Percy was standing alone in front of the mirror in his bathroom.

He leaned closer to the reflection for a moment, inspecting his usual morning stubble.

The son of Poseidon suddenly pulled himself back and opened the cabinet. He took out a can of shaving cream, filling his palm with the stark smelling foam.

He patted the sides of his face and all around his chin with the stuff, taking his sweet time.

When he was satisfied with this, he picked up a black ballpoint pen from the counter. Quickly he uncapped it, causing it to transform into a three foot long sword.

Percy leaned close to the mirror again, and held the sword up to his face. Slowly he began to scrape the blade along his cheek, carefully so that he wouldn't cut himself.

Without warning, a knock came at the door of the restroom.

"Percy?"

"Annabeth!" Percy dropped Riptide with a loud clatter and a gasp of pain.

"Percy, what's going on-?" She opened the door and took a step inside. "what are you doing?" She looked at Percy's face. "Oh gods, what in Hades happened to you!?"

Percy's face now now had a huge gash on one side. He touched it gingerly, and when he drew his hand away, the tips of his fingers were covered in blood.

"I- um, I-"

"Were you trying to shave your face with your sword?"

Percy nodded slowly, not looking at her.

After a moment of stunned silence, Annabeth began to laugh. Percy looked up at her in surprise.

She shook her head, still laughing. The daughter of Athena took him by the neck and lightly kissed him on the lips.

"Oh my gods, Seaweed Brain. Oh my gods."


Not as good as I had hoped it would have turned out to be, but this had been a story I had looked forward to writing for ages.

Please- REVIEW.

~M.