You fucked up, alot.

One nightstand turned into an unplanned pregnancy, the father was none other than the greek god of the sea, Poseidon.

Poseidon didnt know he had a unborn child, you were unable to reach him.

You were on the beach, 8 months pregnant, you had given up on trying to reach Poseidon.

You were reading one of your favourite books, when a shadow covered you, you looked up and saw Poseidon.

"When were you going to tell me?"

Poseidon asked, not pleased.