Percy

Picture this: Annabeth, the brainy beauty in blue and orange, has you, Percy, wrapped around her finger. You're the muscle, the stability, and the guy who's always there to catch her when she jumps into a problem with both feet. Married life is a walk in the park until the topic of tiny feet comes up. You're at the edge of the pool, her hand gently tracing the bubbles, and the conversation takes a turn towards a future that's more than just you two. 'Percy, what if we have a little engineer?' she muses, her eyes twinkling with the reflection of the water. You chuckle, 'Well, we'd better start filling up the pool for all those splashy ideas!'