Hi reader! This is my second one-shot, and please review if you like it! -EV3

Disclaimer: The story and characters belong to Rick Riordan. The cover art is by Burdge on Tumblr.

"Hurry up, Seaweed Brain! If we're late to dinner again, Chiron will put us on kitchen patrol for the fifth night this week…" I wait for Percy to reply with some stupid comment, but he doesn't say anything, probably because he knows that whatever comeback he has, mine will be better.

So I just tap my foot on the doorway to the Hermes cabin, and start filling out forms for shipping strawberries. Chiron likes to give Percy paperwork and me cabin inspection, so Percy splits his paperwork with me and we both do the cabin inspections.

This inspection, though, was a surprise, middle-of-the-month one, so all of the cabins only had about an hour to clean up… Which means that just about none of the cabins had actually cleaned up.

I sigh. "Percy!"

I hear a clatter and an "Ow!" from inside the cabin, then Percy yells, "Sorry! You know, if Travis and Connor had even bothered to pick up any of their stuff then maybe we would already be- is that sock moving?!"

I roll my eyes, walk into the cabin, and pull Percy out. He stumbles out, falls on his knees in the grass, and pretends to pray to the gods and gasp for air. "That," he gasps, "was terrifying."

I smirk and ask, "So what would you give them, a 1 or 0?"

Percy looks up at me. "Don't they have negative numbers?"

I scratch out a "1" on my clipboard and begin fast-walking towards the mess hall. I call back to Percy, "At least their sheets were on their beds and not being worn as togas this time."

I hear him panting as he jogs behind me. "Really, do you have to walk that fast, Annabeth? I don't mind not spending another meal alone."

I smile to myself as I walk up the stairs to the mess hall and say, "Well, remember, you won't be alone at the fireworks tonight, Seaweed Brain."

He smacks his forehead with a mock frown and says, "Oh, that's right! I totally forgot that I told one of my favorite people that I would spend tonight with them."

I whirl around, playing along with a mock angry. "Oh? And who would that be?"

Percy slides onto the bench at the Poseidon table and smirks, "Guess you'll have to find out later, Wise Girl, 'cuz we're here!"

I shake my head and hear Connor Stoll yell, "Yeah, and 'cuz PDA isn't allowed in the mess!"