Chapter 1 - Percy's Predicament
Several months earlier, in Paris
What did Hermes put me in? Great, all I have to do now is try not to stutter and blush like crazy. Wait, what is she wearing? I hope the Aphrodite Cabin or the Stolls will never get their hands on this outfit.
Annabeth is wearing a dress the color of her eyes, which ended around her knees. There's a sash across her stomach which was light blue, and two inch straps, and half of her back was showing. She's also wearing black leggings and blue flats with a one inch heel. Gods, she looks amazing. And her hair is up in it's messy bun.
"Close your mouth and stop drooling", the blond girl smirked. I looked at my hands and wiped them across my lips, feeling the heat rise to my face.
"It looks like that you are either drooling at the sight of the restaurant, the Eiffel tower, or me", Annabeth smiled. Percy had no idea but to join in.
"Uh, I think I'm drooling at all of them. Let's go inside", I said.
"Okay Seaweed Brain", Annabeth called back, sprinting toward the building.
On my way there, I bumped into a boy who was three inches shorter than me, had blond hair and green eyes. "Sorry!" we both exclaimed in unison.
"What's your name?" Annabeth asked, for me in French.
"Je m'appelle Adrien," they boy said. "Comment t'appelles-tu?"
"Can you speak in English?"
"Yes, but not very good, but I want to practice English," Adrien concluded, then his eyes wandered off to somewhere else.
Before we lost our French English speaker, I asked, "Do you know where the nearest bakery or restaurant is? Not that one, I'm looking for something else."
"Yes, I do. They are good. Take a left and then a right turn," he replied.
"Thanks for your help Adrien!" Annabeth called, waving at him. She hurried to a map, then got what she needed. Then dragging me along, she pulled us into a bakery. There was a muscular man and a tiny lady, and a girl with raven-black hair tied back into two tails.
"Hi, my name is Marinette, and this is the Boulangerie Patisserie, and what do you want to have?" she asked politely.
"Can we have twelve macrons?" Annabeth added in French. "We only have American money, sorry."
"We get that a lot since we are near the airport, it will be 4 american dollars". Wow, that was a very affordable price. Stuffing a few in my mouth, I could agree they were delicious. Maybe that's why Adrien had a dreamy look on his face.
"KK Percy, time to explore the rest of Paris", Annabeth reminded me, and only then I realized half the box was empty. Grinning meekly, I shoved the rest for her. Marinette waved goodbye. We chose a seat outside, when suddenly the TV was shouting.
"All people please evacuate. Ladybug and Chat Noir will be coming to save you!" the TV screamed. But we stayed outside. A girl with a red suit covered with black polka-dots was leaping from roof to roof, using a yo-yo.
"Is that just me, or is a person jumping on a roof?" I mutter, looking above. This must be Ladybug. Then a blond boy with a black suit, a tail (belt), and a bell around his neck jumped to meet Ladybug.
"That must be Chat Noir", Annabeth sighs, and watches the scene before her.
"The duo try to find a certain chink in his armor, and ka-boom! The akumatized villain becomes a normal civilian again", A girl right next to me whispered. "I'm Ladybug's #1 fan, Alya. I run a blog called the "ladyblog", where I post videos of her in action."
Suddenly Annabeth jumped out from behind the car, and raced forward. Calling for me to summon a wave, we reached the battle scene. Alya's eyes widened, and she clicked the photo button. I looked at the thing in front of me. It was like a rectangular prism. Ladybug and Chat Noir are trying to target the thing's left arm, and Annabeth got that for them. She cut open the arm with her dagger (before MOA) and gave the thing to Ladybug. She preformed a routine, and a white butterfly came fluttering out of her yo-yo.
"Wow, that's amazing. Who are you and what are you doing here?" Ladybug asked.
"We are Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase", I responded. Both superheroes' eyes widened, and closed.
We decided to leave Paris before they could bombard us with questions. Calling on Hermes, we left.
A/N: Welcome! In case it took a while to understand, the point of view the first four chapters are from the character whose name is in the title. I apologize for the grammar mistakes, I would love to rewrite the story but I don't have time. Please leave a review; have a great day!