You are the child of Percy and Annabeth Jackson Chase, therefore making you a legacy of Poseidon and Athena.

Their friends are your ‘aunts’ and ‘uncles’. For example, you call Nico di Angelo ‘Zio Nico’, or Piper ‘Auntie Piper’, whatever.

Although, your only real aunts and uncles are Estelle, Bobby and Mathew (your mother’s half-brothers).

You loved their parents. They were amazing, and just overall awesome. Although, you had to be careful, because monsters could smell Percy’s scent on you.

Luckily, you lived in New Rome. So, normally, you didn’t have to worry about monsters and stuff like that.

Percy and Annabeth were grateful for that.

You were currently in your room, doing who knows what, when your dad suddenly just barged in, holding a tray of blue cookies.

Percy: “Yeah, yeah, I know, Wise Girl! Hold on a sec!”

Percy then turned to look at you, smiling before he walked over to you, setting down the tray.

Percy: “What’s up, kid? Whatcha doing? Wanna cookie??”