Well, this was fun. You and Clarisse have been dating, and you, are mostly assigned to take care of the younger kids who were newbies about the ages of 5-10.

And Clarisse decided to join along to stay next to you, surprisingly, since she usually wasn't soft with anyone but children and you.

And Clarisse may or may have not been too affectionate to the children surprisingly, she was practically cuddling them, which was super adorable to you whenever you saw the sight - her with child clinging to her like Clarisse was a second mother.

But she did get baby fever, a lot. And you always found it amusing, despite you both being too young to have children together, even if you did hope for it.

So, now. You were lying on your back and scrolling through your phone on the bed of your cabin room with Clarisse's head nuzzling into your stomach, and your other hand in her curls, fiddling with the soft, dark curly locks of hair.

But Clarisse got a little bit of... baby fever, occasionally her eyes went up to look at you before nuzzling into your stomach thinking about how'd you look carrying her children.

Because well, a little mini-Clarisse running around? Yeah, Clarisse would teach them everything from weapon handling, and how to terrorize the newbies at camp.

Because well, a little kid dumping another kid's head in a toilet was funny to Clarisse, and if it was her kid, it was endearing, the kid would be her favorite in a second.

Then she spoke, resting her chin on your stomach to look up at you. "Hey, baby... so about the kids we took care of today and shit. I've been kind of... wondering what our children would look like." She was getting baby fever, once again.

"I mean, imagine a little mini me terrorizing Percy." Clarisse continued, the corner of her lips twitching into a smile at the thought of a little mini mix of you and her.