A/N: Yay! This is my very first fanfic! *does super-happy dance*

Spoilers: TLO (The Last Olympian)

Time setting: towards the end of TLO.

Rating: K+

Genre: Adventure/Romance

Summary: SPOILER ALERT: DO NOT EVEN READ THIS SUMMARY UNLESS YOU HAVE READ THE LAST OLYMPIAN. What happens when Percy decides to become a god? What will happen to Percabeth? Read to find out! (I know, this summary probably sucks. Whatever, just read it, please! *puppy dog eyes*)

Disclaimer: I *points to myself* don't own *shakes head* PJO *holds up all five books*. Oh, and in case you haven't noticed, I copied the italicized stuff at the begining straight out of the book.

OMG (Oh My Gods)

Chapter 1

"The Council agrees," Zeus said. "Percy Jackson, you will have one gift from the gods."

I hesitated. "Any gift?"

Zeus nodded grimly. "I know what you will ask. The greatest gift of all. Yes, if you want it, it shall be yours. The gods have not bestowed this gift on a mortal hero for many centuries, but, Perseus Jackson —if you wish it—you shall be made a god. Immortal. Undying. You shall serve as your father's lieutenant for all time."

I stared at him, stunned. "Um . . . a god?"

Zeus rolled his eyes. "A dimwitted god, apparently. But yes. With the consensus of the entire Council, I can make you immortal. Then I will have to put up with you forever."

"Hmm," Ares mused. "That means I can smash him into a pulp as often as I want, and he'll just keep coming back for more. I like this idea."

"I approve as well," Athena said, although she was looking at Annabeth.

"I'm not sure . . ." I said, uncertain of which would be the best choice.

"Percy." I turned around, and it was Poseidon who spoke "We can work side by side, father and son, for all eternity. What could be better than that?" I looked into his brilliant green eyes, and they showed the worry that the rest of his face tried to hide. It was almost as if he were telling me, Please, Percy. Please say yes. I don't want to lose you.

I looked over to Annabeth. Her face was pale, and her stormy grey eyes showed the same worry. She seemed to be thinking, Please, Seaweed Brain. Please say no. I don't want to lose you.

I shook it off. There was no way they could actually be thinking that. I had to be imagining things. I must be.

Or was I?

Still, even if I wasn't, there was so much I would miss about being mortal. Change, for one. It would be boring to stay the same for all eternity. Or maybe it wouldn't . . . I stopped my thought in its tracks, moving on to the next reason. There were so many other things I would miss. Tyson, Grover, my mom, all the other people I would leave behind, and . . . I shuddered, forcing myself not to think her name. I looked over to Aphrodite. As mad as I was at her, she was the one who would be the most sympathetic with my reasons.

"I need to think it over," I said, my voice cracking. "I need to talk to—" I hesitated, already embarrassed over the two names I was about to say, "Annabeth and Aphrodite."

I looked at all of their faces. Annabeth looked relieved. Aphrodite looked overjoyed, although she was applying about a ton of makeup at the same time. Athena looked murderous. Poseidon looked confused, and, as always, Dionysus looked like he couldn't care less.

"Very well," said Zeus.

Annabeth and Aphrodite both stood up. I shook my head. "Separately," I said. "Annabeth first." Athena gave me a look that could've probably killed me and I wouldn't have been surprised.

Annabeth nodded and followed me into the hall.

"What are you waiting for, Seaweed Brain?" she asked when we got there. "Go ahead and let them make you a god." Her face was pale again, but she spoke with fake confidence, trying not to show her worry. I'd never seen her like this before, and it scared me slightly.

"Annabeth, I don't want to leave you."

She hopeful, but she seemed to try to suppress it and went back to her "confident" look. "I still think you should become a god. You have a lot to teach them. Please, Percy, promise me one thing."

"Anything."

She struggled to keep her face looking professional. "Make sure they claim all of their children, and have them acknowledge all of the minor gods and their children. Have cabins built for all of the minor gods. And Hades."

"Of course."

She looked at me for a second, and, just as she did on Mount St. Helens, she kissed me. "Goodbye, Seaweed Brain," she said.

"I will find some way to make you a goddess," I told her, blushing like a tomato. "I promise."

She shook her head, trying to blink back her tears. "I don't think that's possible, Percy," she said. "The gods aren't going to make someone a god or goddess just because you want them to." Dang it, even when she's upset she can still manage to be a know-it-all. And still manage to be correct.

"Maybe," I said, "but I just have this feeling . . . Annabeth, I- I- I love you. Hopefully, I'll have love on my side."

A look of shock crossed her face for a second. Then she smiled faintly and said again, "Goodbye for now, Seaweed Brain."

As I started to leave, she said "Percy?"

"What?"

"I . . . I l-l-love you, too." She seemed to be struggling for words. Not at all like her, yet somehow, it made perfect sense that it would be hard for her to say that to me. It was probably harder for her than it was for me. Classic Annabeth. Then she punched me on the arm before we went back to the throne room. Even with my invulnerability, I could tell that the punch wasn't as hard as it usually was. She must have been very distracted.

"Aphrodite?" I called as I entered the room.

"Coming," she said in a singsong voice, still fussing over her makeup. As we entered the hall, she said, looking absolutely delighted, "didn't I tell you I was going to make your relationship difficult?"

I struggled with words. "Ummmmm, yeah, about that—"

"And, of course, you now have a difficult decision to make, courtesy of moi, which will severely affect your love life!"

"Yes, I know, but—"

"Oh, Percy, isn't love wonderful?"

"APHRODITE!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. Good thing the walls were soundproof. I think.

Suddenly, Aphrodite looked angry, extremely angry. "Umm, I mean . . . yes, love is wonderful." She calmed down, so I continued, although it was difficult to talk to someone who was constantly applying makeup. "Well, Annabeth wants me to become a god, on one condition." I explained Annabeth's condition. She looked absolutely devastated, and then extremely angry. She obviously wanted me to pick the other option. Before she could turn me into a toad or something, I quickly said, "I also promised that I would find some way to make her a goddess. Do you know of any way?"

Aphrodite looked thoughtful, but she might have been contemplating the best way to fix her eye shadow. "And why are you asking me instead of, say, Athena?" She asked. "You know, 'Athena always has a plan'." She scrunched up her face like she smelled something bad and said it in a voice that gave me the distinct impression that she hated that saying.

"Because, Athena wouldn't be as sympathetic once she found out that I was doing it out of love. She'd be even less sympathetic once she found out it was out of love for her own daughter." I shuddered at the thought. Then I decided to suck up a bit. "Plus, you must be really powerful to be able to control everybody's love lives. You could probably come up with an idea in no time."

I didn't understand how what I said made sense, but, apparently, it worked. Her face brightened up a little. She probably hadn't heard that one before, and it obviously pleased her. "Really?"

"Of course. Love is a very powerful thing."

She was beaming now. "Well," she said, frowning as if she were thinking of whether or not to tell me, "I did think of one way, but it'll be very dangerous for the both of you."

"Well, then, can you tell me?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," she said, like I was some 5-year-old who had just done something wrong. "Not until you become a god."

"Why?"

"Because I will only let you do this out of your love for Annabeth, not as a free ticket to immortality."

"Good point."

"Now, I suppose you will need my help with your other promise to Annabeth. I suppose I can talk to the Council for you."

"Thanks." I probably should have left it at that, but my ADHD got the better of me. "Why are you doing all this for me and Annabeth?" I asked.

"Well, I always respect a mission done out of love. Also, you and Annabeth are such a cute couple. I simply adore a tragic love story, and I can't wait to make this story even more tragic! Now, let's talk to the Council."

As we walked into the throne room (well, I walked and she skipped), I thought, Huh. Maybe even Aphrodite can be as smart as Athena, even if it's for a completely different reason. But please, don't tell either of them.

A/N: Soooooooo, how'd you like it? You know you want to review. Good review? Thanks! Constructive criticism? Sure, I'd like that! *sighs* Flame, if you must. I won't like it very much, but I understand that the reason many people flame is because they just want the story to get better. So I guess I'm okay with that.

Sorry if you think that my version of Percabeth is OOC. I know that Percabeth isn't a particularly lovey-dovey couple, so I tried not to make it seem that way. Sorry if I failed at keeping them in character. Oh, well.

Anyways, as an incentive to get people to leave reviews, I will respond to the first reviewer! :D I know, I know. It's a dream come true to have your review answered by none other than moi! *heavy sarcasm* I will copy and paste your review and answer it in the next chapter. The only reason I won't answer to your review is if it's inappropriate for a K+ story or if you ask me not to. EmiJStar, DO NOT REVIEW UNTIL SOMEONE ELSE HAS ALREADY REVIEWED! I PROMISE TO RESPOND TO YOUR REVIEW, TOO! :D Just in case you have no idea what I'm talking about, EmiJStar is my BFF. We actually know each other offline *gasp!* I know, shocker! :-P Anyways, I want to give everyone a chance, so I don't want her to be the first reviewer. It's not like you know me offline. At least, I think you don't. . . .

AND there's another incentive to get people to review! C^: I already have the next chapter written, and I will post it as soon as I see one review. That's right, ONE review. It's not that hard. So review! :D:D:D:D:D:D
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