Me: I haven't written a PJO fanfic since I rediscovered SRMTHFG…
Percy: I hate you… you are banished from this archive!
Me: I now know another reason. (Looks at Percy evilly)
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"Percy, come out, you look fine." Mrs. Jackson promised, holding back a laugh as her son came out wearing a pink bunny suit.
"Are you sure about this…?" Percy grumbled, scratching his fluffy pink butt.
"Yes, dear. Paul will love it!"
"Who…? Oh!"
"And a pink bunny suit is helping why?" Annabeth snickered as Percy got into the cab with Rachel and herself.
"Mom says I have to be her 'wittle messenger'."
"Yes," Rachel said in an English accent. "That will be a beautiful gift seeing as you will be delivering a box of chocolate."
Percy let out a low growl, and sat in the rest of the ride grumpy and with his arms crossed. "I don't know why I'm even sitting next to you, Mortal." Annabeth sighed later, when the cab came to a stop in front of Paul's house.
"You are because the driver has a box of pizza in the front seat." Rachel sighed back, paying the driver the amount they owed and opening her passenger door.
"I am so happy Paul liked it!" Percy cheered in a girly voice, ringing the doorbell.
Annabeth and Rachel hid in a nearby bush.
Paul answered the door, grumbling about being woken up in the early morning… (To us, 11 am.)
"Uh… hello, Percy."
Percy recited his lines. "Hello. I am here in a pink bunny suit to deliver you a box of chocolates…"
Annabeth and Rachel snickered in the bushes, then gasped and covered each others' mouths. They were only there as promised back-up.
Percy finished by formally handing Paul the box of chocolates about 3 feet tall and 1 foot wide…
Paul smiled and blushed a bit, then took the chocolates, thanked the bunny messenger, and closed the door.