecloths for the wedding were arriving.

Olivia came out of her room.

"Hey big brother!" She sat next to me.

"Whatcha' doin'?'

"Oh, Nothing much. Hey, look at this!"

"I showed her a video of a goat with a Halloween mask on, scaring the other goats away. We watched many more. The last one being especially funny, we were laughing when Annabeth knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Olivia asked.

"Oh, Annabeth."

"YAY!'

Olivia opened the door and hugged Annabeth's legs.

"Hey Olivia!'

Annabeth smiled and walked over to me. I kissed her. Olivia mimed barfing and ran up to me.

"I want dinner."

I was going to speak but Annabeth stopped me.

"I can cook, what do you want?"

Olivia thought, then said,

"Spaghetti."

"Deal," Annabeth turned to me, "Want to help?"

"Sure."

We went into the small kitchen. Annabeth began to look for ingredients through the cupboards, as I put the water on to boil. She pushed a box of spaghetti noodles into my hands.

"Um… what do I do?" I asked feeling stupid.

"Wait 'till it boils and carefully drop the noodles in, Seaweed Brain!"

It sounded easy enough. When the water was boiling, I slid the noodles into the pot.

Annabeth sneaked up on me and snaked her arms around my waist, making me drop a few raw noodles.

"Gods Annabeth, don't do that!" I cried picking up the yellowish sticks and tossing them in.

"You act like you don't like it."

"Oh, Zeus knows I crave it."

She grinned and put a bowl of red sauce in the microwave.

"Stir them" Annabeth whispered in my ear, making me jump.

"What?!" I asked

"The noodles. Stir them."

I took the spoon she was holding.

"Okay."

Just as we were about to eat, Olivia spilled her milk.

My plate of spaghetti in one hand, a wad of paper towel in the other, I bent down to sop up the milk. The spaghetti slipped off the plate and onto the floor, joining the milk.

I cussed loudly in Ancient Greek.

I looked over a t Annabeth. She was trying not to laugh.

"Shut up" I grumbled, scooping up the mess.