-The Wedding Day-

I was pacing the floor, waiting for the wedding to start.

Too bad it started in 4 hours.

Annabeth had insisted that I get my hair cut to a sleek, shorter style than it had been. She was currently getting her hair and makeup done.

I was in my monkeysuit again and so were my groomsmen, who were with me yet again.

Now, you've heard of Olympian parties, right? What about weddings? Which were even better?

When a god and a goddess get married, it's a huge celebration. Did I mention yet that the nine muses were the musical entertainment? Or that Eros, Aphrodite's son who insisted to be called Sir Cupid, was saying the ceremony? No? Well, now you know.

Annabeth was really happy that her dad could come. Her step-mom and non-demigod half-brothers refused to come. My mom was also coming with Paul Blofis. I just hoped that they wouldn't bring King George.

"Blah-ha-ha-ha! Percy! I can't believe today's your wedding day!" shouted Grover as he clapped my back. So the others couldn't hear him, he whispered in my ear, "Maybe Juniper will catch the bouquet."

I laughed and the others looked at me like I was crazy.

"So, Beckendorf, when ya gonna propose to Silena?" Nico asked mischievously.

"As soon as you go steady with Emily," Beckendorf laughed back.

Nico's face turned as red as a tomato.

We were all laughing now, except for Nico.

Bobert said, "Where are you and my half-sister honeymooning?"

"Amazon Rain Forest and Hawaii," I told him. Annabeth and I had worked it out. We would go on a trip down the Amazon River and then on a more romantic trip to Hawaii.

"You gonna meet some hula girls?" asked Nico as he did his impression of a hula dancer.

"If I did, Annabeth would kill me," I laughed. I didn't want to meet hula girls. Annabeth was perfect for me.

"Travis and Connor, stop trying to pants each other! You'll rip your tuxes!" yelled Beckendorf.

Tyson looked nervous, for some reason.

"What's wrong, Tyson?" I asked him.

"What if I mess up?" he asked, looking very sad.

"You won't," I promised.

There was a knock on the front door of my house, where we were now. Annabeth was at her mom's boring house.

"I"LL GET IT!" shouted the Stoll brothers in unison as they both bolted for the door.

I looked to see who it possibly could be. It was Dr. Chase.

"Did I miss anything?" he laughed.

"Everyone, this is Dr. Chase, Annabeth's dad. Dr. Chase, this is everyone," I introduced.

"Hi," said everyone to Dr. Chase.

"Hi," said Dr. Chase to everyone.

Dr. Chase went to the bathroom to change.

"You guys have a flower girl?" asked Travis.

"Yeah, my daughter," I told them. "She's with Annabeth."

We had a ring bearer too. His name was Patrick and he was also two years old, but a son of Bobert and his wife, a daughter of Hermes.

He was sitting on the living room couch in his suit, looking sad.

"What's wrong?" asked his dad.

"I'm bored," he said.

I remembered Carrie's room and told him where it was. He was also a brainiac.

He ran happily down the hall.

"You want to watch him?" I asked Nico.

"What's in it for me?" he asked skeptically.

"20 bucks," I told him.

Nico looked hard at me and said, "Throw in 5 drachmas and okay."

"Deal." I handed him his money and he ran to watch Patrick.

I laughed and told Bobert, "You owe me."

"Yes I do," he laughed back.

-4 Hours Later-

I was near the altar thingy in front of everybody. The music started, Mozart, I think, and the procession began. First was my daughter and Patrick. Carrie really made an adorable flower girl and was wearing a silver dress. Then came Nico and Emily. The bridesmaids were wearing champagne colored dresses with silver trim. Next were Grover and Thalia. Grover didn't look too thrilled at who he was paired with. Following them were Beckendorf and Silena. Next were Tyson and Juniper. I thought to myself, What a height difference! Tyson was at least three feet taller! After them was, I think, Travis and Cynthia. Then probably Connor and Charlotte. Last were Bobert and Lilly.

Once they had all gone down the aisle, I saw my bride.

Annabeth was in a beautiful, strapless jeweled white gown. Her hair was in soft curls under a veil. On her head was a diamond tiara. Her bouquet was roses. I felt kind of woozy, like I could get lost just looking at her, but I tried to hold my ground. Her dad didn't look like a bumbling scientist that day: he looked like the father of the bride.

When they got about 5 feet away from me, Dr. Chase kissed away the bride and she walked up to me. I squeezed her hand and she squeezed mine back.

I wasn't really listening to what Eros, I mean Sir Cupid, was saying, but we both must have said and done what we needed to, because the next thing I heard was, "You may kiss the bride."

I leaned Annabeth over and kissed her for a while. After we were done, I saw my mom crying, Paul looking happy, my dad looking proud, Athena looking stiff, and everyone else close to tears.

We walked up the aisle and walked a few feet to the reception.