Hi all readers! :D It's me again! Miss me? No? Thought so...
Okay, basically, this setting is in an airport, where Percy picks up Annabeth and drives her to his house.
I may or may not have timed everything wrongly, but yeah... Sorry 'bout that...
Oh yeah, and disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson, but I wish I did ;D
Anyway, enjoy! I hope...
Annabeth POV
"Hey, you've grown taller! " I said to Percy. He had definitely shot up since the last time I saw him. He was now at least one head taller than me. I stood on my toes and kissed him lightly, taking in his addictive sea scent. Percy swept me off my feet, carrying me bridal style and taking me by surprise.
"Let me go!" I yelled, flushing pink. How dare that seaweed brain carry me like that! What happened to my pride and dignity? And besides, am I that light? Surely I'm not that easy to just pick up, like a plastic Barbie doll.
"Nope. Why should I put you down? You're so cute when you're angry." Percy grinned like a five year old. I huffed, while secretly enjoying the attention my absolutely gorgeous boyfriend was giving me.
Percy carried me out of the airport with ease and proudly showed me a Maserati spyder parked out side. It was bright red, with a black streak running down the centre.
"Like it?" Percy asked excitedly, finally putting me down and was currently bouncing up and down like the little childish five year old he is.
I nodded, wondering where the money came from. His mom would never buy him such an expensive car. Ever.
"I had to work my head off at McDonalds for almost a year to buy her. Okay, fine, maybe mom and dad chipped in a little. Isn't she just wonderful?" Percy went all dreamy eyed while staring at his new car.
"Are you telling me that she replaced me? I'm horrified!" I gasped, pretending to be mortified.
"You know nobody can replace you, wise girl." Percy pouted.
"Kidding. Come on. I can't wait to see Sally and Paul!" I said, smiling. It felt really good to loosen up. I was always so uptight at home, in my old school.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, Sally and Paul are kind of on a vacation. You know Aphrodite."
I nodded my head understandingly. Aphrodite can be such a pain sometimes. I mean, just last week, she sent two-way tickets to France to Dad and Susan. Then, she sort of charm spoke them to go and they were featured on her new show called 'Mortals on vacation'.
Percy held the car door open for me and bowed. "Here you go, your royal highness." He said in one of the most phony British accents I've ever heard.
"Why thank you, my loyal subject." I replied in an equally horrible British accent as I got into the car.
Percy got into the driver's seat, one arm resting on my lap and the other on the driving wheel. He speeded down the highway and towards his new house. Seems like Sally made good money by writing about her son's adventures. I know, the Percy Jackson series was written by 'Rick Riorodan' to you mortals. Actually, he's Chiron. Turns out he can do many forms, not just a teacher in a wheelchair. Huh, what do you know? A quick way to earn money is to get your demigod son to tell all his adventures and publish them for fifteen dollars per book.
I took in the view of new York, studying the magnificent structure of each sky scraper. After what seemed like a hundred sky scrapers, Percy pulled up beside a huge stretch of landed houses.
He stopped directly beside a small, quaint house that sort of looked like a cottage more than a bungalow in the Big Apple. That must be his house. It looked cosy, like it belonged in some sort of vacation spot instead of here.
I saw a look of warning in those oh-so-mesmerizing green eyes of Percy's. "Annabeth, remember that neighbor I told you about?"
"Yeah. Elise, right? You told me about her in your last IM right before you ran out of drachmas. She lives in that house, correct?" I pointed to a huge, monster-sized house which was five stories high. Sure, it looked magnificent, but it wasn't really an architectural wonder after I've seen all those sky scrapers. Not to mention it also looked pretty creepy. Okay, that was the understatement of the year. It was totally creepy.
It was magnificent, but in a twisted way. Stone statues of bats hung from the window stills, and the entire building was painted black, except for some grey parts. There was a brass knocker on the mahogany front door, in the shape of what looked like a hell hound. The owner was probably some gothic evil vampire.
I took out my phone and snapped a photo of it.
Perfect. Nico's dream house.
The house on the other side, however, was a different story.
Seems like Percy has lots of bad luck with neighbors. The other house was burned to the ground. Seems like construction was underway or something. The place was fenced up, with construction equipment everywhere. Although as to why anyone would want to burn down their house just to rebuild another is a complete mystery.
Percy shook his head sadly.
"She lived there." He told me.
"You mean she shifted out?" I asked, confused. I didn't get it.
"Annabeth, the key word is 'lived'. Past tense."
I paled. "She died in a fire?" I asked, horrified.
"I'm so sorry Percy, I didn't know..." I trailed off. From what I've heard so far, she was pretty sweet.
Percy chuckled and shook his head.
"Nah, but her luck's rotten. First, her dad died in some freak accident, then, her mother, who was on a flight home, well, the plane crashed. Then, her house was burnt to the ground. And all her possessions were taken by some evil rich uncle." Percy said.
"Bad luck? This isn't bad luck." I frowned.
"Then?" Percy asked, confused. Ah, that seaweed brain. Hasn't he put the puzzle pieces together yet?
"Remember That poor daughter of Hades we found? Both her parents were also killed in a plane crash. And that son of Apollo? Poor guy had his whole house destroyed by a fire. This isn't bad luck. This is demigod luck."
"Doubt so, kiddo." Percy ruffled my hair.
"Hey!" I smacked his hand away. Just because I was shorter than him now does not mean he can treat me like a little girl.
"What? Anyway, she doesn't give off the demigod vibe. I really don't think she's really that much of a concern." Percy said confidently, as if he knew he was correct and I was wrong.
"Excuse me? Last time I checked, I was the know it all, not you. I'll bet you five bucks she's a Half Blood." I scoffed arrogantly. I felt a little guilty, but Percy deserved it.
"Fine, bet on." Percy narrowed his eyes and we glared at each other.
"Let's go inside." I sighed and dragged Percy behind me. Before he opened the door, he paused for a while.
"Annabeth, Elise is staying with us for a while, okay? Just try not to pry too much. Even I don't have the full details. All I know is one day, Poseidon came begging Sally to take her in. He even handed us some fake adoption papers. Please don't start snooping around. Please? " Percy gave me his infamous puppy dog eyes. That's it. Poseidon's interference tells me the gods are involved. Something's definitely up.
I took one look at Percy and decided to agree with him. For the time being.
Luckily I didn't swear on the river Styx, though, because the gods were hiding something, and if I didn't find out what, my name is so not Annabeth Chase.
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