A/N: Thank you to earthmaker for allowing me to write a rendition of this hilarious idea, and thank you to daisydot227 for being a beta of sorts.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson series or any of the involved characters. I don't even own the story idea, that belongs to earthmaker.
Aphrodite's Game
Chapter 1
"Hey, Percy! Get your butt out here, or we leave without you!"
Percy Jackson awoke with a start. His eyes snapped open and he breathed in the fresh sea air.
"One second," he called out. Opening Riptide, he hooked the tip of his sword around his jeans and pulled them on over his boxers. He threw on his Camp Half Blood t-shirt, and stuck his sword, now in pen form, in his pocket. Slinging his pre-prepared backpack over his shoulder, he ran outside, his black hair flipping wildly around his face.
"You ready, Jackson?" Jason Grace stood waiting outside his cabin, Leo, Grover, Nico, and Frank in tow.
"You bet, Grace." Percy flashed Jason his award-winning smile. Well, the only one he won an award from was Annabeth. "Guys, where are we meeting Aphrodite?" Jason reached into his bag, pulling out the scroll they had all received earlier that morning. He began to read it out loud, but Percy had already memorized every word, which was a shock, considering it was Percy we were talking about.
To my dearest nephews,
Congratulations, you have all been cordially invited to play in Aphrodite's Game on none other than Mount Olympus! The rules of the game are simple. Seduce your girl first. Because none of you have had any time in the sack, you will arrive precisely three days to train with yours truly before your girlfriends (or in Nico's case, future girlfriends) arrive. Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favor.
Kisses,
Aphrodite
P.S., I have received permission from all my siblings to allow this to commence (it's the first time we've hosted a Games since that dratted Penelope refused to play), so there is NO need to worry about upsetting ANYONE! See you all on Half Blood Hill, tomorrow morning at 3:00 am, precisely.
"Yeah, well Jason, we're here, and it's 3:20. You think this is a prank from the Stoll twins again-" Percy's words were cut off. Just then, a large, pink, frilly carriage pulled up, being pulled by four white horses. A beautiful woman with curly blonde hair and a slim, tanned body stepped out. She looks just like Annabeth, Percy thought to himself. He shook his head quickly, clearing up the mistake his eyes made.
"Aphrodite." The woman smiled and motioned for the boys to get into the carriage. Running behind a rather giddy Leo, Percy climbed into the carriage and began to ride to Olympus.
"Hey, Annie." Annabeth opened her eyes, her head pounding. She sighed at the thought of the boring week ahead of her. Her brother Malcolm sat at the foot of her bed. She frowned at him. He teetered on the top rung of the ladder that led up to her loft, something pink in his hands. His face was turning redder by the minute.
"This was on the doorstep, and the label was addressed to you. Are you—Are you sure it's yours?" He turned even redder, and Annabeth's face matched his as he handed her a hot pink, lacy bra. Annabeth, under her white-hot embarrassment, felt slightly concerned. While the handwriting was Percy's, the style was so unlike him. He was one of the most modest, least sexually frustrated 16-year-old boys she knew.
"Thanks, Mal. You can go now." He nodded quickly, leaping off her bed and running out the door in a flee of embarrassment as bright as hers. Now left alone in peace, she uncurled the note.
To my dearest Annabeth,
The gods of Olympus have given you the opportunity to spend a weekend of bliss on Olympus with yours truly. See you there in three days.
Love, Percy
P.S. Bring your sexiest pair of underwear to match my little "gift."
Annabeth frowned. This really was going to be an eventful week after all.
Next Time: Annabeth and Piper have a little chat about the odd things their boyfriends have been up to, and the boys take a lesson in seduction from Aphrodite.