GO FORWARD AND BE EATEN.

GO BACK AND REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.

NOT MUCH OF A CHOICE, IS IT?

Hehehe. Yes, I'm afraid after I couldn't think what to write, I just gave up and let inspiration take me to whatever point in they're lives it want's to go.

Fiiiiiiiinnnne. But this is mostly percabeth.

Well, I did promise you guys some Beckalina.

Before I tell you about this, I am going to make one point very clear. Nothing, I repeat, nothing, can stop an Aphrodite girl on a mission. Got that? Okay, on with the story.

It was a beautiful day in Elysium. Or at least as beautiful as it can get with no sky and knowing that you're dead. Fortunately, I had my amazing, not to mention breathtakingly gorgeous, girlfriend next to me watching me work, to make up for that. Selena was sitting on the table next to the anvil, swinging her legs and chatting about nothing of real consequence. But it didn't matter. Because I thought her voice was as pretty as the rest of her, and we were together. So it was beautiful. Then Nico came into my forge. Did you know they have state of the art forges in Elysium? I didn't think so. Well they do. H-2000, designed by Hepheatsus himself.

So Nico slouched in, looking all moody and depressed, for a change. Note the sarcasm people. He actually comes down here a lot, to hang out, or train, and he usually brings news of the outside world. I've met his sister too, and she's pretty nice. But still, for a 19 year old son of the Underworld, he looked pretty damn pissed.

"Hey man," I said, and wiped my greasy hands on a cloth, stepping back to better view the wicked machine I was building. It was going to be a Pegasus automaton with hidden weapons and the ability to fold itself into a speedboat, but right now, it looked more like the contents of a junkyard. It's actually quite surprising how much people will pay for things made by the dead, because it really doesn't make the least bit of difference. Though it is nice to know we're appreciated.

"What's up?"

"Hey Nico! What's wrong? You seem really down," Selena said.

"Do I?" asked Nico, miserably.

"Yes. Did you get in a fight? Was it with one of your cousins? Was it over a girl?" Selena asked interestedly.

"Sort of. Yes. Not really. My dearest cousin, who apparently thinks I'm the son of Hermes or something, is making me deliver all the wedding invitations, just because I can shadow travel."

"OH MY GODS! Who is it! Who's getting married!" Selena screamed, "Is it Jason and Piper! Did Thalia break her oath! Why didn't you mention this before!"

"Of course Thalia didn't break her oath! It's Percy and Annabeth, and the only reason he got me into this is because Annabeth scares me and Percy says I owe him for not telling him about everything when he was at Camp Jupiter, but I say-"

"WHAT!" Selena jumped down from the table and screamed in Nico's face.

"PERCY AND ANNABETH ARE ENGAGED?"

"Yes, apparently for a while now, but they're only getting married recently . . ."

Selena's face was quite a sight. I thought for a second that she might start breathing fire.

"LET ME GET THIS SRAIGHT. The couple I have been waiting for, for twelve years, is getting married, AND THEY DIDN'T BOTHER TO INVITE ME!"

I thought it might be time to step in before Nico wet his pants.

"Uhh, 'Lena, we're dead, so I'm guessing it wasn't high on their priority list," I said, quite sensibly. To me at least.

"THAT IS NO EXCUSE! I'VE WAITED FOR TOO LONG TO LET SOMETHING LIKE THIS SLIDE."

She grabbed Nico's hand and dragged him towards the door.

"Come on Charlie," she commanded, "I need you too."

"What for?" I asked a little worriedly. I had never seen her so mad. Not even when they canceled her favorite soap on T.V.

"You are going to come with me and beat up Percy. Then you will be my escort to the wedding," she said grimly.

I stared at her.

"But, Selena, we're dead. We can't leave the Underworld. I'm sure if we were alive we would have gotten an invite, but-"

"No! No buts. Nico here is going to take us and all of our heavily armed and dead friends who also want to go, up to the earth and we are going to crash that wedding."

"But, but Selena, I can't- you can't make me-" Nico started babbling.

Selena grabbed his collar and pulled him down to her level.

"Watch-me," she said, enunciating each word.

Gulping, Nico nodded.

"Let's go Charlie," she barked back to me.

In my mind I weighed years of friendship with Percy and Annabeth. Of course, it wasn't their fault they didn't see this coming. It would have been nice to be invited for their wedding; we were after all, the people who had supported them the most. Selena even came up with a nickname for them, Percabeth. But, we were dead. Gone. We weren't supposed to be parts of their lives anymore. And the time we sent Nico to them with a message saying to stop moping over our deaths and get on with their lives doesn't even count.

Then I looked at Selena. She had never looked so terrifying. Or more beautiful in my opinion.

"Coming," I sighed, as I went to go beat up one of my best friends for my girlfriend. On his wedding day. With a bunch of undead warriors in tow.

Well, at least I like cake.

I have an idea for tratie and leyna, but I need ideas for jasper and frazle.

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