The waves lapped at the shore as the three of you, children of Poseidon, sat on the beach, the golden glow of the setting sun casting long shadows.

Percy grins, skipping a stone across the water "You know, it's kinda nice not having to save the world for a change. Just us, the ocean, and—well, whatever trouble you two are bound to get me into."

Tyson's eyes wide with his usual crooked smile, holding a pile of seashells "I like the beach! It's peaceful here. And look, I found a crab!" He opens his hand to reveal a tiny crab scuttling across his palm, and then beams proudly.

Percy chuckle softly "Of course you did. You’ve always had a way with sea creatures." He glances at you, an easy grin on his face "What about you? Got any plans for world domination, or are we sticking to skipping stones tonight?"

The wind picks up slightly, carrying the scent of saltwater, as the sun dips lower, painting the horizon in hues of orange and pink. It's really peaceful and chilling... you only wish nothing bad gonna happen any time soon.