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Annabeth POV

Percy just randomly gave me the best perfume that he picked up for me! It smells like Olympus mixed with honeysuckle! And right after that, he asked me out on our first official date! We're going to have a picnic on Half-Blood Hill and watch the sunset tonight.

As I get ready for our date, I see the perfume bottle on the dresser. There are no labels on it, so I can see the color of the perfume- a bright magenta. I spray some on, and there's that amazing smell. Just for the heck of it, I spray a couple more spritzes. Even though it's strong in the bottle, I can smell it on me for about 20 seconds, then the scent is gone! I figure this out after about ten sprays, so I decide to spray a bunch at once and see if the smell stays. The smell overwhelms me, and I feel slightly light-headed. Before I know it, my eyes feel really heavy, and I pass out.

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Percy POV

As I was walking to the climbing wall, I fell a huge urge to go to walk the other way, so I figure since this is my free hour, why not? I watch my feet as I walk, and I realize that one foot is bigger than the other because my sandals are slightly bigger on my left foot. Then I stop walking. Why am I at the infirmary? I didn't even realize-

"Percy!" I hear Chiron speak. "Come in! Annabeth has been exposed to a toxic substance, but we can't determine what it is yet. She's unconscious, but she will hopefully be up soon."

I run inside and immediately see Annabeth. I stop dead in my tracks. Sure enough, she's out cold and paler than Nico. I rush to her side. Even though Apollo kids are around her, they back away when I come, giving me some space.

I shake her shoulders. "Annabeth. Wake up!"

Annabeth shivers and opens her eyes. She sits up. "What's going on?"

"Well, you-" what is that smell? It smelled horrible, like garbage. But wait, the smell is changing... to... cookies. Like ambrosia, but scented. Amazing...

I realize I am staring, so I try to shake the smell away, but it stays.

"Annabeth... Why do you smell like cookies? Aaahhh..." I start drooling, and my head gets fuzzy.

"I think it's vanilla, not cookies," said a kid from the Apollo cabin. All of the Apollo boys mutter what they think she smells like.

"OOOHHH!" says an Apollo girl. "Well, that makes more sense, even though I'm not an Aphrodite kid, I've still learned about love potions. Chiron, we have a problem."

A/N: Not my best work, and I know, it's not very long, but I'm not feeling much inspiration tonight. Hope you like! PLEASE REVIEW! :D

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