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Percy: You don't own PJO/HoO series and you know it, Mel!

Me: Yes, I do. Now, to get some things out of the way:

1. This is a prompt (Violet: Royalty) story/submission for the April Contest (Colors of the Rainbow), an event in the Camp Half-Blood forum (link in my bio). Basically, we have to make a 'rainbow' consisting of seven color-prompts, so there are six more chapters after this!

2. Word count (without A/N): 1,000 (which is also the limit for each submission in this event)

3. The next chapters in this fic may or may not be related to each other.

4. I've decided to include the name of the pairings in each chapter. In this one it's Percabeth.

Oh! And the most important thing: enjoy!


Of Kings and Queens

Annabeth Chase had a great many nicknames. She was known as the Daughter of Athena, Hero of Olympus, Architect of Olympus, Head Counselor of Athena Cabin and even had to bear with some not-so-affectionate names the god of wine had christened her with, namely Annie Bell and Annie Girl.

Most of them, however, were given to her by none other than Percy Jackson, her idiot (and handsome and hot and . . . agh! Too. Damn. Gorgeous.) boyfriend.

He called her 'Wise Girl' most of the time and in return, she would call him 'Seaweed Brain'. Then there was this trend to call one's girlfriend 'sweet' and 'love' and 'baby' and even 'princess'; a trend Percy had apparently gotten acquainted with. And to be honest, Annabeth adored when he called her by those names, proclaiming that he was hers and she was his in front of anyone and everyone.

Don't get her wrong; Annabeth was an independent person, no one owned her, and she didn't need no knight in a shining armor, but with Percy, it was different. He never forced her to do something that she didn't like; heck, he couldn't compel her into any act other than the 'smother him with kisses' ones, and they both knew that. Percy always treated her like a she was royalty, and that was the other name that he called by.

Queen. Not his princess, but his queen.

That had begun on a random day. Percy had been casually talking to Malcolm in the Athena Cabin about some battle strategies and had seen Annabeth wearing a brand new purple t-shirt. He had exclaimed how she looked "just like the queen that she is" to say in his own words, and Annabeth had waved his comment, a bit flushed.

The name stuck after that.

At first, they received quite a few stares and quizzically arched eyebrow, but everyone at camp soon became nonchalant about Percy's antics, even beginning to address the couple as their "royal majesties".

Annabeth was okay about it, though. The camp was the first family she had ever had, and she knew that families were meant to tease you, as long as they supported and loved you as well.

She came back to the present once she realized that she had mistakenly chucked a stone in the Canoe Lake and had hit a naiad.

The water nymph grumbled a bit.

"Sorry!" Annabeth apologized promptly. "It was a mistake!"

She complained for a minute more but went away when she saw Percy and Annabeth was sure it wasn't because Percy's father or he himself controlled water.

It was her turn to grouch.

"Stupid, flirty nymph."

"Isn't someone jealous, huh?" Percy chuckled, placing his arm around her.

She leaned in almost involuntarily.

"Wow, Percy," she said, trying to push him away. "At least you figured out that she was all over you."

"What are you talking about?" Percy groaned when she did pull away. "She was more than a couple of feet away from us!"

Annabeth huffed but didn't say anything.

"Come on, Wise Girl." Annabeth managed to catch him pouting from the corner of her eye. "You know I love you and you only. Every other girl in this world is nothing to me. Except for my mom. 'Cause she's awesome."

Annabeth smiled. He was such a sweetie sometimes.

"I know."

Moments passed by and neither of them said anything. They didn't need to, for the serenity was something they both craved, even with the other's company.

The sky changed colors: first it was a calming blue, then it turned into a beautiful golden hue. Now, it was a mix of purple, deep blue and pink.

"You look beautiful in purple, Wise Girl," Percy suddenly said, grinning. "Just like the queen that you are."

Annabeth looked down at her clothes and registered the fact that she was, in fact, wearing a purple dress.

Coming to think of it, it was the dress Percy had bought for her as her birthday gift.

She swatted at his arm playfully.

"You only bought me this dress cause you like it, Perseus," she said, narrowing her eyes.

Annabeth expected him to laugh and play along. What she didn't expect was that he'd take it seriously.

"What?!" he exclaimed, jerking away from her slightly, nearly throwing himself in the lake (which wouldn't have made any difference with him being the son of Poseidon and all that). "You really don't like it? I can buy you another one of a different colo—"

Percy's rant faltered when he saw her smirking.

"Wha?"

Annabeth teasingly shoved the raven-haired boy.

"You get worked up too easily, Seaweed Brain," she remarked, chortling at his confused expression. "I love the dress. It's perfect for our dates."

Percy sighed in relief.

"I'm still not as confident in our relationship as you, my queen." His smile was soft and genuine, which made the blonde's heart do somersaults in her rib-cage. "I just know that I love you."

She had just enough time to murmur an 'I love you' back before Percy kissed her. Her mind registered the fact that the kiss wasn't passionate or fiery at all; it was slow and calming and exactly how a lakeside-date-kiss should be.

For nearly a couple of minutes after they broke apart, Annabeth couldn't open her eyes and she was sure neither could Percy. When they did, though, his sea-green orbs bore deep into her stormy-grey ones.

"You know what, Percy?" Annabeth whispered against his lips. "You're my king, too."

And Annabeth had never seen such a delightful look on his face. She'd be lying if she said that it didn't please her too much.

"A huge goof of a king, apparently," she said, rolling her eyes.

He kissed her again.


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