Percy and Annabeth sit on the old couch in his Mom's apartment, watching a movie.
Annabeth rubbed the scar from the hellhound on her forehead where the stitches lay.
"Stop doing that," Percy looked at her. "You're going to dislodge the stitches again."
"I can't help it!" Annabeth said desperately.
"Watch the movie."
After a while, Annabeth was confused, again.
"Why is he a bad guy?" She asked Percy.
"He does bad things." He replied.
"Is that guy bad or good?" She pointed to the screen.
"Good."
"Good what?"
"You asked if he was bad or good. He is good."
"No I didn't. I didn't say anything."
"Gods, Annabeth."
"WHY DOES HE HAVE A GUN?! HES A LITTLE KID!" Annabeth jumped up and screamed at the TV.
"Annabeth, HES A MIDGIT. HE WAS THE OOMPALOOMPA IN THE PLAY!"
"Di immortals." She muttered. "Why is that guy sitting down after killing the mobsters? Shouldn't he be running from the cops?"
"He just got shot in the heart, Annabeth."
"WHY THE HADES IS HE SMOKING WEED AND DRINKING SCOTCH THEN?!"
"Annabeth that is medical marijuana and cough medicine."
"WHY IS HE DOING THAT? HE SHOULD BE DEAD!"
"For the love of Zeus, Annabeth,"
"What?"
"WATCH THE GODS DARNED MOVIE!"
"I am."
5 minutes of silence until she piped up again.
"Why did that girl kill her husband?"
"He stole her money."
"Why'd he do that?"
"I dunno."
"You seashell brain."
"Seaweed brain." He corrected her.
"I said that!" Annabeth defended.
"Uh-huh."
"Why did she stuff him in a freezer?"
"Annabeth, that's a coffin, not a freezer."
"If she murdered him why the hades would she do that?"
"If you murdered me, would you stuff me in a coffin or a freezer?"
"Why would I kill you?"
"Annabeth. Seriously?"
"…" Silence. "Why are we watching a movie? I thought we were hunting monsters…"
"MY GODS ANNABETH."
"Why are you yelling at me? Watch the gods' darned movie!"
Percy sighed in defeat. For once, he felt like the Wise Guy and Annabeth was the Seaweed Brain.
"WHAT IS HE DOING? THAT'S THE GOOD GUY!"
"Annabeth, he's a bad guy, he's supposed to do that."
"No- he's the good guy!"
"Annabeth, NO HES NOT. SEE!" HE pointed at the screen. Percy buried his face in his hands. "Oh my gods."
"Well, excusseeee me! I have heart trauma!"
"Annabeth, its brain injury and memory loss."
"Oh." She said. "How'd I get that again?"
"Di immortals. Here we go again…" Percy grumbled as Annabeth fired off another round of questions about the movie.
Hope you liked it. I had the idea after I watched Sabotage with my dad. Was it good? Review!