So I decided to create uer another songfic. Yes, I am aware that all of my stories are oneshots and songfics. Nothing you should care about.


Here we are,

In the best years of our lives

With no way of knowing

When the wheel stop spinning


For once, Aphrodite wasn't causing the troubles in their relationship. For once, it was for a good reason. But that doesn't mean that they like it.

Hell, Annabeth would have given up everything just for him.


'Cause we don't know where we're going

And here we are

In the best days of our lives

And it's a go

Let's make it last


It doesn't really matter much for them.

They were just going to meet again, like those stupid cliche movies.

Wrong.

It's much more than that. Sure, they've gone through some pretty tough things in their lives together, but there's no way of knowing...

Who'll give up on the other first?


And cheers you all to that

'Cause this moment's never coming back

I used to know her brother

But I never knew I loved her

'Til the day she laid her eyes on me


There had been too much denial the aforementioned squealing goddess would have choked on. Oddly, the negative things had been the cement of the couple of the century.

But nothing will ever be able to hold against such distance. Except love. It is love. That was something a certain golden-haired young woman had tried to convince herself.

Is? Or is it... was?


Now I'm jumping up and down

She's the only one around

And she means every little thing to me


At the other safe haven known as Camp Jupiter, another half of the couple most commonly known as Percabeth among the Long Island campers was trying to strike up a conversation with a fellow purple-clad camper.

Frank was no help. He was nice, but try as he might, nothing came back to him.

He only recalled. a single fragment from his foggy past. A girl named Annabeth something-or-other. He couldn't remember.

He may or may not have been in a relationship with her.

Nevertheless, she was important.


I got your picture in my wallet

And your phone number to call it

And I miss you more

Whenever I think about you

I got your mix tape in my Walkman

Been so long since we've been talking


Some time later...

Memories started coming back to him.

Every time Annabeth kissed him whenever he asked a stupid question. He replayed the most important moment in his life in his head.

The underwater kiss.

He started to panic. What if she had already moved on?

He recalled everything she had told him. Her darkest secrets, her favorites and so much more.

Nah, she wouldn't.

Percy chuckled. She had told him about her pink teddy bear, a fact that he would be holding over her head.


And in a few more days,

We'll both hoof up forever

And ever

And here I am

On the West Coast of America

And I've been trying to think for weeks

Of all the ways to ask you

Now I've brought you to the place

Where I'd poured out my heart

For a million times

For a million reasons

To offer it to you


He watched as the flying warship that had been a large silhouette previously.

The ship was beautiful, and it had a bronze dragon head on it.

But it did not fascinate him.

Percy's attention was on a tall blond girl.

She approached him and practically tackled him.

"You're Annabeth, right?"

She looked at him with eyes shining with tears, and those tears started dampening his shirt, which he had worn as a substitute for his toga.

He laughed. "Just kidding, Wise Girl."

Annabet glared at him and punched him in the arm lightly.


I used to know her brother

But I never thought I loved her

'Till the day she laid her eyes on me

Now I'm jumping up and down

She's the only one around

And she means every little thing to me


Years later...

"Kylie!"

Kylie Jackson pulled her hand away from her big brother's chocolate bar swiftly.

"What?"

"Sto-"

"Don't take your brother's sweets. It'll get you hopped up, and you'll break another glass." Percy scolded his daughter gently.

Annabeth kissed her husband on the cheek.

Smiling at their unruly children, she pushed them out of the door.

"You have basketball practice, right?"

"Mom-" Toby said.

"Go."

As they walked out of the door, Toby turned his head around and said,

"Keep it rated PG!"

"You're grounded."