Hi everyone! Like I promised last year, I revived this story and I will update daily, even if it kills me, dammit.
Questions from Ask the Demigods may appear here! And questions posted to this story, obviously.
These chapters are relatively short. 1 question per day and then the headcanon.
Possibly more if I have time.
Lettuce begin!
To the 7+Nico/Reyna/Octavian: Favorite weather?
Percy: I like it when it's sunny.
Nico: Dark, gloomy, and cloudy days with a chilling breeze that reminds you of death.
Jason: Um, well, opposites attract?
Nico: WHERE'S MY KNIFE
Piper: I enjoy nice sunsets on the beach with Jason, accompanied by a northeast wind and high temperature of 75 degrees Fahrenheit.
Frank: ...much accuracy.
Hazel: I don't care as long as I'm with Frank.
Percy: *squealing intensifies*
Octavian: It's nice when it rains pancakes.
Frank: But that's like never.
Octavian: Exactly.
The 7: ...Oh.
Annabeth: Hey hey Reyna, you know what weather I like best.
Reyna: ANNABETH CHASE NOT THIS AGAIN DON'T YOU DARE
Annabeth: I like it when it's REYNing
Annabeth: *rolls around laughing*
Reyna: ...no. Just no.
24 Days 'Till Christmas
Percabeth!
Ever since Percy and Annabeth started dating, Percy had stopped putting the angel on top of the Christmas tree every year. Finally, during the Christmas party hosted by the couple, Frank decided to ask Percy,
"Why don't you put the angel on top anymore?"
Percy grinned, snaked his arm around Annabeth's waist and proudly proclaimed,
"Why do I need a fake one on top of a Christmas tree when I've got a real one right here?"