Just whipped this up! The harpies are the calling birds, just for clarification, and it's set JUST after Last Olympian. Enjoy and please review! Sorry this one is so short.
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Note: I know it's been a few days, and I would have said this yesterday if I hadn't been so rushed, but take a moment of silence to honor those who are no longer with us due to the shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary School.


On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me… Four calling birds.


Percy

How could he have been so careless?

That was all he could think as he and Annabeth raced through the night, desperately trying to outrun the screeching harpies behind them. He supposed that it wasn't his fault they had been thrown into the lake, but nonetheless he had lost track of time and night had fallen. Within minutes of emerging from the canoe lake, the harpies had sniffed them out, pursuing them eagerly. Chiron and Mr. D. weren't kidding when they stressed on and on about the curfew rules, that was for sure.

"Seaweed Brain, your cabin!" Annabeth called, darting straight past her own.

He couldn't imagine why she would do that, considering it cost them an extra twenty seconds of danger, but the harpies were closing in and there was no time to argue. He followed without hesitation, forcing his legs to move faster.

Somehow, she had gotten farther than him, and was holding open his cabin door when he got there. Wordlessly, he sprinted inside as she slammed the door shut behind him. The harpies let out one last screech, before their horrible calling noises faded away. Thank the gods. They had made it, and the bird ladies had left.

Annabeth was giving him a weird, slightly flustered look from where she was standing.

"What?" he asked. "Is there something on my face?"

To his surprise, she laughed. "Gods, Percy. Sometimes I wonder if there really is seaweed mottling your thoughts. No, nothing is on your face."

"Well then why were you staring at me like that?" He was honestly confused.

"It's just been such a weird day. The war ended, Rachel became the oracle, we were thrown into a canoe lake where we stayed for a few solid hours kissing, and then harpies chased us. Ever wonder if our lives can ever be normal?"

"What kind of question is that, Wise Girl? We're demigods, for crying out loud. Of course it can't ever be normal!"

"Sometimes I wish it were. Especially when it comes to things like this," she responded.

"Things like what?"

"You know… What happened in the lake? It's not exactly normal to be kissing your boyfriend ten feet underwater, surrounded by a bubble of air."

He felt himself blush, and saw her doing the same. Had she called him her boyfriend? She had. Percy had had a crush on Annabeth for a long time, but she had always just been his best friend. Nothing more. He knew that she had liked Luke for a long time, and he had been jealous, but he had never really pushed her too hard on the issue. He hadn't thought she would ever like him back.

Then, she had kissed him.

Gods, she was right, even the things that should have been so simply regular were weird in his life.

"Boyfriend?" he asked at last, mentally chiding himself at how incredulous he sounded.

"Well what else do you call the person that you've been kissing?"

"Girlfriend," he grinned, knowing that this bit of smart-aleck would reward him with a glare.

He was right, of course. She glowered at him and then peeked out the tiny window by the door. "I don't see them. They must have gone back to wherever they stay. It's late; I'd better go back to my cabin now."

"Probably a good idea, but I have a question first," he said. "Why did you pass up your cabin in the first place?"

"Momentum, Seaweed Brain. It would have slowed us down if we had turned towards the door to my cabin. The harpies would have caught us, then."

"Oh, that makes sense," he muttered. Gods, she was smart. He never would have thought about that, and much less considered it while he was running for his life.

"Goodnight, Percy," she laughed, pecking him on the cheek.

"'Night, Annabeth. See you in the morning," he replied, letting the door close behind her as she left. Then, he walked over to his bunk and collapsed onto it, thoroughly exhausted. It was a good thing that Tyson had gone back with Poseidon to the sea kingdom, or else all of that would have been very embarrassing. With that thought, he fell into a sound sleep.