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Percy Jackson and the Olympians
We Take On a Father's Day Quest
Percy, Tyson, Grover, Annabeth
Written for the Multi-Fandom Family Fic Fest
Originally posted here.
Prompt: Father's Day; he really should have just bought him that tie and been done with it.
581 words.
Ka-boom!
Having managed a clumsy version of a dodge-roll out of harm’s way, I risked a glance back at the large boulder that had been flattened in my place and imagined myself fragmented into a million pieces like that. Ouch.
“Brother! Are you alright?” my one-eyed, hulk of a half-brother yelled out from his position as he tried to bat several dragon heads away with a seriously enormous tree branch.
“Fine, I’m fine!” I shouted, running from one angry dragon head only to be forced to avoid another by performing a second dodge-roll that would probably have several famous Greek heroes rolling in their graves.
Note to self: Practice more evasive maneuvers back at Camp Half-Blood.
“Just get the apple alrea—whoa!” one of Ladon’s many heads had managed to knock Riptide out of my hand and I watched in dismay as it went sailing through the air into some other sacred bush. It would be a couple of minutes before it would show up in my pocket as a pen, but a couple of minutes could mean the difference between me staying whole and me ending up as dragon chow.
I dove behind another soon-to-be-doomed rock, making a mental prayer to Athena for the tactical advantage of not being spotted while scoping out the situation and noting everyone else’s progress. Grover was busy trying to sweet-talk the Hesperides sisters into letting us through, but it wasn’t working if their throwing rocks at him was any indication. Annabeth was zig-zagging back and forth in complicated patterns, tricking the heads into tying their long, serpentine necks into knot formations I never even knew existed. When one got dangerously close, she made a flying leap while jamming an old, battered baseball cap on her head, disappearing suddenly as one of Ladon’s heads snapped at the air. A couple of seconds later she reappeared next to me, panting and red in the face. “Tell me again why we’re risking our lives to get immortality-giving golden apples for someone who’s already immortal?” she muttered, peering over the edge of the rock to watch Tyson’s attempt at feeding one head his branch-bat by shoving it into its wide open mouth.
“Look,” I shrugged helplessly, “I was all for picking up a nice, sea-themed tie at Myers. Or a swanky set of trident cufflinks maybe.”
Annabeth rolled her eyes at me.
“Tyson was the one who insisted we sneak up to the Oracle and check with her. You know how he is! It’s hard to say no to him when he gets that look on his face. Besides, I can’t exactly fight against him dragging me to the attic either.” I’m not sure how many kids can say the same when it comes to their little brother, but then again their little brother probably isn’t a cyclops who’s at least twice as strong as them. “How was I supposed to know the Oracle would give us a limerick about getting one of these stupid apples?”
“Think about that a little harder next time, Seaweed Brain,” she said before putting her cap on again and disappearing from sight.
I made a face, hoping she wasn’t still there to see it, and then felt a warmth in my pocket that meant Riptide had returned. Pulling the pen out and uncapping it quickly, I charged back into the fight with my sword in hand and only one thought on my mind.
Dad had better appreciate this present for Father’s Day.
Modern Family
Broadway for Babies
Mitchell x Cameron, Lily
Written for the Multi-Fandom Family Fic Fest
Originally posted here.
Prompt: I just want to see some adorableness between Mitchell and Cameron (and baby Lily), that's all.
375 words.
The first time he came home to Cam performing Evita for Lily – in the role of Evita, of course – Mitchell dismissed it as something brought on by the previous night’s showing of the movie on TV and merely sat down on the floor with Lily, applauding like a good boyfriend would.
Then he came home to a rousing one-man rendition of “The Time Warp” from Rocky Horror Picture Show and after a brief moment’s hesitation he swept Lily up and spun around with her until she was gurgling with glee.
But when he came home to find Lily solemnly watching Cam’s performance of “Cell Block Tango” from Chicago, he decided it was time to speak up.
“Look, I’m not saying that exposing her to Broadway from a young age is a bad thing. I just think we could… ease her into it with content that’s a little more age-appropriate, you know? Like Do-Re-Mi from The Sound of Music! Could there be a song any more perfect than that for the current situation?”
Cameron sniffed haughtily, “Do-Re-Mi, Mitchell? Really? Are we going to be the kind of parents that talk down to our child?”
Mitchell pinched the bridge of his nose, “Fine, then Tomorrow from Annie, okay? Just something a little less ‘I caught my man cheating and now I’m poisoning him with arsenic’.”
“I’ll be sure to compile a program from now on and get it approved by you first then,” Cam said a little primly with a quivering at the edge of his voice that told Mitchell he was about to have one crying mess on his hands. Which… would inevitably lead to two since Lily was very empathetic to her daddy’s emotions.
He had to act fast.
“You are sunlight and I moon,” he crooned, holding his hand out to Cameron.
His better-half gave him a watery smile, “Oh Mitchell.”
“Joined by the gods of fortune,” he continued, “Midnight and high noon.” And then a pause, “I’m not stopping until you join in.”
With a laugh, Cameron took his proffered hand and soon they were waltzing around their living room, singing Broadway love ballads to each other as Lily looked on with interest, enjoying the nice warbling noises her two dads were making.
We Take On a Father's Day Quest
Percy, Tyson, Grover, Annabeth
Written for the Multi-Fandom Family Fic Fest
Originally posted here.
Prompt: Father's Day; he really should have just bought him that tie and been done with it.
581 words.
Ka-boom!
Having managed a clumsy version of a dodge-roll out of harm’s way, I risked a glance back at the large boulder that had been flattened in my place and imagined myself fragmented into a million pieces like that. Ouch.
“Brother! Are you alright?” my one-eyed, hulk of a half-brother yelled out from his position as he tried to bat several dragon heads away with a seriously enormous tree branch.
“Fine, I’m fine!” I shouted, running from one angry dragon head only to be forced to avoid another by performing a second dodge-roll that would probably have several famous Greek heroes rolling in their graves.
Note to self: Practice more evasive maneuvers back at Camp Half-Blood.
“Just get the apple alrea—whoa!” one of Ladon’s many heads had managed to knock Riptide out of my hand and I watched in dismay as it went sailing through the air into some other sacred bush. It would be a couple of minutes before it would show up in my pocket as a pen, but a couple of minutes could mean the difference between me staying whole and me ending up as dragon chow.
I dove behind another soon-to-be-doomed rock, making a mental prayer to Athena for the tactical advantage of not being spotted while scoping out the situation and noting everyone else’s progress. Grover was busy trying to sweet-talk the Hesperides sisters into letting us through, but it wasn’t working if their throwing rocks at him was any indication. Annabeth was zig-zagging back and forth in complicated patterns, tricking the heads into tying their long, serpentine necks into knot formations I never even knew existed. When one got dangerously close, she made a flying leap while jamming an old, battered baseball cap on her head, disappearing suddenly as one of Ladon’s heads snapped at the air. A couple of seconds later she reappeared next to me, panting and red in the face. “Tell me again why we’re risking our lives to get immortality-giving golden apples for someone who’s already immortal?” she muttered, peering over the edge of the rock to watch Tyson’s attempt at feeding one head his branch-bat by shoving it into its wide open mouth.
“Look,” I shrugged helplessly, “I was all for picking up a nice, sea-themed tie at Myers. Or a swanky set of trident cufflinks maybe.”
Annabeth rolled her eyes at me.
“Tyson was the one who insisted we sneak up to the Oracle and check with her. You know how he is! It’s hard to say no to him when he gets that look on his face. Besides, I can’t exactly fight against him dragging me to the attic either.” I’m not sure how many kids can say the same when it comes to their little brother, but then again their little brother probably isn’t a cyclops who’s at least twice as strong as them. “How was I supposed to know the Oracle would give us a limerick about getting one of these stupid apples?”
“Think about that a little harder next time, Seaweed Brain,” she said before putting her cap on again and disappearing from sight.
I made a face, hoping she wasn’t still there to see it, and then felt a warmth in my pocket that meant Riptide had returned. Pulling the pen out and uncapping it quickly, I charged back into the fight with my sword in hand and only one thought on my mind.
Dad had better appreciate this present for Father’s Day.
Modern Family
Broadway for Babies
Mitchell x Cameron, Lily
Written for the Multi-Fandom Family Fic Fest
Originally posted here.
Prompt: I just want to see some adorableness between Mitchell and Cameron (and baby Lily), that's all.
375 words.
The first time he came home to Cam performing Evita for Lily – in the role of Evita, of course – Mitchell dismissed it as something brought on by the previous night’s showing of the movie on TV and merely sat down on the floor with Lily, applauding like a good boyfriend would.
Then he came home to a rousing one-man rendition of “The Time Warp” from Rocky Horror Picture Show and after a brief moment’s hesitation he swept Lily up and spun around with her until she was gurgling with glee.
But when he came home to find Lily solemnly watching Cam’s performance of “Cell Block Tango” from Chicago, he decided it was time to speak up.
“Look, I’m not saying that exposing her to Broadway from a young age is a bad thing. I just think we could… ease her into it with content that’s a little more age-appropriate, you know? Like Do-Re-Mi from The Sound of Music! Could there be a song any more perfect than that for the current situation?”
Cameron sniffed haughtily, “Do-Re-Mi, Mitchell? Really? Are we going to be the kind of parents that talk down to our child?”
Mitchell pinched the bridge of his nose, “Fine, then Tomorrow from Annie, okay? Just something a little less ‘I caught my man cheating and now I’m poisoning him with arsenic’.”
“I’ll be sure to compile a program from now on and get it approved by you first then,” Cam said a little primly with a quivering at the edge of his voice that told Mitchell he was about to have one crying mess on his hands. Which… would inevitably lead to two since Lily was very empathetic to her daddy’s emotions.
He had to act fast.
“You are sunlight and I moon,” he crooned, holding his hand out to Cameron.
His better-half gave him a watery smile, “Oh Mitchell.”
“Joined by the gods of fortune,” he continued, “Midnight and high noon.” And then a pause, “I’m not stopping until you join in.”
With a laugh, Cameron took his proffered hand and soon they were waltzing around their living room, singing Broadway love ballads to each other as Lily looked on with interest, enjoying the nice warbling noises her two dads were making.