A/N: Most fan fics seem to think Percy's proposal to Annabeth would be desperately romantic.
I think they don't have good enough luck for that to actually work.
This will probably be my last one of these, so I'm marking this complete.
AU.
"Annabeth Chase, will you marry me?"
Annabeth had not expected Percy to be creative with his proposal. She had not expected anything fancy. She had not even expected to get through it without a monster attacking.
She had, however, had higher expectations than this.
"Ask me again when we're not being held captive by a crazed Roman augur," she suggested.
"So that's a yes, then?"
"Shouldn't we be trying to come up with a plan?" Jason hissed. "He's going to come back to complete the ritual any minute now."
"The ritual in which he asks for the favor of Neptune by sacrificing some of my blood," Percy pointed out. "I'm looking forward to the fireworks."
Of course he was. Obviously it hadn't occurred to him that Octavian might not just take a pinprick.
Fortunately, Annabeth had enough brains for both of them. She'd get them out of here and then Percy could give her a proper proposal, thank you very much.
It wasn't until they were safe and up a few near death experiences that Annabeth was clear headed enough to remember Percy was neither stupid nor insensitive.
He'd known he might die. That was why he'd proposed.
"I still want a ring," she told him. "And of course that's a yes, Seaweed Brain."
Whatever else he was, he was her Seaweed Brain, after all.