ANNABETH
Annabeth looked on smugly as her boyfriend was agonizing in her body.
She's a daughter of Athena, and she knew that Aphrodite must've been up to something when she had showed up at one of her and Percy's worst moments and knocked them both out. She cringed, remembering what she had gone through.
Annabeth woke up at about 5:45 in the morning; she looked up in the sky and saw that Apollo hadn't brought the sun up. She frowned. Everything felt heavy, sluggish. Her eyelids were heavy, her body was heavy and sluggish; it was as if her body was saying 'Hello, Annabeth? You're not supposed to be up this early! This is against nature."
Except she was always up this early.
Annabeth struggled to get up and the stiff, sluggish feeling didn't recede. One good thing was that she felt stronger, as if she had all the power in the world in her biceps and triceps. A cool morning breeze blew through the air, but she didn't shiver at all.
The second sign.
She knew that she got cold easily; maybe too easily. That's why she isn't particularly fond of going swimming or going skiing, she's a sickly person who doesn't have too good of an immune system. She's a thinker, not a hiker. Strong mentally, not physically.
Annabeth looked out towards the lake, and immediately felt several times stronger. There was a slight tugging in her gut, as if the ocean was calling to her like they were personal friends or something. She stretched out; her body still seemed stiff and it didn't seem like it would stretch out or loosen up any time soon.
Suddenly, she accumulated a piercing headache. It felt as if someone was pounding her head with a repeated hammer, saying, 'You're not supposed to have all these thoughts at once!'.
Her eyes flew open. No doubt people at Camp would be looking for her; it was a miracle that the camp harpies hadn't hunted her down and ate her up for a midnight snack yet. But the main question still was evident to her…Where's Percy?
She looked around, and didn't see anyone. Percy had gotten knocked out with her didn't he?
Immediately, anger coursed through her veins. Aphrodite was never the strongest goddess, nor was she the most influential out of all the deities in the Olympian pantheon. However, she was the most annoying and could instigate the biggest wars and battles known to man; not just over spouses, but love of money, love of their nation (nationalism), love of their habits, love of independence, and different deadly attractions. Who did she think she was, tampering in her and Percy's love life?
Annabeth gritted her teeth as the wind started to pick up; a crack of thunder resonated through the sky. The water in the lake moved restlessly and the waves crashed on the shore and on each other, giving it an illusion of an unstoppable avatar of the elements. A single rain drop fell from the sky.
Annabeth started to panic. There was no way that any spot in nature should be affected negatively around Camp Half-Blood—she didn't know what was happening. As she did when she was nervous, she started pulling on her hair and biting her lip.
And that's when she noticed.
Her hair was gone; replaced by some messy black mess on her head. She narrowed my eyes; it seemed like something that would be a good prank…except there wouldn't be anyone who would be brave or dumb enough to try it on her out of all people. Maybe if she went to camp, someone would see her and see how angry she was, and confess. Then she would kill them.
Annabeth started to jog, faster and faster until it was a full sprint…it was full out pouring now; she was running in the mud and jumping over fallen tree branches that had been felled by the strong wind that had picked up in the last two minutes. She felt unstoppable; why shouldn't she be the most powerful demigod ever? She is the son of…
Wait, what?
She was the daughter of Athena. Where did the word 'son' come from? Was she slowly going crazy from this dumb prank that had been pulled on her?
She reached the main ground of the camp, and passed by the pegasi, where either she had voices in her head, or she was hearing horses talk to her in her mind.
'Boss!'
'How are you?'
'It's him! It's him!'
Annabeth shook her head as she ran faster…then stopped abruptly. Where was Percy? She was sure that he would have been in the Camp vicinity…if he got taken again…she wouldn't be able to handle it.
A plan immediately started to form in her mind. She would do what she did months ago when she thought that Percy was playing a joke on her…she would wait at his cabin; he would have to come sooner or later. Then again, last time when Hera took him, he had never come to the cabin, which worried her.
Annabeth ran to the front step of the Poseidon cabin, and immediately felt right at home; this was where she belonged out of anywhere in camp. Not even the Athena cabin could comfort her.
She noticed some Demeter and Aphrodite girls walking in a group of about ten gorgeous girls walking past the Poseidon cabin; probably to their little make-up station. Annabeth shook her head, but her eyes nearly popped out of her head when she stared too long at their legs. An uncomfortable feeling erupted in her groin area; something was poking through her pants. She rolled her eyes and tried to adjust the thing…she probably had some pencil she had left in her pants that fell down and stood upright. As she was running.
Unfortunately, the group of girls caught sight of her looking awkward, adjusting her crotch area. They smiled seductively and one named Jenny commented, "Like what you see, Jackson? Because we surely do…your little friend…or should I say BIG friend…is waving at us."
Some of the girls laughed as they looked her up and down as if sizing him up to see how he would taste for dinner…or, more appropriately, a midnight snack. Jenny licked her lips.
"But too bad you're going out with Annabeth Chase. That smart, stuck-up girl. Because if you weren't, you wouldn't miss out on all of this." And Jenny turned around, showing her ridiculous body; not helping Annabeth's case…her disturbance in her crotch seemed to try to grow bigger. Annabeth quit trying to make things logical and shook her head, pushing open the Poseidon cabin door and going straight to the mirror. And that's when she let out a scream of agony, "APHRODITE!"
She had sea green eyes, ones that were swirling with emotion like it did when Percy either got angry or passionate about something…mostly her, but it could be other things also.
Her messy black hair hung near her eyes, and her nicely packed chest showed through the shirt that Seaweed Brain had on when they were knocked out. Annabeth blushed when she saw Percy's muscular arms that were accentuated well by his black shirt that had the words 'Watch And Learn' in green lettering over the chest that complimented his…her…eyes. She blushed furiously when she peeked in her pants and saw his male parts still standing up at attention.
'Why would Percy be excited looking at those girls', Annabeth thought. She thought of her question and dismissed it as a dumb interrogative.
Percy is a semi-normal guy with normal hormones…of course the sight of girls half dressed with model bodies would get him physically excited. But she suddenly felt a rush of affection for the Seaweed Brain that she has gone through so many life and death situations and yet he's turned down all these desperate girls. Annabeth could tell by the pleading edge to their voices, and their defensive posture as if they were bracing for a fight…that her silly boyfriend had fought for her more than once.
But now was not the time for mushy thoughts. Annabeth narrowed her eyes, and smiled in the mirror, prompting her to take a step back…that was the same smile that she had fallen in love with since she was 12 years old and meeting this impertinent kid who had just lost his mother.
Annabeth then heard giggling outside, and heard the door open. She rushed out, eager who it was. There, standing there and facing her, was herself. Annabeth Chase, lean and lithe, blonde hair and gray eyes, and with a scowl on her face stared back at her. The scowl turned into surprise and her boyfriend, in Annabeth's body, reached instinctively for Riptide. It was not in his pocket however; Annabeth's hands closed around the pen.
Everything was a daze from then on…until she just said, "Come on, Seaweed Brain. You don't know what happened?"
She hoped to Zeus that her boyfriend was in her body, because a look of shock and confusion flashed over Fake Annabeth's face, but melted into acceptance and resignation. She took out a portable mirror and gave it to Percy, and he looked at himself in the mirror…and realized what happened.
So now, Percy was pacing back and forth quickly as he agonized in her body, occasionally poking his new breasts as he was thinking and praying that this was a dream. He turned to me, and spoke frantically in my voice (creepily enough) "What do we do now? I AM A GIRL!"
It seemed pretty funny to see a girl scream frantically the fact that she's a girl, with her head tilting from back to forth, hair swinging. The truth was, Annabeth was panicking also…she couldn't handle this new friend in her crotch area…it was still erect as she was looking at Percy in her body.
Percy stared in disgust at the predicament that Annabeth was in, then burst out laughing, his gray eyes closing slightly as he laughed her laugh. It was still strange to watch it from an outside perspective.
Do I really tilt my head like that?
Annabeth glared at Percy as he laughed…a nervous one though. She smiled at him though; and looked around. "We pretend like there's nothing wrong."
"I AM A GIRL!"
"I can see that." She was appealing to the logical side of Seaweed Brain's…well…brain.
"There will be too much chaos if people realized that we switched bodies…so we play it cool. Nothing happened, and we just adjust to live in each other's body."
"Are you on your period?"
Annabeth face palmed her masculine forehead. "If I was on period, you would know. Trust me."
Percy visibly cringed, earning a laugh from Annabeth. Annabeth looked at him in sympathy, then tried to understand his point of view; the dude who beat Kronos, Gaea, and Ares…the manliest of teenagers she knew of probably except for Clarisse. Switched into a girl's body…his girlfriend's body at that. No doubt that he probably peeked a little. She started feeling self- conscious. But Percy smiled, then pushed Annabeth on the bed, straddling him.
He gave her a small kiss, then said, "If any couple can work this Zeus-forsaken incident, it's us. We'll do this for a couple of days, then we'll go to Olympus and fix that. And plus, Aphrodite might be right, we may need to walk in each other's shoes for a while…literally."
Annabeth smiled and pushed him off the bed…so hard that he fell off. Annabeth covered her mouth in apology, and said, "Sorry! I didn't know I was so strong."
Percy shook his head and started to leave, but turned around. "And if there's anyone who can be you better than you can, it's yours truly."
He was teasing, but he had a playful sparkle in his eyes. Annabeth smiled back. "I'll take you up on that. I bet no one will know the difference." She did a macho pose and strutted down the cabin. Percy laughed, shook his…or her head…and walked out.
