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Hide-and-seek
(prompt from Haley Renee)

'77, 78, 79…'

Percy heard Annabeth's voice trill below him in the massive house, he ducked past an old overturned table and ran up the stairs as quietly as possible.

'…80, 81, 82…'

The door creaked as he passed through it and he cursed silently, the building was old and always making noises.

'…83, 84, 85…'

They had found the old abandoned house a few months ago and it had become their own private escape.

'…86, 87, 88…'

They spent hours at the place, just being in each other's company, reading (Annabeth at least), practicing their sword fighting, talking, kissing, and sometimes, on days like this, playing hide-and-seek.

'…89, 90, 91…'

The house was perfect for it, with so many rooms and hidden doors and cupboards and windowsills.

No good hiding places seemed to be appearing to Percy at the moment though.

'…92, 93, 94…'

How was she nearly at 100? She must have skipped, she always skips.

But then again, so does he.

'…95, 96, 97…'

'Come on Percy,' he muttered to himself.

Ah hah! There it was; the perfect hiding place.

'…98, 99, 100!'

He just swung his legs up and settled into a comfortable position on the wide open beam as he heard Annabeth yell,

'READY OR NOT, HERE I COME!'

And grinned to himself.

Demons
(prompt from TaraxXx)

Annabeth was happy, inexplicably so. She was studying to become an architect, her dream job, living with Percy in an over-priced, tiny apartment which they just happened to love. Everything was right in the world.

But even now, after years had passed, she and Percy both woke up with screams dying on their lips, shivering or sweating, unable to see reason for a few blinding moments of terror. They found solace in each other, and allowed themselves to be comforted. But they struggled some days more than others. Struggled to open up to each other about their fears, their memories, their nightmares. She just hoped it wouldn't tear them apart. It couldn't, it wouldn't; she wouldn't let it.

But it seemed they would always be haunted by their demons.

Ice Skating
(can't find who gave me this prompt! sorry)

'Come on Percy, come away from the side.'

'I'm just fine here thanks.' he said, tightening his grip on the barrier.

'Suit yourself,' she shrugged before weaving her way through the crowd of skaters, whirling and dancing her way across the ice.

Percy frowned, thoroughly annoyed. She was so good at it; she never over balanced once and glided effortlessly on her skates. Percy however, felt like a complete klutz; he just couldn't seem to balance, he had absolutely no connection with the ice like he did with water, apparently when it was frozen it was no good to him.

'Hey twinkle-toes,' Annabeth sidled along beside him and took his hand. 'Come away from the side.'

'No Annabeth I really can't—'

'Yes you can, just relax. Take my hands, and trust me.' She stared right into his eyes, and he couldn't bring himself to say no. Despite his inner klutz screaming at him to just hold onto the railing where it was safe, he took both of Annabeth's hands and let her pull him along.

'That's it,' she said, smiling. 'Keep your feet pointed straight and look up, look at my face.'

He did.

'Relax Seaweed Brain, you trust me don't you?'

'Of course,' he said. 'But you're about to crash into somebody.'

'What?' Annabeth glanced around herself and changed direction slightly to avoid the young girl rushing towards them, apparently out of control. But, supporting Percy as well, she over balanced. They wobbled, and clutched onto each other, desperately trying to re-balance themselves. Eventually they stopped, standing upright, with their feet braced outwards, Percy was holding onto her for dear life.

'Okay, maybe we should stick to the side.' Annabeth said, trying not to laugh at the expression on his face.

'You think?'

She chuckled lightly and pulled him back to the safety of the side, he grabbed onto it gratefully, letting out a breath.

'Percy look, it's snowing.'

He looked up to see tiny crystal flakes of white snow were whirling around them like flurries of tiny butterflies. He looked over at Annabeth, she was grinning madly, her nose and cheeks were red from the cold air, her grey eyes were positively shining.

'Come on,' he said. 'Let's get out of here.'

She grinned and took his hand as they warily stepped off the ice. Percy shucked off his boots, thoroughly grateful to pull his own flat shoes back on and walk on solid ground, holding Annabeth tightly against him as they walked back to their apartment.

Settled

'Did you put the trash out this morning?'

'Yep.'

'Oh and Lucas has a—'

'—soccer game on Saturday, I know. Did you sort out the—'

'—tax returns? I finished them last night; we can take them in on the way home.'

'Did you say something about a bake—'

'—sale on Thursday. Yeah I still need to make a cake for it.'

'I'll help, we can make it—'

'—we are not making the cake blue Percy.'

'But—'

'No.'

'Spoil sport.'

'Stop whining. OH! I forgot to pick up—'

'—the dry cleaning? I picked it up yesterday; it's in the hall closet.'

'Oh, thank you.'

Thalia stared at the couple across the small table with a look of muted horror on her face. She thought she was meeting her old friends for lunch to catch up; apparently she got the Robinsons instead.

'What's the matter with you?' Annabeth asked when she caught sight of her friend's face.

'You guys are like…married.'

'Well that was the idea,' said Percy. 'You know, with the whole wedding and everything.'

'But you're like really married. You're finishing each other's sentences and stuff. It's a little disturbing. When did you last have sex?'

'We're not telling you that—'

'This morning,' Percy interrupted Annabeth's sputtering. 'In the shower.'

'Percy!' She smacked him with the menu.

'OW! What? She asked.'

'That doesn't mean you're supposed to just tell her!'

Thalia fell deeper into her confusion as she watched them; she would never fully understand her friends' relationship, but she was glad they were happy. Even if they were a little too settled for her taste.

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okay so i just came across one of these drabbles on my dash on tumblr (t-shirt) and while i really appreciate that whoever posted it thought it was good enough to share it on there. I DO HAVE A TUMBLR and i post some of these on there, the ones i want to post, and in fact i had already posted that one.
i appreciate that you might not have known this, but please don't share these on tumblr, at least if you want to then message me on here or on my tumblr, URL - chasexjackson, and i will post them there.
please guys, it might not seem like a big deal, but it is a little annoying

okay, sorry for whining

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