My Bff kept on bugging me on posting this one-shot. No offense to you, Just, I'm just saying. I didn't have much inspiration, so beware, when I don't have enough inspiration, my stories (or one-shots, in this case) get really crappy. So, YOU'RE WARNED! Oh yeah, and initially, the inspiration was from me being really fed-up and grossed out by all those lemon stories. No offense to those who write lemons. But, I'm only 11, what do you expect?

Disclaimer: I don't think Rick Riordan has long black hair, does he?


Percy's POV:

We were at my house, doing 'homework'. More like making out on my bed.

"Perce, your bed stinks, when did you last wash it?" She grimaced, wrinkling her cute, up-turned, button nose.

"You mean, when did I last change it," I smirked, giving her my infamous mischsvious grin.

"Ew, I'm never going to make out with you if you sleep in this pig sty every night. Not until you clean it up," She stated.

I grinned, kissing her more. Suddenly, a blast of hot air burst into the room. Then, it started getting really hot, literally. Damn! Athena must have bribed Apollo with haikus or something to stop me making out with Annabeth. It started getting more and more unbearable, I couldn't take it anymore and rolled off Annabeth, taking of my shirt. It instantly got cooler. Hmm... That means whenever I start making out with her daughter, it gets heated. Meh, it's not like it's not a crime or anything.

"Percy, get off me, you need to get off me, your mom's going to open the door to call us for dinner. And I don't want her to see her son half-naked on top of his girlfriend, she would get the WRONG IDEA!" Annabeth, pushed me off.

Just then, my mom walked in promptly, 'inviting' us down for dinner. More like screaming at us. No offense to you mom, your fish and chips are the best, but can't a boy get some space alone with his girlfriend? Annabeth glared at me, oops, might have or not said that out loud.

I plopped down onto the seat, and took the lemons and squeezed it onto the fish. Mm... Sour fish, just how I like it. I started wolfing down the food. Mom and Annabeth burst into laughter.

"Boys and their appetite, " They said in unison. This caused another round of laughter and left me in confusion and disbelief. What was wrong with girls and their weird knack to laugh at everything?


Yeah, I know its a super short chapter. But as I said, I didn't have sufficient inspiration! For you lemon-hungry people, you should have taken the hint when I said I wrote this because I was fed-up with all those lemons. If you read 'till here, then you should really work on your skills on understanding what people write... Anyway, I said that this was going to be a crappy chapter but R&R! Oh yeah, I probably won't continue this, unless I somehow feel really free, which is kinda rare these days.

-Turquoise Crystal