Percy Jackson could not think of the horrible things at that time. How could he, when his amazing girlfriend Annabeth planned a romantic picnic? The sky was a cloudless blue, and birds soared through the air, like the World was just there for no purpose.
Whoa...where did those thoughts come from? Percy didn't even like poetry or anything like that.
Annabeth tossed him a sandwich in a Ziploc bag. "Hope you like it, Seaweed Brain. It's Egg Salad."
"You know what I'll like?" Percy gave her his crooked grin.
"Oh gods, Percy. Don't think dirty thoughts."
"What? No way! You didn't let me finish." Percy leaned his head in towards Annabeth. "I would like to go to the most fantastic place in the World with my special, clever, and hot girlfriend."
Annabeth looked quizzically at him, not impressed. "Where exactly is this 'Fantastic Place'."
"It's...wait for three whole seconds so you'll be kept in suspense...Disneyland!" Percy pumped his fist up. "I planned it two months ago, after the whole thing with the Giants and Gaea."
"And the Doors of Death," Annabeth murmured. The she shot her dense boyfriend a glare. "Are you kidding me Seaweed Brain? Going sight-seeing in Egypt would be my top choice. Looking at the animals in Europe, why not? But Disney Land..." Annabeth paused, then smiled, "Would be the best thing to do with you!" Honestly, Annabeth thought, I guess fighting and getting killed wouldn't bother Percy. He's used to those types of things. So why not eat Cotton Candy and go on those whirly-things that make you hurl?
The place itself was packed. Annabeth nearly lost sight of Percy, who was running around like a five-year old.
The trip here was absolutely agonizing. Somehow, though, all the plane trips didn't seem to bother Percy anymore.
"Ohhh, I candy apples!" Percy said. "We should go get one!"
"Candy apples..." Annabeth paused. "Um, if you eat junk food now and go on the rides, won't that make you puke?"
"Oh yeah." Percy looked crestfallen.
Annabeth didn't want to sound like a party-pooper. "Uh, let's just find a map and visit places we want to see. Hey, want to visit...uh, Mickey Mouse?"
Percy made a face. "I don't think so."
"Too old?" Annabeth guessed.
Percy gave her a horrified look. "Dude! Mickey Mouse is for everyone. I can't see them because I need to buy the Mickey Mouse hat."
"Right." Personally, Annabeth thought that Mickey Mouse was creepy. So were clowns. Pretty much anyone who was in a suit and smiling creepily that focused on you.
"Want to go on the Ferris Wheel?" Percy asked. His enthusiasm had wore off, and was replaced with something that was the other side of Percy. Sweeter. Concerned. It was like two sides: One was Percy Mode, and the other, Boyfriend mode.
"I'll like that."
They both walked, hand-in hand, and during the ride when they were on the top with screaming filling the air, they kissed. It was one of the best days ever.