Title: Crayons
Rating: K
Genre: Humor/Friendship
Summary: "Can I borrow a blue?"/ "No."/ "But you have two of them!"/ "So? One might break."

This is an AU. Just something I whipped together real quickly.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO!!

It was a warm, spring day. Children were laughing while they played games such as tag or hopscotch; flowers bloomed brilliantly colorful and the grass was shining green; birds flew around, playfully chasing each other while they sung their beautiful songs. Everyone was happy, enjoying life and Mother Nature.

All but one. The one unhappy person was a little boy, only about six, with shaggy, black hair that was never tamed. He had sea-green eyes and was a bit naïve at times. His name was Percy Jackson.

His class was outside coloring, but he didn't have the one color of crayon that he needed, and that's why he was unhappy.

He glared at his picture of a sheep—a very fluffy sheep at that—and crossed his arms. All he needed was the blue color for his sky. Somehow, he had lost the crayon from his pack of sixteen crayons, and it made him rather mad.

"What's wrong, Percy?" His Kindergarten teacher Mrs. Smith asked, squatting beside him.

"I lost my blue crayon," Percy huffed.

"Well why don't you go see if you can borrow someone else's?" She smiled.

Percy sighed and nodded. Mrs. Smith walked off, leaving Percy to frown. Nobody would let him borrow their crayons; everyone thought he was a dork. And he didn't dare ask "Danny Crayon." That was the nickname the class gave the kid because his family was really rich, so they could afford the sixty-two pack of crayons. He wouldn't let anyone borrow his crayons despite him having every color from Kiwi to Macaroni and Cheese and everything in between.

He sighed again, walking through groups of his classmates. Everyone was coloring with their friends…except one girl.

Her name was Annabeth Chase, the smartest girl in the class. No one liked her because of that. They said she was an Einstein, whatever that was.

Percy himself thought she was kind of pretty. She had curly blonde hair and gray eyes that were surprisingly beautiful.

He had never talked to her before, so he didn't really know what to expect. "Can I borrow your crayon?" He asked, standing above her. She was lying on her stomach, coloring a tree.

"No," She replied bluntly, not even glancing at him.

Percy frowned and glanced at her crayons to see she had two blue ones. "But you have two blue ones!" He cried.

"So?" She said, finally looking up at him. "One might break."

He crossed his arms. "That's not fair. Just let me borrow one. I'll bring it right back."

"I don't believe you. You'll steal it." She said matter-of-factly.

"No I won't!"

"Yes you will."

Percy glared at her. He stalked off, making Annabeth sigh in relief, but then she saw someone slam a picture on the ground in front of her. She looked up and groaned. It was Percy, and he was smirking at her.

She glared at him. "What are you doing?"

"You think I'm going to steal your crayon," He said, "So I brought my picture to you. Now can I borrow a crayon?"

Annabeth fought off a smile. Instead, she sighed. "I guess."

Percy grinned and snatched a blue and started coloring his sky. Annabeth looked at his picture. "What is that?" She asked, pointing to the fluffy thing.

Percy frowned. "It's a sheep."

Her nose wrinkled. "It doesn't look like one. It's too fluffy."

"Well…your tree is too bushy!" He retorted lamely. Annabeth giggled, causing Percy to blush. He went back to coloring his sky rather furiously. So furiously, in fact, that after a few seconds….

Snap.

Percy froze, and Annabeth slowly looked up to see Percy holding the pieces of the now broken crayon. He gulped and looked at Annabeth.

"Uh…sorry?" He mumbled, standing up. He laughed nervously when she stood up as well. She glared at him.

"You have five seconds to run." She said.

And run he did.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He yelled as she chased after him. On the outside she was mad, but on the inside she was smiling and laughing.

She finally caught up to him and grabbed hold of his arm. He tripped and fell, and Annabeth couldn't help but laugh.

Percy sighed. He was glad she wasn't mad anymore.

"Come on. Let's go finish coloring," Annabeth said, pulling him up. He blushed a little, and nodded. "Just don't break my crayons anymore."

Percy gulped. "Right."

The two went back and sat down together, coloring their pictures. Yes, it was a beautiful spring day, with not only flowers blossoming, but also friendship between two one-of-a-kind people.

A little cheesy at some points, but oh well! Review please!

--Akatsuki Child