"sand, sand, sand! perseus get off the towel, you're attracting the sand."

"not the only thing I'm attracting."

you give him a disapproving look. he walks off the towel reluctantly, awaiting your next instructions.

"I'm off the towel,mom."

"shut the fuck up."

you reach out and brush the sand off the towel first, then reaching over to percy and brushing the sand off his legs.

"is this your excuse to rub my legs? you could've just asked, sweet girl."

"you're covered in sand, asshat." you slap his legs. he frowns.

"now sit your ass back down."

"you're very demanding."