Just a little drabble I wrote cause for some reason this scene kept playing in my head. Set after the Last Olympian. Might add more...idk XD
Rick Riordan has and always will own Percy Jackson (:
Percy twirled the Minotaur horn around in his hand. It seemed so small and insignificant now after everything he had been through but the Minotaur was still the first monster he had ever really fought. He could still picture it. The crazy driving, the rain, finding out Grover was a satyr, then him getting knocked out and muttering 'food' the whole time. Percy smiled, and then there was Annabeth.
"You drool when you sleep." Percy thought that he had just imagined the voice then he heard the door shut. He was so lost in thought that he hadn't seen Annabeth walk in. She was wearing jeans and her orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt.
She had a smirk on her face as she walked to him. "Oh, right," He said looking down at the Minotaur horn in his hands, "Good times." Annabeth stood next to him as he put the horn back on the table. "Aren't you supposed to be at archery practice?" She asked.
Percy raised an eyebrow at her, "Aren't you supposed to be teaching people how to sword fight?" She shrugged and looked out the window. "Yeah, probably," She said, "But Chiron has been very lenient with the rules recently. Which makes since considering everyone is pretty much just going around celebrating."
Percy looked outside. New cabins were being built and he watched as Conner and Travis threw something into one of the newer cabins, actually new wasn't really the right word considering it still didn't have a roof yet.
As soon as the object dropped into the cabin Conner and Travis ran the other way. Soon campers were running out of the cabin and either coughing, plugging their nose, or looking a lot like they were going to toss their cookies everywhere.
Percy shook his head and laughed. "A stink bomb? Really?" Annabeth started laughing too. "Those two will never learn." She leaned against the window frame and turned toward him. He was only maybe a foot away from her and he noticed that her eyes were darker than normal.
It reminded him of when he first saw her, how they had reminded him of storm clouds. He was taller than her now though, almost a whole head taller, and she had to look up to him. Her curly blond hair was out of her normal ponytail which he liked.
He reached out and started twirling her hair. "So how lenient exactly was Chiron with the rules?" He said. Annabeth tilted her head and raised her eyebrow at him, "Why?" Percy shrugged like it was nothing, but stepped closer to her.
He was close enough to notice that she smelled like the strawberry fields. "I was just thinking that maybe you could, you know, stay here tonight and Chiron wouldn't notice." She smiled and stood up straight, she was only a few inches away from him now.
"He might not notice," She said slowly, a smile creeping onto her face. "I mean if you're actually offering." Percy smiled and kissed her. She took that as a yes.
