A/N: Hello! Quick drabble for you guys that I had planned for a long, long, long time and finally remembered to write. Starring Little Nathan, Percy The Dad, and the problem of marrying a daughter of Athena.
Percy was sitting by the kitchen table, trying to wrap his mind around his bloody taxes, when the scuffling of little stockinged feet distracted him. Nathan had woken up from his nap and dragged his still sleepy self to the kitchen. While he watched, his son climbed the chair beside his and stood on it, leaning on the table with his elbows.
“Hey, buddy, what’s up?” Percy greeted him.
“Daddy…” Nathan started, sounding troubled, “Can I ask you some questions?”
“Sure, son. Go ahead.”
“How does a camera work?”
“Oh, it’s really easy, bug, you hold it up, point it to the thing you want in the photo, and press the button!” Percy smiled at him, but Nate shook his head.
“No, daddy, I know how to take a picture. But how does it work? How does the photo get there?” he insisted.