Basically everyone under 12 called Amber “dad” on a regular basis. She was basically just known as dad. But, not you. You never did. You just called her Amber. Even though you’re around the same age of the people who call Amber dad.

Today just sucked. You kept getting yelled at by Clarisse who was in charge of training the younglings. Although everyone agreed someone like Percy, Amber, or Annabeth would’ve been way better.

Well, you ended up in tears by the end of training. You sucked it up and went to the Poseidon cabin where Amber was on her phone, texting Athena or someone.

You laid down next to her. Tears started running down your face. It was horrible getting yelled at by someone who was supposed to help you.

“Hey, kiddo,” Amber said, smiling and turning her phone off. Amber was never cold around children.