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Steve POV

After Annabeth came back and ran to her room, I went to get something to eat. I made a giant PB sandwich and ate it. Then, I made another one. I have an enchanted metabolism so I eat more than normal people do. I don't really know if it's a downside or not. I mean, I like food, so, yeah..

I went back to the living room and sat down on the floor, next to the TV. Natasha clapped her hands excitedly. Her green eyes were shining with competitiveness and the smirk on her face told us that we were in trouble.

"Now," she said and looked at each of us one by one "I believe it's my turn." Did I mention that we were screwed? "Never have I ever been male." We groaned and drank a glass of apple juice. After 2 more rounds of Monopoly, one where I won and one where Bruce won, we started playing Truth or Dare but we stopped when one of the dares led to the couch being on fire, so we decided to play Never Have I Ever. We also decided that it's too early to be drinking so we use apple juice instead of alcohol. The boys started targeting Nat and I joined in on the fun. It was Natasha vs everyone else now.

"That was a good one." said a voice from behind us. We turned to see the smirking face of Annabeth Chase. She came over and high-fived Nat. She seemed more determined now than 2 hours ago and there was new found confidence in her eyes. It was hard not to look at her eyes. Uh, this sounds creepy. I meant that her eyes were… unique. They were stormy grey but when she was angry they looked like 2 powerful storms and when she was happy they looked like the grey clouds you see when it starts snowing but the sun is on the sky too. I've never seen anything like them before except once. Percy Jackson's sea-green eyes. They changed 'color' the same way. For example, when he was mad they looked like miniature hurricanes and when he was smiling and laughing they looked like the ocean on a sunny day. This kids' eyes were so different from the rest because they seemed to react to the emotions they were feeling more than other people's do, like literally become said emotion, but at the same time they could shoot you with a blank look, where no emotion is showed.

"Mind if I join?" Annabeth asked.

"Not at all. You know how to play?" replied Tony, passing her a glass of juice.

"Yes" she said.

"Good. It's your turn then. Hit us with your best shot, Chase." Tony said.

Annabeth thought for a second then grinned and said "Never have I ever battled aliens."

We all took a shot. "Well played, Annabeth. Well played." Said Tony.

It was Bruce's turn now. "Never have I ever… um… had a boyfriend." The two girls took a shot.

"Ok, I have to hear this. Who?" asked Clint, pointing at Annabeth. She shook her head.

"Come on! Do we know him?" pressed Clint. Annabeth sighed.

"Yeah, you know him. Actually, you know him pretty well." She said.

"Who is it?" I asked and everyone leaned in. I realized these past few days that we didn't know much about Annabeth. I wondered if it was that boy, Luke, or maybe Grover? The thing is that we didn't know them. At least, not in person.

"Percy."

Silence.

"Well… this was unexpected." Said Bruce. "You didn't act like you were in a relationship. Actually, you were either competing over something, laughing at an inside joke or arguing."

Annabeth shrugged. "That's how we usually act. Plus a few kisses here and there."

Natasha smiled "Tell us the story."

"We were twelve when we met." Annabeth started, smiling. "He was hurt and I nursed him back to health. I told him that he drools when he sleeps. We hated each other at first. By hated, I mean we wanted to strangle each other every time we saw one another. Our friend, Grover, was the one who stopped us from doing so. We did a few, let's call them missions, and we became friends. Then, we became best friends. At first though, we were arguing every time we conversated and insulted each other a lot. Grover can tell you; he was there." At this, she chuckled and we did too. "Then we fell for each other. It took us some time – more like at least 3 years- to realize but in the end, we did. I kissed him on his 16th birthday, after a particularly big mission. That's when we started dating and we've been together ever since."

"Awww" Tony cooed. We looked at him weirdly. "What? It was a cute story" he said.

"Are you sure it's apple juice that you drank?" I asked and Tony scowled at me.

"Wonderful story. My turn!" Clint exclaimed. "Never have I ever entered the superhero world before I was 16." Natasha and Annabeth drank again.

"You know my tragic history, guys. Annabeth, anything you want to share?" asked Nat, while the girl addressed shook her head.

"At least tell us the age. We know so little about you…" whined Tony.

"You're not going to drop this, are you? Nope? Yeah, I thought so. Fine… I was seven." This shocked us but not as much as it would have if we wouldn't have known that she ran away from home at that age. I guess after that she got caught up in the superhero world. "Don't get this wrong, though. You and I have very different meanings for the word superhero." Annabeth added.

"And what might that be?" asked Bruce, frowning. He probably knew the exact definition of hero. From the dictionary. Although, we found out that that definition doesn't match with what being a hero means.

"That is for me to know and for you to never find out." She said mysteriously. It was clear that she won't be answering any more questions on this subject so we continued the game.

"Never have I ever…" I thought for a bit. I wanted to get them all with this one. The perfect one came to my mind. This was bound to get everyone in the room to drink, except Annabeth. "gotten drunk." As I expected, Natasha, Clint, Tony and Bruce all took a shot.

Tony refilled their glasses with juice and then looked pointedly at Nat and Clint, before staring me in the eyes while saying "Never have I ever followed, let's say, 3 orders in a row."

I glared at him and drank the apple juice. So did Natasha and Clint. Annabeth raised an eyebrow at Bruce. "You didn't?" she asked.

Bruce shrugged "The first order usually consisted in Hulking out or staying calm. After that, the Other Guy doesn't really follow orders and if I'm calm, there's no other order." Annabeth nodded, accepting the explanation. "What about you?" asked Bruce.

"I'm a strategist. I'm the one giving the orders." She replied with pride in her tone and a smirk on her face.

"Never have I ever gotten so drunk to almost fall off a building" Natasha said.

Tony gasped. "YOU PROMISED YOU'LL NEVER TALK ABOUT IT AGAIN!" and he was the only one to drink this round.

"That will teach you to target Clint and I again." I laughed at Tasha's words. It's true that the 2 assassins were very close because of all the missions they went on together and 'cause they've been partners for so long. We all know that if you mess with one of them, you mess with both. Their friendship is really strong. Clint and his wife even named their third child after Natasha.

It was pretty clear for me that Annabeth took Nat's 'warning' as a challenge because she said "Never have I ever fell out of a vent while trying to pull a prank and got covered in glitter and syrup." Clint glared at her and took a shot. The rest of us were laughing at the mental image and Tony even asked for footage! The fact that it had been erased just made us laugh some more.

Natasha announced loudly that she is going to fight Annabeth on the behalf of her partner. They tried to intimidate each other at first and then got in positions. "Last chance to back down, Chase." Said Natasha.

"Thanks, but no thanks." Replied Annabeth. The fight started. It was very intense. Each one of them trying to guess the other one's next attack. They decided to do best out of 3. The first round was won by Natasha and the second one by Annabeth.

"Ok, ladies: on three." I said. They nodded and counted simultaneously "1..2….3. Rock, paper, scissors, Go!" Annabeth had paper and Nat rock.

"And Annabeth wins!" I exclaimed. We started laughing.

The rest of the afternoon was spent playing stupid games and watching comedy shows. In other words, it was spent laughing.