A/N: Hey mah peepz! I know I've been so freaking inactive lately... SORRY! (I am FINALLY able to use my cpu!) At the moment... I am on the phone with a bestie... and we decided about a week ago that I should post a fanfic about Annabeth and... Star-wars! (As my bestie loves it so! lolz)
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN P.J.O OR STAR WARS!
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Annabeth screamed as she watched Anakin's hair get seared off by molten lava for the millionth time. "NOT THE HAIR!" She started sobbing and hugged Percy tightly. Percy rolled his eyes. Typical Annabeth. She can battle all sorts of monsters, but can't watch some dude has his hair burnt off.
"Shh... It's okay Annabeth... He'll be fine..." Percy told her. Anything to make her stop sobbing.
"NO -sob- HE WON'T BE -sob- OKAY! HE TURNS INTO A -sob- SITH LORD AND -sobs so much Percy didn't think it was possible for someone to sob so much- DIES AND...!" she kept on sobbing. Percy asked her why she watched the Star wars movies if all she did at some point is cry her eyes out. She screamed in his face. He laughed. (Which wasn't wise of him) Annabeth yelled at him, asking why he was laughing. He only laughed harder, hugging his sides. Annabeth punched him with as much force as she could. In the face. All Percy did was wince (to Annabeth's satisfaction! Don't tell her he was faking it!*Invincible*) and then, (Which made, if possible, Annabeth even more angry) fell off the couch they were sitting on and hugged his sides, laughing hard.
Annabeth ran out of the living room, and into Percy's room, slamming the door.
TO BE CONTINUED...