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Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HoO. Still a teenaged girl!
percy
when Annabeth walked into Percy's cabin, she knew something was up. She found him, asleep, at a desk. Okay. Percy slept A LOT, but at a DESK? Annabeth didn't even know there WAS a desk in the Poseidon cabin. "Percy. Percy?" She shook him, and he groaned, then opened his eyes. "Hey, wise girl. 'Sup?" Annabeth looked at him and said: "I could ask you the same thing. Who are you, and what did you do to percy?" "Huh?" He looked at her blankly. Annabeth sighed. "it's a JOKE, seaweed brain. But why, exactly, are you sleeping at a desk?" Percy frowned. "I didn't mean to fall asleep, I was just working on Leo's birthday present and..." "And?" "Well, I had this idea, but I'm no Athena person. I can't seem to get it down on paper." Annabeth looked down at the papers. "Well, what is it supposed to be?" "well, don't laugh, but... Itsasnowglobewithourpicturei nside..." Annabeth held up her hand to stop him. "Okay. Now slower. It sounds good, but I can't understand you!" "Its a snow-globe with our picture inside, and it will have single pictures of the sevens faces linked by the word 'friends'.(1) I thought that he might, ya know, like it, even though its not very useful." Annabeth hugged him. "He will. And, if you want, I can come by to help you make it." "Thanks, wise girl." He looked out the window. "I think it's time for dinner. Race you?" "Your on, seaweed brain. Your goin' down."
The next day, Annabeth was holding the circle of ice over a chemical fire. "Wow, seaweed brain. This thing is indestructible! Nice job." She banged it on the table. It didn't even dent. "That's the idea, wise girl. Even Zeus's master bolt couldn't break this globe." He came over with the picture. She looked at it and smiled. It was the picture Nyssa had taken after the second giant war was over. It had been so funny; Leo had made a funny face at the camera, and the rest of them were laughing at it. Those had been good times... Before Leo had retreated into the forges to work on Archimedes's inventions. Now, Annabeth wondered if he even remembered them. Annabeth sighed, then took the picture and fit it into the frame inside of the circle. Percy filled it with water, and as Annabeth fit it into the base, miniature flakes of snow started falling. She stepped back, admiring it. "It's beautiful, seaweed brain. He'll love it."
footnotes:
(1) I got this idea from the seventh harry potter book, you know, from Luna's wall paintings? pm me if you like it. Oh, BTW, I don't own it either; JKR does.
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