Hey to y'all(JK I don't live in Texas or whatever... Or do I?) super awesomeish (some of you are super-awesomeish but some of you eat bananas... Wait, what?) readers of (I know I put too many parenthesis when I write! So sue me!). Here is the super awesome... Famous(not really)... Epic and cool... FrostyDiamonds77 here with another super awesome(not really) fanfiction for you super-awesome (and probably only existent in my imagination because my stories suck..) fans! This is my first fanfic, but I swear to Zeus that I'm pretty good with grammar and all. I just don't know if my stories are any good. OK, after the second weirdest introduction in the history of time(My best friend and I wrote a really strange letter to our pen-pal that involved fire-breathing fish, pants on fire, and April Fool's Day..) I probably should get on with the story... FrostyDiamonds77; signing out! Oh, I've always wanted to say-well, type- that!
This takes place some random time in the Mark Of Athena. Don't ask when. I really don't know... And I really like the word random.
JasonPOV
Jason was jealous. Yes, that's right, the all famous Jason Grace who defeated Krios and toppled Saturn's throne was jealous. Of a lowly son of Poseidon! In other words, the object of his hate was none other than Percy Jackson. Jason shouldn't have had any reason to be jealous; he was the perfect Roman leader everyone looked up to and respected. But something about Percy Jackson just got on his nerves. Everyone seemed to look to Percy whenever a dilemma popped up. Even Leo, his best friend (or so he had thought) and Piper, his girlfriend and also his friend (or so he had thought), spent more time with Percy than with Jason. And what really got to him-Percy didn't even seem to try! He didn't work to earn their respect. It just wasn't fair! Then Jason snapped. One day Jason strode into the mess hall-ish place to grab breakfast when he noticed rest of the seven + a crazy, bat-swinging maniacal satyr (Coach Hedge) chatting animatedly, with Percy smack dab in the middle. They were discussing Percy's many triumphs, or so it seemed to Jason. In reality, they were simply reliving all of Percy's infamous "Seaweed Brain" moments. "Hey, Jason!" Percy called out amiably. "The sleeper arises! Care to join us?" But Jason couldn't hear him through the sound of his blind rage. Who did this Percy Jackson guy think he was, waltzing in here and stealing his friends, girlfriend, and most important of all, pride? He unsheathed his gladius andcharged the backstabber.
Piper POV
Piper smiled dreamily at the couple Aphrodite had dubbed "Percabeth" reliving all of their adventures. It was so sweet! She shook her head. "Argh," she muttered. "The inner Aphrodite's catching up with me..." "What was that, Beauty Queen?" Leo, the annoying runt that he was, grinned jokingly and elbowed her side. "Are you going all 'Aphrodite girl' on us?" Piper sighed. "Oh, shut up, Repair Boy. Hey, where's Jason? Still sleeping?" Percy grinned. "Oh, sleeping like Mrs. O'Leary after a long, long day of hard play! Hey, that rhymes! I'm a poet and I didn't even know it!" "Shut up, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth grumbled, but her eyes were filled with affection. Awwwwww! Gah, stupid(oops) Aphrodite! Sorry, Mom! Piper quickly thought to herself incase her mom just happened to be listening to her conversation from up in Olympus. Most likely off shopping for an outfit to "match that thing I bought from the place next to that place with that cute thing that looked adorable with that other thing". But you never know when she might be stalking (ah, to harsh of a word choice) Percabeth (Awwww!). "Leo went to go wake him for breakfast, but he was still sleeping. We decided to let him rest." All of a sudden, the doors to the mess-hall-ish place flew open, revealing the demigod in question. Jason strolled in, but the second he caught sight of the group, Piper noticed an odd glint in his eyes that hadn't been there before appear in his eyes. "Hey, Jason!" Percy called out amiably. "The sleeper arises! Care to join us?" Okay, something was wrong. Jason now had a murderous look about him, much unlike his usual lovable self. In that moment, Jason did the unthinkable. He unsheathed his gladius and charged Percy. Faster than Piper could blink, Percy had his sword out and was instinctively parrying with Jason with a confused look on his face. "Jason, what are you doing?" Piper cried out. "Teaching this backstabber a lesson."
Ooh! What happens next? Will Jason defeat the mighty Percy Jackson, Savior of Olympus? Or will Percy... um... um... Gahflaugh! Drama in the author's note is harder than I thought.