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"It is so hot I swear Apollo is trying to fry me like an egg," Reyna groaned.

"No, I think it's just me." This comment earned the blond an unamused glare, while he shot her back a cheeky grin.

It was a sweltering mid-July day, and the two praetors were stretched out in Jason's villa, swamped in the midst of huge piles of paperwork and lots and lots of empty packets of jellybeans. Reyna was sitting at Jason's desk reading and signing papers that seemed to pop up out of nowhere, but she had moved to the floor and was now laying on her stomach, propping herself up on her elbows and scrawling increasingly messy notes on endless pieces of paper. Gods the cool marble floor felt amazing under her purple camp shirt—at this point anything remotely below a million degrees in temperature would be great.

The same could not be said for Jason, who, not as used to extreme heat as Reyna was (she did live in Puerto Rico for a while in her childhood), was practically dead on the floor, tongue lolling like a puppy. Reyna spared him only a fleeting glance, rolling her eyes at his antics.

"Why does global warming have to hit now?" he whined. "It's supposed to be a myth until the next next next generation when I'm dead and don't need to suffer like this." He looked over at Reyna, hoping for a reaction. He was disappointed, though. The female praetor was intent on finishing at least some of the work, and was concentrated on the paper in front of her.

She looked absolutely adorable with her eyebrows scrunched up like that, teeth lightly chewing on the top of her pen. She had pinned her hair up into a messy bun and fastened it with a pen Jason had no idea he even owned. It was so domestic and cute and Jason just wanted to—

His thoughts were cut off when a jellybean hit his forehead with a thwack. "Ow," he complained, playfully glaring at Reyna. "What was that for?"

"For being a lazy useless idiot and not helping me with all this, dork," she answered though her eyes were already back on the papers in front of her. Jason flushed red, hoping that she didn't notice him staring. He was doing a lot of that lately. Rolling onto his side, he scooped up a few jellybeans and tossed one at Reyna.

Her hand flew up and caught it. She caught it.

"Dammit!" Jason breathed, defeated. Reyna smirked at him and popped the candy into her mouth.

"Yum. Victory tastes good. You wouldn't know, though."

Jason's eyebrows flew skyward. "Ahem, I'll have you know—"

The door flew open before he could finish his sassy remark. A pair of sharp obsidian eyes and a pair of sky blue ones shot towards the door. In the doorway stood none other than a grinning Percy Jackson, arms wide open and green eyes sparkling as he made his big entrance.

Jason laughed and shook his head at his favourite Greek cousin. "I didn't know you were coming to visit," he questioned.

"Yeah, well me and Annabeth wanted a vacation and New York is going through a massive heat wave," Percy answered amiably. "Though I see it's happening here as well."

"Percy!" Reyna leaped up and hurtled into his open arms. Percy engulfed his friend in a hug, smiling into her neck. "It's been too long! Where's Annabeth?"

The son of Poseidon frowned, looking around him. Suddenly, out popped a head of curly blonde hair from behind Percy. "I cannot believe you forgot about me, Seaweed Brain. This is bad, even for you," Annabeth said, one eyebrow raised. Percy scratched his neck sheepishly, cheeks dusted with red. "Erm, I was excited to see Jason and Reyna again."

"Just go get our bags." Percy nodded and rushed off at his girlfriend's command. Reyna and Annabeth shared a hug and a chuckle about Percy.

Jason was still stuck thinking about Reyna's reaction to Percy's arrival—since when did she run into people's arms? Like seriously.

"Hey Airhead, get your podex off the floor and greet our guests," his co-praetor called.

"Coming, Ice Queen," Jason answered, going to help Percy with the bags.

A while later, the four leaders of the Roman and Greek camps lay sprawled on the floor, the AC turned on full blast. It was still so hot even Percy, who loved cuddling with Annabeth, made no move to touch her. They were all tired and bored and moody from the heat.

Finally, Annabeth spoke. "Guys, this is stupid. We came all the way to California just to do this? I don't think so. Let's… play a game." The others mumbled in agreement.

"How about Spin the Bottle?" she suggested, holding up an empty glass Coke bottle.

"Are we really that bored?" Reyna cut in. "Never mind, we are."

They sat in a circle with the bottle placed in the middle. Jason had first spin. While the bottle was spinning, the foursome looked at each other apprehensively, eyes flicking between the bottle and their friends. Who would it be?

Annabeth took this chance to say something. "Guys, did you know they made a motorised bottle for this? Like really, do we have that much money and time to waste?"

She was ignored, which was expected. Then, all eyes swiveled to land on her.

"What? Suddenly I'm interesting?"

The boys were looking extremely uncomfortable, she observed.

Percy cleared his throat awkwardly. "Uhm, Wise Girl, you might want to look at the bottle."

And of course, just her luck, it was pointing at her.

Jason was trying to avoid everyone's gazes. Annabeth shrugged. "Let's get this over with, I guess."

"Yeah," Jason agreed. "No big deal."

Percy's eyes flared. "No big deal? No big deal? Is kissing Annabeth not a big deal? Is she not good enough for you now, cousin dearest?"

Jason looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Perce, that's not what I meant!" he squeaked desperately. Percy looked about to kill someone. Probably Jason. The black-haired boy rose slowly and walked towards where Jason was sitting.

"Then what did you mean?" he asked dangerously, an edge of anger creeping into his voice. "And answer carefully, baby cuz."

Jason gulped. "Um…" Percy grabbed the younger boy's shoulder and pulled him up, then promptly jumped on top of him. Chaos ensued.

Annabeth and Reyna could barely contain their laughter. The boys were fighting and it was more funny than serious. Percy straddled Jason, punching him repeatedly in the chest and arm. Jason deflected most of the blows, but had to put his arms up to defend his face.

"Not the face, please, Perce not the face," he pleaded jokingly. Percy paused, smirking, then brought his hand down and slapped Jason so hard the smack echoed through the room and left a huge red mark on Jason's cheek.

Annabeth's eyes widened and she pulled her boyfriend off Jason. "No slapping, Seaweed Brain. Any more of this and you'll need a time-out." Percy grinned at his part-angry, part-amused girlfriend and plopped back down in his seat while Reyna patted Jason's shoulder comfortingly.

"Percy, it's your turn," the praetor reminded. He spun the bottle so hard it flew off its perch.

"I hope I get Jason," he said, rubbing his hands together gleefully. They all laughed, though Jason moaned a little, clutching his face.

The bottle slowed to a halt. Reyna's mouth opened slightly—it was pointed at her. She chewed on her lip. Yes, maybe she'd come on to Percy once, when Jason was gone and he was there, but no, she wasn't ever really into Percy. She loved him, but as an annoying but adorable brother.

Percy, a little miffed but not showing it, leaned closer. Out of the corner of her eye, Reyna saw Annabeth averting her gaze. Reyna felt awful and guilty that she had to do this in front of her close friend… it was like betrayal.

Next to Percy sat a very frustrated Jason. He wanted to stop the stupid kiss, but couldn't do anything. Why couldn't he have spun Reyna instead? It wasn't fair (yes he sounded like a child but who can blame him)—first it was extremely hot and he felt like his clothes were a second skin now; then he'd spun Annabeth and got roughed up and slapped by Percy (it wasn't so bad, but still!); now he had to suffer through watching his fellow praetor and maybe girl he kind of liked kiss Percy and ugh. Jason set his mouth into a grim line and traded a look with Annabeth that confirmed she felt the same way.

Meanwhile, Reyna's mind was going crazy. They were only about a centimeter apart now. Reyna silently hoped that someone would jump Percy and this would all just dissolve into a—

"No!" Jason yelled as his body crashed into Percy's, throwing him to the side. He recovered from his initial shock (wow, he actually jumped Percy in real life, not just in his head?) fairly quickly. The two rolled around on the floor once again, stopping when Jason managed to get on top of Percy and started pummeling him. Percy struggled from under Jason's leg grip, but couldn't move.

"Not the face!" he mimicked, mocking his cousin.

Jason cocked his head, one hand still gripping Percy's collar. His blue eyes flashed. "Why not? It's not like I could make it any worse."

Percy growled, but his eyes were dancing. The pair went back to ripping each other apart when Reyna sighed and threw herself in the midst of their squirming bodies, tearing their hands away from each other. Grabbing the back of Jason's collar while Annabeth dragged her blushing and stuttering boyfriend away, she turned to face her fellow praetor.

"Jason, really?" Her tone was not pleased and she crossed her arms at him, which to Jason just made her look that much cuter.

He felt warmth at the base of his neck under her stare. "I can explain?"

"No. This was a bad idea. Annabeth and I, being the only mature ones here, meaning that we don't think like four-year-olds, have decided that we're taking a break from this. Until you two are ready to settle this like non-toddlers do, you're not seeing each other for the rest of the day."

Jason reached out to Percy in mock sadness. It seemed that Annabeth was saying the same thing to his cousin too—he returned the gesture, pouting dramatically. Reyna rolled her eyes, an affectionate smile threatening to overtake her features, and wordlessly dragged Jason into a room.

"You and I are going to have a talk."


AN: There's part 1! How'd you guys like it? Review and follow for more! This is probably going to be a four-shot (if that exists) with Percabeth and Jeyna and yay. :) If you liked it, check out my other fic "A Game of Us" if you're interested!

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