First of all… happy Marianas Trench day! I did this little one-shot in honor of them today. And of course… everyone knows what tomorrow is… OCTOBER 4th! I waited way too long for this Anyway… enjoy-
Disclaimer: I don't even have to do this but, just in case. The lyrics belong to Marianas Trench (not me) and the characters belong to Rick Riordan (again not me).
Testing, testing, I'm just suggesting
You and I might not be the best thing
The beginning wasn't really the greatest. It definitely wasn't the start of the kind of stuff that happened in fairytales. He didn't appear singing over her shoulder by a well; she was never stuck in a tower overlooking a magical woods. The one thing their story had in common with fairytale-like stories was how they saved each other time and time again.
It was actually funny for it to replay in their heads, years later. How much they despised each other at first and her first words to him as he was fully awake. They would laugh now, but back then…
It was like a constant tease. They would glare one second, and have a heartfelt moment the next. She would walk away steaming mad and he would pretend he didn't care. Especially back when he didn't know why he actually cared so much.
But she always came back, and he was never one to hold a grudge (though he could mention a certain son of Hades who can) and it was like they'd start all over.
The months where Percy didn't have all his memory were probably the worst. 'Not the worst,' she would tell herself when she felt really alone. They had gone to hell and back, faced titans, survived curses… nothing was going to screw this up for her.
Then Annabeth would smile while working on the Argo II, just thinking of what he would say when he saw it. He would frown while hacking away at practice dummies, thinking of how they were stuck like this. Stuck for so many months, most of them he was just wishing that this had never happened.
Stuck now, so long…
She hated feeling like she was last to know something. Hubris was her fatal flaw for gods' sakes! She loved to know things… she knew she just had to straighten it all out already. But with him… she knew he would always come to her first. No matter what it was, and she loved that.
So years after they first met, she knew that this would go far… Not everyone survives against all odds like they had- together. They were opposites; and that was the best part of it. The fights, the arguments they got in… They were all worth it. In the end she knew he would always be there. He knew the same even if he wasn't the best at 'expressing his emotions' and probably would never be.
So maybe he wasn't exactly perfect for her in other people's eyes. But since when did they ever care what other people thought of them? And maybe they wouldn't go in a Grimm Brothers' book… But she knew they had made something worthwhile, something that would never age- even when they would.
You can't stop this
And I must insist,
That you haven't had enough
You haven't had enough
Testing, Testing, I'm just suggesting
You and I might just be the best thing.
~Haven't Had Enough: Marianas Trench
