Hey, so I'm in NY right now, and I really want to start the one shot stories so, yeah, here ya go!

APOV

"Hey, Annabeth lets go!" Percy's low voice surprised me. I turn around to find his face surprisingly close to mine. Which of course, made those stupid butterflies freak out in stomach.

"What are you talking about Seaweed Brain?" I keep my composure on, and state this in a monotone. He makes that stupid face of his, yes that's right, his crooked grin. How signature.

"We are going for a walk Wise Girl. And you are gonna like it!" He exclaims and takes my hand. Forcing me to leave my cabin without a choice. We keep running until we reach the edge of camp, in front of the woods. I have an annoyed look on my face, but inside I'm excited, I don't know why, but that's just how Percy makes me feel.

"After you my lady," Percy says, in the worse British accent I've ever heard. I end up giggling like an idiot at this, making him smile. Not grin, but a nice, sincere smile, which makes my heart warm.

"Thank you my good sir," I also add, with my own impersonation too. He chuckles at my antics and keeps walking. The sun's going down, the sound's that surround us consists of calm silence. Once in a while you hear the rustle of leafs, this is caused by the gentle autumn breeze. This makes me frown.
"Good job Seaweed Brain! I don't have a sweater! If I get a cold I am SO suing you!" I taunt jokingly. He looks over to me with a small grin. He let's go of my hand and unzips his fluffy blue sweater and hands it to me.

Of course, I try to reject this, but I soon find out that he has another sweater underneath. I give him a weird look, as to say, uhh . . .why do you have two sweaters? I'm about to ask, but he just gives me a sheepish smile and shrugs. I have no reason to whine, cause know I'm surrounded with the warmth of his sweater. I can smell him, sea breeze. I feel the soft inside made out of cotton, it's nice and fuzzy. And best of all, it's bright sea green/blue, just like his unforgetable eyes. I sigh in contentment once he connects our hands again.
These are the moments that make it all worth while. After all the fighting and saving the world, the separation when we have to visit our families. The lonely nights we spend in separate cabins. The endless training, and no time for each other. But for some reason, we don't complain.

Like, it really could be worse. For example, the saving the world is behind us, he survived the Apocalypse, he was the one from the prophecy. Percy even tries to spend time with my family when he can, I try too. Those nights in my cabin when I just lie there, Percy comes knocking on the window and stays with me until I go to a nightmare-free sleep. He also lets me slip into his cabin once he's asleep, and we lie in bed in silence, just absorbing each-others presence. When we can, we train together, which is the most fun I have when it comes to training.

So see, we can't complain, there's no reason too. There's also no reason to let this go, because what we have is special, and we know it too. No reason to go and mess this up.

"Hey Wise Girl? Are you ever planning to get married?" Percy's random question throws me off guard. What does he mean by that?

"Uh . . . what are you trying to imply Percy?" My skeptical voice shakes a little at the end. I guess he catches that and realization flashes across his eyes.

"Oh! Oh, I'm not like, uh, asking you to marry me, I'm still convinced that your mom would like, kill me! But no no no no, I was just like, wondering, cause we're like really young, but I guess everyone thinks we're gonna get married right? I mean, why wouldn't they? We're like, totally kick ass together but still! We're like, 17 and stuff! I never even said I love you yet, cause that's like a HUDGE mile stone in someone's relationship right? Or that's what happens in movies, Oh Hades! What if you don't love me and I'm making a fool of myself by ranting on about nothing! Oh gods! OH GODS! UGH! Wow, I'm like, freaking out and like, spazzing! Wow, I'm a spazz! You'd never love a spazz! I'm like, goin crazy! Gods! I'm more weird than WEIRD AL! Oh, gods I don't mean that I wouldn't want to not marry you! Of course I would! Like, everyone would! Like, I would be like, 'honored' to marry you, you're like TOTALLY AWESOME and amazing and beautiful and anything a guy can ever dream about! . . ." And so continued his rant. I would of stopped him, but I found a comfortable spot in front of a tree to watch him pace around the little path we had in the forest. His hands burred somewhere beneath his messy raven hair.

This would be a really weird time to just randomly walk into this situation. I mean, just imagine . . . the HERO of OLYMPUS freaking out and saying how beautiful and awesome I am. And not to mention the calming scenery. They leaves are golden, and red. Some are being crushed by Percy's running around. While I'm just watching, ha, that would be funny.

"And not to mention KIDS!" I add, holding in a laugh.

He turns and points to me (talk about being dramatic) and nods his head, like, Oh my gods, your right!

"THE KIDS!" He shouts at the top of his lounges. "I totally forgot! The kids would have to deal with two, well one, really clueless parent and it would be dangerous! And when they ask about Santa! Do we say he's real or fake? 'Cause when these kids told me he was fake, I almost cried! I don't know how little Robyn and William will take it if we tell him we're Santa! Oh no. And what about Edmund? He's the oldest, and he's gonna make fun of them won't he? He's gonna have my hair and your eyes. He's gonna get all the girls, what if he brings one home! He's gonna be such a player! Gods I'm so proud of him!" And so it continued. It would of kept going, but I couldn't take it anymore. I started laughing, when I say laughing, I mean rib cracking, tear spilling, air gasping laughing.
"And on our honey moon-" He suddenly stopped, gasping for air too.
"Whahh?" Percy's underlay confused.

Gasp "Percy," gasp "Shut," gasp "Up!" *gasp* "I can't breathe! Hahahaha" it took me a while, but finally, I settled down. Percy looked a little hurt, but I just smiled at him.

"Perseus Jackson, what was all that about?" I say dramatically. This makes him blush, and he gives me a lopsided smile and shrugs.

"Ha, sorry," That's all he gives me. I stand up from my comfortable spot, and make my way towards him. I reach to touch his smooth pale cheek, it's soft like silk, and blush red from his rant, and the cold. His gasps make puffs of clouds in the chilly air. The sun has gone down, and the moon is coming up, some stars are out, and already bright. My other hand goes to his neck, and the tips of my fingers play with random strands of his dark hair. It's also soft, and I tug a little at his hair. He closes his eyes for a minute, when he opens them, I can't help but feel those stupid butterflies in my stomach again. His eyes are a darker shade, but still his. He's full of love and passion, and I know that it's for me, no one else, but me. And the feeling that shoots through me every time I remind myself, that he's mine, always makes me happy. It's those damn butterflies.

"You're such a seaweed brain," I whisper quietly. With that, I close the gap between us. The kiss is everything you'd want. Gentle, soft, but full of love. We kiss for a while, until Percy pulls away, a little to soon for my liking. He kneels down onto one knee. This is enough to get my attention. He looks me in the eye and says,

"Wise Girl, promise me . . . that we'll always stay together. That you're going to be there every morning when I wake up. That I'm all that you'll be able to think about. And you're going to be the last thing I see when I go to sleep. Promise me that I'm going to be yours, and you are going to be mine. I'll be your Seaweed Brain, if you're my Wise Girl. And I'll promise you that I'm going to keep you safe, never going to make you feel pressured to do anything, whatever it may be. And I promise to be there with you even when things get impossible, because life without you is impossible. And this is my promise, so just promise me,"

He takes out a ring. A blue and gray ring. I has one sea green diamond in the center, and four smoky white diamonds surrounding it. It has a silver band around it. It's the most beautiful ring I've ever seen.

Tears spill over my eyes, Percy's giving me a promise ring, and I can't believe it's happening.

"I love you Annabeth," He says quietly, and his tone is sincere.

"I love you too Percy." I whisper.
"Promise."