As he sat there in the waiting room of the hospital, he recalled all that they had been through, the distances they had come, together. Memories flooded him, and a small smile played across his weathered lips. Sure, they had married young, but that's just what happens when you're in love.
Flashback
They sat in the Green Pine Diner, their favorite, eating their usual. Him, a plate of scrambled eggs and toast with a side of strawberry jam, and her, a bowl of oatmeal and a cup of fruit salad. Sitting in their usual booth, they watched the snow fall gently on the New York streets while sitting in comfortable silence. Suddenly, she spoke; "You know, everybody's been asking me when we're gonna get married." He choked on his eggs before swallowing them and taking a deep breath. They had been dating since they were sixteen, and now they were twenty five. It only made sense that she would ask the inevitable, but if only she didn't have to catch him off guard like that. She narrowed her eyes and stared quizzically at him, in a way only a child of Athena could. He cleared his throat. "Well, not that it's any of their business, and I was waiting until our anniversary to do this, but..." When he pulled the small, black velvet box out of his coat pocket, her face lit up, and when he slid the box across the table for her to open it, the grin on her face warmed his heart to an inferno. She slid the ring onto her finger and they jumped up simultaneously, meeting in the aisle for a warm embrace. It was made official by this unconventional proposal; Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase were getting married.
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He looked down at his wedding ring lovingly, turned the fragile gold band to read what she had written. ''To my seaweed brain, forever and for always". He had inscribed something equally as gushy on her band, and they had laughed about it for years. But he meant it. The words he had used were cliché for a reason; they worked! It had always seemed that they only way to describe his love was with those gushy words, words sweet enough to cause cavities. Fortunately, those words were the only conventional thing about the wedding. As abnormal as they proposal had been; the wedding was ten times more so.
Flashback
They stood on a makeshift platform in the middle of the strawberry fields at Camp Half Blood, under a tent of cream colored canvas. A hot day in June, they could see the sun shining brightly through the camp, almost as much as they could sense the sweet smell of strawberries lingering in the air. Annabeth wore a dress of the lightest sea green jersey, and Percy wore chinos and a polo a few shades darker. The service itself was short, all the better for the many ADHD minds in attendance, but the words that were said, however concise, were enough to make one's heart soar. The Vows were no different. They each had narrowed down their feelings into one short paragraph, and the effect couldn't have been any more charming. The party was the opposite of the service, raging on into the early morning, and the new husband and wife shared their first dance together to the tune of Louis Armstrong's 'What a Wonderful World'. When the first sunlight hit, they drove off together in an open car, off to their honeymoon in Greece, which couldn't have been any nicer. The couple spent two weeks scuba diving in the turquoise waters, climbing the rocky cliffs, and visiting all the ancient places their parents had been idols in. The trip screamed of adventure, romance, and curiosity; a perfect mixture of the two young demigod minds. When it came time to return, a trip they did by boat, the two had fallen for each other all over again.