Title: Beware of Camera
Word Count: 270
Rating: K+
Characters/pairings: Percy and Rachel
Summary: Rachel has a bit of blackmail material on Percy, and she'll use it if she has to.
Author's Notes: Done for challenge #2 (the Drabble Challenge!) at demigod_elite on LJ. Un-beta'd.
Additionally: Partially inspired by Kioko's drabble, Tribute to Flo's Meatloaf Surprise. Rachel is definitely into photography. =]
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Beware of Camera
"Rachel, I already have senior pictures."
Rachel nodded.
"And you know I hate pictures of myself."
She nodded again.
"So why are you taking more?" Percy set down his paddle and looked forward at Rachel, who was sitting backwards on her seat in the canoe.
She snapped another. "Because the other pictures were on a bench." She readjusted the focus on her bulky camera. "A granite bench. So tacky."
Percy shoved the paddle under his seat, which destroyed the flimsy illusion that it was the power behind the canoe anyway.
"And now you're in your element." She glanced down at the lake, the rays of the sun dancing on the surface. "Almost literally."
Percy sighed, dangling his fingertips in the water. "Exactly. Why did you bring your precious camera in a canoe? They're the tippiest boats of all time."
She gave him a look. "Son of Poseidon? You'd never let a canoe tip over."
As she picked the camera off her lap and started messing with the lens cap, Percy's expression grew devilish. He leaned back casually as the canoe wobbled and Rachel yelped. "And why not? I'd stay dry. I'd be fine. But your camera..."
She held the expensive tool with two hands. "Don't you dare, Percy Jackson. Or I'll tell Apollo about our kiss!"
Percy's eyebrows shot up. "But that wasn't me, that was you!"
Rachel wagged a finger. "He won't have to know that, will he?"
Percy scowled. "I could take him. He's probably no worse than Ares. Besides, that was before you became the Oracle."
Rachel nodded slowly. "Oh? Okay. Fine with me. I'll just tell Annabeth."