Hi! So the idea from this sprung from a billboard (you'll see why when you read the story) and then I couldn't get it out of my head, which eventually lead to my current state of insomnia. Anyways, I know that this idea has been many times before, either as part or whole of a story, but I thought I'd try my own spin on this, seeing as all of the ones I've seen have been quite similar. Anyways, please enjoy!

This does have The Last Olympian spoilers, just wanted to let you know!

A quick disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or any of the places or things mentioned in this one-shot.

For a while now, I've been thinking about just how I'd propose. To come to think of it, the first time I ever thought about how I would propose to the girl I wanted to marry was back when I was fifteen and Paul proposed to my mom, and while it was sweet and everything, I thought of how I could do it better.

Ever since then, the idea reoccurred every so often, until now days when it affects almost everything I do.

I've had the ring, the perfect ring, for about four months. I told my mom about my plans a little less than five months ago. I can even tell that Annabeth is getting impatient.

The other day for example, I walked into the living room of our apartment and heard her say into the phone, "Now he hasn't yet." Then she shot me one of her death glares. It wasn't quite the highlight of my day.

I'm beginning to worry that if I don't pop the question to her soon, she'll go ahead and ask me, which would be a nightmare.

That's like rule number one in The Boyfriend Handbook, "Don't let her ask you, you have to ask her. It says that you're a coward and won't be the one leading the household." Since Annabeth already somewhat rules the household, I want to keep the little bit of control that I currently have.

Actually, I think that it's rule two, rule one is, "Don't knock up your girlfriend", but that one's pretty obvious. I mean, who tries to get their girlfriend pregnant?

So by now you're probably asking, "Why on earth haven't you asked her?" Which is a very good question, but I have an equally as good answer, I don't know where to ask her.

It's not like I haven't put tons of thought into it, because I truly have. First, I was thinking about doing it at camp, after all, it's where we met. But after thinking about all the campers running around and a new "Great Prophecy" in the future, I think it might cause a bit of havoc having me propose amongst a game of capture the flag.

Then, I thought about proposing on the restaurant on observation deck at the Empire State Building. It's right underneath Olympus, the thing that unites us, plus it's beautiful place with a magnificent view. But after I saw a billboard advertising that very place where you can "make a moment special", I ruled it out. My proposal had to be special for us and unique to us. After all, we aren't quite the 'typical' couple.

I thought about doing it at our favorite restaurant, but it wasn't quite big enough of a deal. I thought about doing it our house, but that would suck anything romantic out of it. I went through everyplace that was special to us.

That's it. I've been trying to do as place special to us, but I really should do it at a place that's special to her.

I know just the place.

-x-x-x-

"Since when do you want to come here?" Annabeth asked, with a curious look spread across her face.

"I don't know, you like coming." I said, shrugging.

"I know, but since when do you like coming, let alone suggesting to come?" She said as we entered the gigantic building.

"Then why are you questioning it, shouldn't you just be taking advantage of it?" I asked.

"I guess, it just seems so… unlike you. I mean, this place has historical art. Isn't that like as disease for you?" She asked, smiling.

"Very funny." I replied as we paid the admission fee, and the walked into the heart of the museum.

"So, since it was your idea to come, do you have a specific exhibit that you would like to visit?" Annabeth asked, not even needing to look at her map. She knew her way around The Met like it was our house.

"Yes, for a matter of fact I do." I replied, and grabbed her hand and lead her off in the direction of the Ancient Greek Art section, "So, can you guess where we're going?"

"Well, we're either going to see the Hinduism and Buddhism art, which I highly doubt, or we're going to go to the Greek art." Annabeth said confidently. Her blonde hair was flapping against her back, despite it being tied back into a ponytail.

"Good guess, Wise Girl." I said as we arrived in the large hall of Greek art. We walked past ancient Greek vases and jewelry and towards the large marble room that held dozens of Ancient Greek sculptures of the Gods, mortals, and a few other things that were to destroyed to tell exactly what they were.

Finally, we approached the one I was looking for. The sculpture had bits and pieces of it missing here and there like the rest of the sculptures in the section, but if you knew your mythology well, you would be able to tell who this was almost instantly.

She was dressed in full battle attire, included with a distinct helmet. On the breastplate, there was an owl engraved on it, the give away of whom this statue was of.

"Percy… why are we standing in front of a statue of my mom?" Annabeth asked, tugging on my shirt just a little.

I began to dig through my jean pockets in search of the tiny mint green Tiffany box that held the perfect ring, but with my luck, I couldn't find it.

"Shoot!" I said, checking every pocket of my jeans one more time.

"What?" Annabeth asked, giving me a concerned look.

"Uh… nothing, I just forgot something." I said, trying not to sound too upset; I didn't want to give away the fact that my whole perfect proposal was ruined.

"Did you check your shirt pocket? I can't count how many times you put stuff in there and then forget you did…" She said.

I patted where my shirt had a pocket. As usual, she was correct, and I felt the small box there. "You're a genius."

"Percy, I think we established that when we were twelve." She laughed, "So, now that you found what you were freaking out about, can you please tell me why we're standing in front of a statue of my mom?"

"Oh, right." I said, and grabbed her hands and held them tightly in mine. "Annabeth, we've known each other for a while."

"Once again…" She said, but I cut her off.

"Shush." I scolded, "First we were friends, and then we became more. And now we're living together."

"Percy… Are you?" Annabeth asked.

"I've been meaning to do this for a while, but I couldn't think of the right place to. But I've finally found it. In front of your mom, in one of your favorite places." I said, this time I was stuttering a little bit during the process. "Annabeth Wise Girl Chase, would you marry me?" I took out the tiny box from my pocket, and opened it and held it in front of her.

She didn't say anything for a while, and just stood completely still, staring at the ring, like it held the answer to the puzzle. It may have only been seconds, but when you're waiting for the answer that could change your life from here on forth, it felt like hours until she opened her mouth to speak. It looked like she was contemplating exactly what to say.

"Finally." She said, folding her arms.

"Finally?" I said with disbelief, "I ask you to marry me, and all you say is 'finally.'"

"Well, it took you long enough." Annabeth said, she picked up the ring out of the holder and placed it on her finger. "Well, it fits."

"So… is that a yes?" I asked hopefully.

"What do you think?" Annabeth asked sarcastically.

"Yes?" I asked.

She nodded in response, and then I kissed her, long and hard. Even though we'd kissed way too many times to even try to bother counting, it felt like our first kiss all over again.

"I have one question for you." She asked when we were done.

"Ask away."

"Why didn't you get on one knee?" She asked. She gave me this smile that said that she was joking, but it still managed to feel like a punch in the gut.

"Because it's cheesy." I replied, "Plus, we'll disturb all these people's fine art experience."

"Point taken." She said.

"Okay, can I ask you a question?"

"Only if it's a good one." She said, half smirking.

"Why do you always have to make things so difficult for me?" I asked.

She placed both her hands on either side of my shoulder, and kissed me for a second, "Remember what I said the night we began going out, 'I'm never going to make it easy for you, Seaweed Brain.' If I didn't make it difficult, it just wouldn't be us."

"True enough." I said as I grabbed her hand, with the ring on it, and squeezed it. And we began to walk out of the exhibit, hand in hand, Seaweed Brain and Wise Girl.

There you have it folks! Yay, now I can go to sleep! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it. If you really liked this and want me to do the actual wedding, please just let me know in a review, if not, I'll just leave it like this. Please review regardless whether you want me to make this a two-shot or not, it would really mean a lot! Thanks for reading!