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AN: Just an idea I had while I was SERIOUSLY off in my tennis lesson one day, that turned into Percabeth fluff.
Percy Jackson was having an off day.
He couldn't climb the lava wall without screwing up and burning himself, then falling to the bottom (which would've hurt a lot more if he didn't take that [ironically, painful] bath in the Styx).
He sucks at archery, and today (if possible) he sucked even more. He had to apologize to five campers, seven dryads, and Chiron. . . . . . mostly Chiron. And almost Mr.D. That was not pretty.
He couldn't do anything right at arts and crafts. He would've chopped his hand off about six times if he hadn't take that bath in the Styx. Though, he did break two chainsaws, dented a hammer (how that happened, no one knows), broke the saw, and he even got tangled in rope. AND, not to mention, he almost molded celestial bronze onto his leg forever.
Don't even think about asking what happened with the pegasi. Let's just say, he fell into something. A lot of times. While he was riding Blackjack. So people are gonna being talking to him with plugged noses for a week (and that he's gonna be very sore).
Volleyball was a bust too. He kept getting hit in the head, and, invincible or not, he kept face-planting into the sand, and got a nice mouthful of dirt and bugs. And it still hurts, no matter what anybody thinks.
Hades, he couldn't even to sword fighting right. He even got close to being stabbed in his mortal spot by Clarisse. He kept getting tripped, and fell for easy amateur stuff, as if he was still a first-year at camp who never learned how to sword-fight, or never been on a quest. And the reason why Percy Jackson- THE Percy Jackson, who saved Olympus and all the gods and "against all odds", turned sixteen, even though he's the totally awesome son of Poseidon (don't tell him that, though)- was having such an off day? The answer is incredibly simple. The devil (in Percy's opinion) herself.
Annabeth Chase.
Now, why her? Why does Percy think she's the devil (no offense, Hades) if he loves her to pieces (though, he won't say it now- they've only been dating for about two weeks now [ . . . okay, he knows it's been exactly thirteen days, fourteen hours, and six minutes . . . so what?])? Well, the answer is, again, incredibly simple.
Her smile.
The way she smiles at him in that special way, reserved only for him (he hoped, since he didn't see her smile like that at anyone else) in the morning, at breakfast, made his brain into mush with only one thought: Annabeth Chase's goddamn smile.
And he kept thinking about said smile; over and over and over again. So yes, he was screwing up, and he couldn't do anything about it. He was today's camp entertainment, watching him trip over his own feet with that dazed look on his face, just thinking about her flippin smile.
"Hey, Seaweed Brain."
The object of his affectio- heh hem, thoughts- came up behind him, giving him a small kiss on the cheek.
"So, I was thinking that we could ask Chiron if we could go out for our real first date. What do you think?"
Percy Jackson was having a good day.
Yes, yes, take some time to get rid of the hair balls stuck in your throat because of the fluff at the end. And I know that little detail at the end of the Last Olympian that camp is over, and they're going to New York for the school year and stuff, but I just had this idea pop into my head, and it doesn't work unless they're at camp. Sooo . . . yeah. REVIEW PLEASE!