A/N: Ok, guys. I think I'm going to end up making story #1, Nightmares, and possibly #3, A Leap of Friendship, at a later date. I have a couple of shoutouts to make:
To kikiicecream: Don't tell anybody, but that may or may not be part of my secret plan. ;D
To FruitQueen: I will! Thanx for reading~
Now, on to la story~
Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase were almost a modern day Bonnie and Clyde.
Annabeth had fallen under the sway of one Percy Jackson.
Percy had a blind spot a mile wide when it came to Miss Annabeth Chase.
So, since they were kind of demigod fugitives who killed every monster that stood in their way, the crew had dubbed them the nickname Bonnie and Clyde. Annabeth didn't like it much, and was determined to get back at the crew for it. Percy, personally, had always thought the Bonnie and Clyde story was kind of sweet.
You know, minus dying in a halo of gunfire.
So one night, while watching a movie with the rest of the gang, Percy and Annabeth decided to pull a little Bonnie and Clyde prank. Get the crew together, hold them at gunpoint (or swordpoint, as it were,) and then rob them. Of course, they would return most of the money.
Piper enforced a no weaponry rule for movie nights. But Annabeth found a way around. She had Percy claim that after Tartarus he would never go anywhere without Riptide. Piper backed off. Annabeth wore a skirt and strapped her dagger to he leg. Worked like a charm.
They had decided to watch Pompeii. Percy and Annabeth took seats nearest to the door and farthest to the back. If anyone escaped, their prank wouldn't work. Even worse, they might send and iris message telling others that they had gone rouge. That would be difficult to explain, even for Annabeth.
About halfway through the movie- the gladiators were fighting- Percy gave Annabeth a small nod. She returned it. They stood as one, each pulling a weapon. Percy could barely keep a straight face at the notion of the massive prank they were about to pull.
Piper, Leo, Jason, Frank and Hazel just looked at them. "What's wrong, guys?" Hazel asked, frowning.
Annabeth's face was a cold mask as she stared ahead, her usually silver eyes the color of hardened steel.
"What should we do with them," Percy questioned.
"Um... guys?" Piper said with a raised eyebrow.
Annabeth snorted and rolled her eyes at him. "Please, that's your job. I just plan and collect."
"You always were the brains of the operation, Anna." She leaned over and kisser her boyfriend.
"Guys!" Piper interrupted. "What are-"
"Drachma," Annabeth ordered as she waltzed over to Piper, hand extended.
"Excuse me?" Piper said, both eyebrows now raised. "What-"
Quick as a cheetah, Annabeths dagger was placed under Pipers chin. Percy almost told her to stop, that the prank had gone to far, but Annabeth winked at him. He didn't move. "Drachma, Piper, now."
Everyone stared in horror. But not Percy. He reclined against the door, inspecting his sword. Jason looked like he was about to attack, so Percy spoke up.
"You're unarmed, Jason," Percy reminded him. "Don't try anything, or I might decide to kill you." He couldn't believe how cheesy he just sounded.
"This is a joke, right?" Leo laughed nervously. "Please tell me it's a joke."
Annabeth shot him a look, her dagger still a centimeter away from Pipers throat. "What do you think?"
The silence was answer enough.
Piper dug around in her pocket until she managed to come up with five golden drachma and two denarii form Camp Jupiter. Annabeth snatched it, then moved on to Leo. She repeated the process until she had a stack of demigod cash in her hand. The she returned to Percy.
" Fifty fifty?" Annabeth suggested.
"You keep it, Anna. There's always next time." He smiled at her.
"Aw, Perce..." Annabeth leaned up and kissed him again.
"Ahem!" Frank said loudly.
"Ugh," Annabeth sighed, turning to face their friends. "What should we do with them?"
"Gaea said we could take three," Percy suggested. He almost laughed again, and Annabeth shot him a look that said Ruin this and I will gut you like a dracaena.
"Piper, Jason, and Hazel." Annabeth decided.
"Frank and Leo can die," Percy agreed with a nod.
"Why are you doing this?" Hazel whimpered.
Annabeth opened her mouth to answer, but Percy cut her off. "I'm tired of being a pawn," he spat. "The gods don't really care about us. They're using us. Hera erased my memories and dragged me across the country with no warning. When I was twelve, my life was ruined and many gods tried to kill me for something I didn't so. Then Athena tried to kill me because of something I could do. I'm done. Screw Olympus. I'd rather die than fight another war for them."
"Annabeth?" Piper questioned quietly.
"Athena told me I was a failure to her," she cried angrily. "Me! Architect to the gods, hero of Olympus, warrior since I was seven goddamn years old! And yet, I'm the failure. SO I'm done."
"Let's just leave them here," Percy sighed.
"Come on Clyde," Annabeth smiled as she laced her arm through his.
"Bonnie." and they left.
Percy and Annabeth left their friends down there for three hours. Long enough for them to figure it out, but not too long. After the hours were over, they went down to announce their prank. They entered the room to find a combination of laughing and thoroughly pissed demigods. Two were shooting the death glare.
Bonnie and Clyde ended up doing twelve laps around the Argo that day.
