Okay, confession time. Previous account was EliWarp or IamElisar. I'm not sure if you've seen those stories, but heck, they suck. If you want to bother reading them, go ahead. I'm redoing one of the more popular ones (22,000 views O.o) so expect that in June or July. I dunno :P

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allen r: Okay, who the hell ships Lukabeth anymore?! xD JK, but seriously. (SPOILER: No Lukabeth - as if that wasn't obvious already)

Don't Touch My Seaweed Brain: Oh, I remember sixth grade health class. *shudder* we were separated. Okay, weird story: five people in one ENTIRE GRADE. Three guys. Two girls. (small school). My friend and I were like, "Uh, we're not gonna use those terms." My friend was beet red, and I was just like, 'Uh-duh' (Patrick Moment). The guys were like, "GET AWAY..."

You love TFIOS? I feel both happy and sorry for you. When you're finished sobbing your heart out, Youtube 'Vlogbrothers' and watch all 1000+ episodes. WORTH IT.

DFTBA.


I sat in my cabin, having a complete and utter brain fart.

Today was August the eighteenth, and I had no clue what to do for Percy. It was his birthday. He was fifteen.

"Uggggh," I groaned, slamming my forehead into my desk.

Malcom snickered. "Whaddup, 'Beth?" he asked.

"Berfy's mithtah," I stated, my voice muffled by my hands.

"What?"

"It's Percy's birthday, Malcom!" I snapped, spinning around. "I don't know what to do!"

"Well, he's a son of Poseidon, right?"

I couldn't see where he was going with this. Malcom was a generally unpredictable person. I nodded, eyeing him.

"Get him swim trunks from the camp gift shop."

"Swim trunks."

"Duh. He'll love it!"

"For a son of Athena, you are really stupid sometimes, Malcom."

"What? What did I say?"

"Do you think a guy can swim with an oxygen tank?"

"Oh."

"Yeah. Oh."

I found Percy talking to the water a few hours later, clutching my gift in my hand.

"…attering as it is, being called 'My lord' is kind of overkill."

A few seconds passed before he continued.

"Uh… No thanks. I'm good."

The water bubbled and Percy turned beat red. "Okay, um, ew. Thanks, but no thanks."

The water bubbled more vigorously this time, and I inched closer.

"Well, no-" "-but that's not the point-" "-I'm flattered-" "-sorry-" "-maybe another time-"

"Okay, what the hell are you doing?" I snapped, and Percy spun around.

Percy stuttered a reply. "It's nothing, I swear!"

I rolled my eyes. "Well, happy birthday, Seaweed Brain."

Percy looked dumbfounded. "You remembered?" he asked.

"Obviously. It was only a week ago you told me. I don't have the memory span of a fly."

"Oh" was his only reply.

"Well, here's your present. Sorry it sucks, I got it under short notice."

He chuckled at that. "Well… thanks, Wise Girl."

I smiled, and pointed at the silver-wrapped gift. "Open it, then."

"Right!" he exclaimed, taking off some wrapper. "Right."

He continued to open the gift until he reached the actual contents. It was small cardboard box. He gingerly opened the box after seeing the 'fragile' label.

I watched as his expression softened.

In his hand was a replica of Atlantis, a place with structures I had admired for years. I had always been gifted in crafts, so I took my previous blueprints of Atlantis and built a sandstone replica of the lost city. Seashells I has scrubbed up off the sea were glued to the exterior. It may have been small, but it was detailed. I vaguely remember praying to Poseidon for the first time in my life; asking for it not to break. After I had prayed, a light sea scent emitted off the sculpture.

His lack of words worried me.

"Look, I know it's not much, but I wasn't sure-"

Percy forward quickly, and I feared he was attacking me, so my hand went for my knife, but I never got the chance.

Percy gave be the biggest hug he could muster. "Gods, Annabeth. That's fantastic."

I laughed nervously, and gave him a hug back. "Hey, it's no biggie."

"No biggie!" he cried, pulling back. He was beaming at me. "I bet Athena couldn't even do that."

I looked up, no rumble. Thank the gods.

"Well… it is pretty damn awesome."


I just wanted to post something short for you guys. I'm away for three days at Kingston for an SIR program. If you happen to be one of the many students going, PM me and we'll meet up or something :P

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-Eli (DFTBA)