To Awesome as Annabeth- which Youtuber? And yes, ninja Stitch. Of course it's legit! Elmlea and I came up with it! :P They're not married yet! They're getting married on her eighteenth, but she doesn't know that! :D As for Sage's story, I've got big time writer's block. I'm just working on Royals at the moment.
Annabeth opened her eyes blearily and did a double take at the whitewash wall and rough wooden dresser opposite. Rolling over, she saw Percy blissfully asleep next to her and smiled. He drooled in his sleep.
She sat up, wrapping the blankets around her. Her movement roused him from his slumber. His hair was far messier than usual and he looked confused, wiping at his chin, while stuck in limbo between sleeping and wakefulness.
"Mmm…" He rubbed sleep from his eyes. "What time is it?"
"I don't know. But I take it early mornings aren't favourable?" He nodded, stifling a yawn. She laughed quietly, pushing a hand through his unruly hair. "You better get used to it." He looked at her through his fingers, confused. "Someone's got to do the farming." She shrugged carelessly.
"Farming." He repeated, propping himself up on his elbows.
"You want food, don't you?" He nodded distractedly, surveying their new home. "What's the matter?"
"I had vegetable seeds, but I can't think where I've put them. Definitely in here though." He promised at her eye roll.
"You are undoubtedly a Seaweed Brain." He grinned, sitting up and pulling her down for a cheeky kiss. "Go and find water. I'll try and find the seeds."
"Yes ma'am."
And for Elmlea:
Dinner with Aphrodite; her son, Cupid; Leo and his mother as well as Poseidon and his three wives and remaining two sons.
Not on Louisa's to-do list.
Aphrodite fussed over her continuously, wittering endlessly about how she could make Louisa's hair, dress and make-up transform Louisa into something Aphrodite would be proud to present as a daughter-in-law.
That irked Louisa to no end, but she had to remain quiet- her father had drilled into her head that she must hold her tongue or he would take Storm and her bow from her.
But that didn't stop Louisa and Leo having a good giggle about Cupid.
First impressions included a handsome, masculine figure standing tall and proud.
It soon became crystal clear that he was far more a princess than Louisa would ever be. He spoke pompously, but was continuously checking his reflection in whatever surface he came across. He smoothed his flawless hair, wiped at his white teeth with his fingertip and brushed imaginary specks of dust from his pressed, rich material clothes.
Leo and Louisa gave him a tour of the Atlantean castle. Cupid also turned out to be a very precise cleaner. Pictures had to be straightened, dust removed daintily with a handkerchief and ornaments, vases and candles made central on whichever surface they stood.
Somehow or rather, he chipped a nail with his obsessive tidying. And this was 'very upsetting' and 'not a humorous matter'.
"Stop laughing!" He scolded, flushing bright red. Leo and Louisa didn't even try and he soon flounced off to find his mother.
"Oh gods…" Leo breathed, giggling feebly. "I laughed way too much." Louisa was wiping at her eyes, snickering to herself at the thought of Cupid's sensitivity. She just about managed to nod in agreement before dissolving into another fit of giggles.
"That's made my day." She started walking off. "Come on, I want to see what he tells Aphrodite." Leo scrambled to fall in step next to her and they made cruel, but side-splittingly hilarious imitations of Cupid and his feminine behaviour.
"I can't marry her, Mother!" Echoed up the stairs. Leo and Louisa hastily shushed and elbowed the other into silence, biting their lips to stop from laughing again. "I won't!"
"But she would-"
"No! Hephaestus was right! She's not suitable to be anyone's wife!" The two friends peered around the corner just in time to see Cupid storm from the castle. Aphrodite, Esperanza and Poseidon stood speechless in the foyer, staring after the enraged prince.
"Louisa!" Poseidon shouted, startling Aphrodite. Louisa bounced across to the banister and expertly slid down, sitting side on. Leo was instantly jealous. Knowing his luck, he would fall and break his neck if he tried that.
"Hello!" Louisa smiled sweetly.
"What. Happened?" Poseidon demanded, irritation clashing through his eyes. Leo helped Louisa explain and by the time they had finished, their sides ached with laughter and Aphrodite had grown flustered, fanning herself with the pink floral fan she always seemed to have.
"I am so very sorry." She despaired. "He has always been quite delicate, but I hadn't realised that would amount to this."
"He is not to blame." Poseidon assured, sending his daughter her friend a withering look. Unbeknownst to him, Esperanza was smiling broadly at the pair.
Aphrodite soon left, hurrying after her son. As soon as her horse-drawn carriage was out the castle gates, Poseidon sighed, long and relieved. Esperanza elegantly hid a laugh in a cough, her eyes sparkling mischievously.
"I did not care much for him." Poseidon started.
"I knew you didn't." Esperanza declared happily. "The look on your face said it all!"
"He was far too full of himself." Poseidon continued, the look on his face silently agreeing with Leo's mother. He looked to his left and smiled at Louisa. "Not that suitor, but," He added tersely at her pleased look, "there will be others." Her shoulders slumped in defeat.
"I don't want one!"
"Those are the Laws, Louisa, and-"
"Oh," She mimed violently breaking something, "to the Laws! Whoever wrote them should be cursed to Tartarus!"
"Louisa!" But she had already stomped back upstairs. Poseidon sighed again, short and annoyed.
"Still think it's a good idea?" Leo asked quietly as soon as her bedroom door had slammed. Poseidon didn't answer, looking weary all of a sudden.
"Give it time." Esperanza advised kindly, moving to rest a comforting hand on Poseidon's shoulder. "She'll learn."