Percy found that in the many years after discovering that he was a demigod, he hadn't had a picnic while watching the sunrise, which was actually really relaxing for him back when he had Smelly Gabe for a stepfather. So there he was, sitting with the rest of the seven, along with Calypso, enjoying the beautiful sight of the sunset while eating hot dogs."The sun looks so beautiful…" Annabeth commented. "I know! I bet Apollo's making a haiku about how awesome he is and how certain demigods were complimenting his beautiful sun," Leo joked. "Knowing him, that's probably true," Percy replied. In his many meetings with Apollo, one thing Apollo definitely was was full of himself. Although I suppose he balances it out with his other traits," Percy thought. As the Seven and Calypso watched the sun slowly push it's way past the horizon, they all thought about the Second Giant War and how lucky they were to be sitting there, and able to watch the sunset, especially Leo and Calypso. They had arrived here three months after the war, and they had looked so tired. Their clothes had tons of tiny holes, and their shoes-well, there were no. There were still some bags under Leo's eyes, and it didn't help that Calypso was now just like a mortal demigod. She did get to keep her healing powers though, even though she couldn't heal loss of sleep. After the sun(or Apollo) pushed past the horizon, the couples all kissed, and Percy was thinking about how Leo didn't have to say,"Get a room!" Percy thought Leo and Calypso deserved each other, even if he still had some feelings about Calypso. It wasn't like he still loved Calypso, it was just complicated. Percy sighed happily after pulling away from Annabeth. He was happy all he had to worry about was complicated feelings, instead of suddenly getting attacked by monsters. Annabeth grinned and asked, "Why are you sighing, Seaweed Brain?" "Well, Wise Girl, I thought you'd know," Percy smirked. "Oh I do know, just need to see if you're still awake. I know this is kind of early for you, especially since you've got all that seaweed clogging up your brain. Then again, isn't it always like that?" Annabeth shot back. Percy rolled his eyes. "You can't ever let me have the last word, can you?" " 'Course not. That would disturb the universe's basic laws: Annabeth always has the last word, especially when talking to a Seaweed Brain,"Annabeth replied, grinning again. Percy didn't say anything(she did always have the last word), and besides, why say anything when you're perfectly content with your life.