Clarisse was your wife. Being stupid when you were teens as partners, which ended into what every teenager had fear of during sex - pregnancy.

Anyways, Clarisse had been surprised, considering you both weren't twenty yet, but had supported you through the way.

But none of you both were gonna be deadbeat parents, just like your godly parents had been.

Of course, you both were demigods, so the baby was going to have a little bit of demigod heritage, but that didn't matter.

One of you guys had tried your best with pregnancy cravings - trying the best even if the combinations were really weird. Who the fuck ate pickles with gummy worms on top...?

But Clarisse wanted to try her best if she was gonna be a mother, and when both of your parents found out - they kind of demanded you both marry each other.

Which did happen when you were about four months into the pregnancy.

Even though the marriage was a little bit forced, it was the best thing that ever happened to the both of you.

Clarisse had been a bit worried when the baby did come, but it all went well - and she finally found out why people gushed over how a newborn baby smelled.

The smell was... really nice to say the least - and she loved seeing the baby have a mixture of your features and hers.

Clarisse had always wanted to create a small mini her that was just as aggressive and warrior-like as her.

Anyways - a bit more years later, you both were about twenty-four to twenty-seven now.

You both had three children - the oldest girl, being named Kaia, the middle son, being named some cool name like Santos. And the youngest also being a girl named Amara.

Clarisse didn't exactly hate being a parent - but it was exhausting, taking turns and having to do rock-paper scissors whenever they needed something.

And also, being woken up early to take them to school or something, Clarisse worked from home so, she could take care of the children and get money.

Anyways - enough of background information or whatever.

Clarisse and you had been sleeping, Clarisse on her stomach while you were just on your side. Until you heard- Santos, "Mom!" - he had said loudly enough to wake you both up.

But none of you opened your eyes - this could a lot of things. One - if it wasn't 6 AM yet, Santos probably shit himself or pissed himself, if it was 6 AM, they probably thought it was time for school.

Clarisse groaned but didn't open her eyes when he repeated "Mom!" again. "That's your son, baby..." Clarisse made an attempt to not have to wake up.