Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians

A/N This is my first story so I would love any constructive critisizm or any comments that could help improce my writting so review please.

This is why you should never let your boyfriend bake cookies. Especially if said boyfriend is a seaweed brained son of Poseidon.

Of course, I, of all people, should have realized that. But with his darn puppy eyes I just couldn't say no.

So let me start at the begging of all this so that all the females in this world do not make the same mistake.

Well actually, all the stepmothers of all those females could learn a lesson from this as well, a very big lesson.

Anyhow, on with the story,

It all started when Percy just had to drop by my house while my step mom was baking cookies. Of course, the moment he pranced, yes pranced into the house you could tell he wanted those cookies and nothing would stop him. Without even acknowledging his girlfriend's (me) presence he walked right up to the plate of cookies and practically inhaled them.

Satisfied he plopped down in chair. Feet propped up on the table Percy grinned, crumbs falling out of his mouth "So Wise Girl, got anymore of those."

Gods, he was such a Seaweed Brain did he not see my step mom had baked them?

With a well placed glare, he seemed to realize that.

He jumped up and quickly brushed the crumbs off himself. "Sorry Mrs. Chase" he said looking extremely sheepish, Percy, the Hero of Olympus, sheepish. Ha.

"Well," she said. "that was all the cookies."

"Can you make more?"

"I have to take Matthew and Bobby to a party sorry."

This caused a very depressed Percy. I tried my hardest not to laugh but apparently this wasn't working seeing that both my stepmom and Percy were staring at me.

"But,"

I did not like where this was going.

"Annabeth does know how to make them"

Percy's eyes lit up. Thank you step mom.

"Well Bobby and Matthew are waiting so, bye" and she left, with an oh so to satisfied smirk on her face.

"Sooo," Percy said "the cookies…."

"No"

"But please"

"Fine," Darn puppy dog eyes, stupid, cute, sea-green, sparkly puppy dog eyes.

At first it wasn't so bad, I'll admit that but then, it all turned wrong.

First was the flour, Percy being the Seaweed Brain that he was attempted to carry all 8 of the flour bags at once, despite me telling him we only needed one. Add one rapper left lying around on the floor and you get an explosion of white fluff.

That was just the begging.

"Can we please make them blue?"

Darn puppy dog eyes again.

I carefully handed the bottle of blue dye to Percy, giving him precise instructions on how many drops to put in.

Apparently he didn't think the dough was blue enough. As soon as he turned around I realized his hands were blue.

Seeing my disgust, he crept towards me, his blue hands leading the way. Before I could react I was on the floor and he was tickling me the dye staining my clothing.

I grabbed and egg from the table above and smashed it on Percy's head, the yolk began dripping down the side of his head.

Before long we had a pull blown food fight going on.

I was behind the island while Percy stationed himself behind the table which had been turned onto it's side.

Food was flying everywhere; flour clouding up the room.

"Ehemmm?"

Startled I turned around and there in the door frame was my step mom an egg dripping down her face.

Without a word she walked into the midst of a flour cloud and returned holding two mops.

And that my fellow females, is why you should never bake cookies with your seaweed brained boyfriend or face the consequences of a very angry step mom.

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