Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians... But I sure wish I did :)

Author's note: This story will begin in Percy's point of view.

So it was settled. I was going to ask Annabeth to marry me. We had grown up together since we were twelve. Now, at twenty, I felt we were ready. Sure, we'd had our share of fights, but that was just a part of being born into a rivalry between our parents. You see, her mother is Athena, and my father is Poseidon. They have the capability to work together, but they normally choose not to. And Athena definitely doesn't like my relationship with Annabeth.

So, I had to make sure she wasn't going to strike me down if I asked Annabeth to spend the rest of her life with me. And the only way to do that was ask her permission beforehand. And to do that, I had to ask my dad for advice. So I set off into the ocean, aiming for his newly rebuilt underwater palace. Using underwater currents to guide me, I arrived in a little under an hour, which is not a problem, because I can breathe (and stay dry) underwater.

I found him in his throne room, directing a couple of mermen to hang a portrait of his new palace "A little to the left... No, higher. Ooh... too high. There. Perfect. Ah, Percy, my boy! How are you?" At this point he gave me a hug.

"I'm doing great, Dad. Listen, I wanted to tell you something... I'm going to ask Annabeth to marry me!"

"Oh, that's great, my boy!"

"And, well, I wanted to see if you had any ideas for what would make Athena okay with it. I want to ask her before I do anything, because I definitely don't want her to hate me for the rest of my life."

"Sorry, son, I don't have any ideas. I don't know her as well as you might think. I'd say, you should probably just try your luck and see what she says."

"Oh. Well thanks, Dad. Wish me luck!" I was a little bit disappointed as I left his beautiful palace. I guess I had hoped he would know a tactic that would make Athena say yes for sure.

Now I had another journey to make, all the way to the 600th floor of the Empire State Building. Now, I know what you're thinking, there is no six-hundredth floor in the Empire State Building! Well, that's where you're wrong. The 600th floor just happens to be where Mount Olympus, the place of the gods, has been ever since America has been the center of Western Civilization.

I went into the lobby and asked the man at the front desk for "Six-hundredth floor."

"There is no six-hundredth floor, kid. Move along," he said, without looking up from his book.

"I think you'd better let me in," I said in a menacing voice. He looked up.

"Oh... Percy Jackson." He sounded a little bit afraid, "I'm sorry, sir." He handed me the key.

"You won't tell the gods that I gave you trouble, will you?" he asked, with fear in his voice.

"Ah, don't worry," I said, but then I looked at him menacingly, "But it'd better not happen again."

"Yes, sir," he said, frightened.

I turned my back on him, an rode the elevator up. A song was playing. I recognized it as a song called Hotel California. It reminded me of the days I spent in the Lotus Hotel and Casino, a place that was so amazing that it kept you wanting to stay there for the rest of your life. And many people did, frozen in time, never able to bring themselves to leave the games that seemed to have been tailored just for them.

My ears were popping as I reached Mount Olympus. I stepped out of the large elevator and into the most amazing place on earth. Annabeth had been allowed the privilege of re-designing it after the battle of the Titans. Now, fully re-built, it was beautiful.

Athena sat on her throne calmly, an owl sitting on her shoulder. "Ah, Percy," she said, "Something tells me you wish to speak with me. Alone. Why don't we go to the beautiful gardens my daughter created."

"That would be great. Thank you, Athena," I said, trying to calm my nerves.

We reached the garden quickly. "Now, Percy. I know what you are going to ask, but please, give me the satisfaction of hearing you ask it."

"Athena. I would like to ask for your daughters hand in marriage. I wanted to get your approval, but I will ask her, whether or not you say yes. I'm willing to live with the risks of having you as an enemy, because I know that Annabeth is the only one for me," I told her boldly.

"Alright," she answered.

"Pardon me?"

"Go! Ask her! You're wasting time, you know."

"But it can't just be that easy. You hate me," I reasoned, "There must be a catch."

"I can't believe I'm saying this. Son of Poseidon, I cannot deny that I 'hate' you. However, I have been watching you and my daughter closely. I have seen as you say, 'The good, the bad, and the ugly'. I've seen how you fight so passionately, yet you apologize soon after sincerely. You never go to bed angry at her. You are always a gentleman, taking care of her as if she was your own child. For these reasons, I believe that..." her voice got quiet and she mumbled something I couldn't hear.

"Pardon me?" I said for the second time.

She cleared her throat. "I believe that you are the best choice in a husband for my daughter."

"Thank you, Athena," I said. I walked back towards the elevator, whistling a happy tune. I was going to ask Annabeth to marry me!

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