Hello, Everybody! I was struck by a head canon the other day and couldn't not fic it.

So Pre World War II, boys were dressed in pink and girls in blue. Then Hitler, being the horrible human being that he is, messed that up.

Hazel and Nico were both born before WWII, and weren't around to see the colors change.

Now imagine their confusion.

Hazel hadn't met Coach Hedge's baby yet, but she was excited to. When she saw him walk up carrying the adorable little thing dressed in blue, she couldn't help but make a very unroman noise.

"Oh, what a cute little girl!" she cooed excitedly, expecting a thank you or some other polite noise from the satyr.

She definitely didn't expect the glare the coach fixed her with. "You saying my Chuck's feminine?"

"You named your girl Chuck?" asked Hazel in confusion. It was strange, but she supposed that it didn't matter all that much, she'd probably end up going by Cece or something similar when she was older.

"No!" shouted Hedge, who seemed to be getting offended. "He's a boy!"

Hazel frowned, even more confused. "Then why'd you dress him in blue?"

Hedge looked at her like she was stupid. "Because he's a boy!"

"Okay then..." Hazel nodded hesitantly and walked off, deciding to ask Frank about it later.

Nico walked into his cabin and froze when he heard laughing. "What's going on?"

Percy looked up from whatever it was him, Jason, and Frank were laughing at. He tried to stop laughing and shakily attempted to explain. "Your dad... He left... a note!" He then descended back into peals of laughter.

Nico glared and picked up the piece of paper sitting on his nightstand. His dad had found his mother's old photo album, but he didn't get what was so funny.

"What the Hades is so funny!" demanded Nico angrily. He shoved Frank aside and looked at what Jason was holding.

It was the photo album, and it was open to his old baby photos. He looked at them, but didn't see what was so funny. They were just baby pics.

"I don't get it. What's so funny?"

Jason looked up at him in confusion. "What do you mean! I can't believe this is you!"

"Is this a prank or something?" asked Nico in frustration. He didn't get what was so funny! "What is making you all act like imbeciles?"

Frank gave him a sideways look. "You're wearing pink! How is that not funny?"

Nico again looked at the three like they were crazy. "So?"

"What do you mean, so? Dude! You're wearing pink!" exclaimed Percy, which sent them all into another bout of laughter.

Nico looked around helplessly. He just so confused. Yeah, he was wearing pink. All baby boys wore pink, what the Hades was so funny?

Another person came into his cabin and he turned to see that it was Annabeth.

"I heard shouting. Everything okay in here?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Annabeth!" exclaimed Nico. "Maybe you can help. They for some reason find my baby pictures hilarious, and I am so confused."

"What's so funny about them?" Annabeth walked over and saw. She snickered once then composed herself.

Nico looked at her pleadingly. "What is it?"

Annabeth chuckled once before explaining. "Guys, calm down. Pre World War Two pink was considered a strong vibrant color that they would dress boys in. Then Hitler starting marking gays with pink triangles and everybody freaked out. Pink became a feminine color and everything just kinda reversed."

"Seriously?" asked Nico incredulously. "You guys found me dresses like a girl that funny?"

Everyone stared at him for a beat and he shrugged defeatedly. "Okay, I can see why that would be a little amusing."

There you go! One fic, singed, sealed, and delivered.

I hope you enjoyed, please review!