Perseus Jackson watched his girlfriend, in the kitchen, where she wouldn't usually be, making his favorite blue cupcakes. Now that the war was over, Sally taught Annabeth, Nico, and Tyson, how to make blue desserts. Of course, she left him out on it.
But right now, a sexy gray-eyed, blonde girl, with a stray flour mark on his cheek, and her hair pushed back into a loose, messy braid, was licking blue frosting off her fingers, and his favorite, mouth-watering, delicious (like Annabeth), blue cupcakes were on the counter where Annabeth was frosting them, the scent, and his sexy-ass girlfriend, who he couldn't believe he had, calling his name, in his kitchen.
Percy opened his eyes, and wiped the drool off his chin.
Annabeth wouldn't give him any cupcakes until tomorrow.
That just wouldn't do.
So, he decided to bribe her.
He got off the backwards chair, he was sitting on like a horse, and snuck quietly up behind his Annabeth (Yes, HIS Annabeth), and wrapped his arms around her waist. He put his chin on her shoulder like a husband would do to his wife.
Annabeth made a small sound between a squeal, a moan, and a scream.
"Percy, what are you doing?" She asked the green-eyed, black haired, teenage boy, and savior of Olympus.
"Oh, nothing." Percy replied.
He started laying kisses, higher and higher on her neck. He reached her lips, and instead of a small peck, he leaned over and kissed her deeply. She moaned, and realized what he was doing.
"Percy, I'm not giving you any cupcakes!" Annabeth yelled.
"Please?" Percy pouted and whined.
"NO."
"Yes."
"NO."
"YES!
"NO!"
At this point, Percy got annoyed, dipped Annabeth down as if they were just ballroom dancing, and leaned down and kissed her, full-on, at what seemed to be the speed of light, though the kiss lasted ages. But, sadly, they were only HALF god, and needed to breathe. Annabeth leaned back against the fridge, and slid down against it, her hair flying up. Percy breathed raggedy, and recovered shortly after, but before Annabeth.
He paused, leaped up within 5 seconds,grabbed a cupcake, and ran like HELL.
"PERSEUS JACKSON!" came from the kitchen on the 7th floor from the vocal cords, of the most beautiful, scary girl in the world.
He was running/military hopping down the 3rd floor steps as she chased him.
He laughed, breathed hard, and as he continued he thought, 'Damn, me and Annabeth do something like this every day...just for cupcakes.'
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