I was actually reading an article about this, and this came up. Criticism is welcomed! I wish I owned Percy Jackson, but I have to settle for the blue cookies that I made instead (:
Annabeth Chase, soon to be Jackson, was currently lying down in her apartment couch, flipping through a wedding magazine. Ever since Percy had proposed, Sally Blowfis, her future mother-in-law, had been sending her a constant stream of wedding magazines for the upcoming day in April. Although it was still only December, Annabeth already had already planned parts of the wedding.
Beach, camp, or Greece for venue? Chapel? Blue and silver themed. Dancing lessons to find party favors, dress shopping for the wedding party. Photographer, Small, intimate wedding. Need invitations, guest list. Ask Percy for help with food and music -can be seen scribbled down on a note pad with her dyslectic handwriting on a pad of blue paper.
Annabeth however was reading an article titled"Something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue"
Flashback to three weeks ago….
"Sally, what was your wedding with Paul like. I know I was there, but I love hearing about wedding stories ever since Percy proposed." Annabeth said, while sipping at her blue lemonade.
"Well, it was a small, cozy wedding." Sally began, putting down a plate of sandwiches. "Percy walked me down the aisle, and then stood next to Paul as the best man. We had it at a small chapel, remember, in Paul's childhood neighborhood? The ceremony was quick, and the reception was in blue" Sally exclaimed rather quickly, lost in the memories. The two women began nibbling at the sandwiches." I remember Percy being with you most of the time, you two were so sweet, even then." Annabeth blushes, remembering dancing the night away. Although now she remembered neither of them were very good dancers. Note to self, dancing lessons.
"But I remember having an old family tradition incorporated. Do you know the phrase something old, something new, something borrowed something blue? Well, I read that in a wedding magazine, and I remember my own mother repeating that to me when I had my "wedding" to my stuffed bear, Mr. Fluffy around when I was a little girl of four or five. My mom recited that phrase to me and gave me my locket, an old family heirloom. Back to my own wedding, I had my old locket for something old and my wedding dress for something new. I borrowed Percy's iPod for the reception; after I found out he had "Somewhere over the rainbow". Annabeth giggles, recalling putting that song on his iPod for a camp prank.
Sally begins again, "Of course the cake was blue, small, but beautifully blue with flowers everywhere. And that was my wedding, simple, but perfect."
End of flashback…..
Annabeth reaches over the coffee table and grabs the notepad and a pen. She quickly adds to the growing list something old-owl earrings from Percy, something new-wedding dress (Ask Thalia when she can go shopping with me), something borrowed-Percy's iPod? See if he has any good songs, if not borrow Malcolm's iPod. Something blue- wedding theme, cake, blue shoes?
Annabeth stops writing when the front door clicks open. Sitting up, she turns to the door and see's Percy entering, with white slow fakes nestled in his dark hair. Getting up, she sets the notepad down quickly and runs to Percy, for he is back from a business trip. Percy's green eyes sparkle as he shakes cold and white flurries from his hair before embracing Annabeth.
"Seaweed brain, I thought you were coming home tomorrow night? The apartment isn't clean, and I didn't make dinner. But I'm so excited that you're home, it isn't right without you." Annabeth exclaims quickly, examining his for any injuries, an old habit she keeps up from being demi-gods.
"Well," Began Percy, running his fingers through his hair, "I caught an early flight home from Florida. Apparently, Zeus helped me out a bit, giving me a fast flight in the plane before the storm got worse; Although, I did feel as though the plane were going to explode. And besides, I thought I could take my favorite girl out to dinner." Percy smirks, flashing a smile while taking off his coat.
"I hope you mean me. I've been planning a little bit of the wedding. You know we only have only four months to plan this wedding! And I only have this notepad to explain the effort I have already put in." Annabeth grabs the notepad that's teetering off the edge of the coffee table, thrusting it to Percy. He examines the 8 pages of effort and wondered what he's gotten himself into. Annabeth quickly leaves the cozy room to exchange her sweats for a cozy outfit, warm jeans, snow boots, a dark trench coat, and her blue scarf.
Looking through the various papers, Percy comments "I like it so far. But we still have a whole four months to plan this. Besides, if we have a small wedding, then it's less to plan and stress for." Entering their bedroom, he leaves his luggage on the bed and waits for Annabeth to finish. "And it's Christmas, we'll have time later." He continues as she finished lacing her boots. "Come on wise girl, no need to plan now."
"But Percy, Athena always has a plan. Now out of the door. We still have so much to do." Annabeth exclaims, asking if he still has his iPod while locking the door of their small apartment. Looping their arms together, Annabeth asks if Percy still has his iPod. He mumbles something about the Stoll brothers, a hellhound, and whipped cream. Annabeth gives a frustrated sound and hopes Malcolm has his intact. While walking through the hallway, they resumed arguing about the wedding and dinner plans. Some things just never change.