Third PoV

Percy Jackson and Artemis had been best friends for a very long time.

Hermes has stolen Artemis's bow, and Percy got it back for her.

He didn't ask for anything in return. Not even a thank you.

Artemis had thanked him, deciding that he wasn't as awful as the rest of the male race.

From then on, the two had been friends.

Percy PoV

I went to visit Arty, finding her in the depths of a book on ancient monsters.

As I stepped into her room, a book hit me in the gut. "Okay, one, oww; two, hi; three, wow, Athena really is rubbing off on you." That earned me another book to the gut.

I sighed. "At least it isn't a knife."

I plopped down next to my best friend.

"So, Art Fart, what are we doing today?" I asked.

Artemis stuck her tongue out at me. "I told you to stop calling me that."

"What? You mean Art Fart?" I asked childishly. "Why, it's the best nickname I've thought up!"

This time, the book hit my face.

"You've been sitting here reading for too long," I commented.

Athena flashed in and smacked me on the back of the head with a particularly thick book. "There is no such thing as too much reading."

I scoffed. "You two love your books too much. You should get some exercise." The two goddesses yelped as I slung them over my shoulders and ran around the palace.

"Art Fart and Nerdy Theny!" I yelled as I ran around.

I had a very sore back from getting smacked there a billion times.

It was worth it, though.

Athena and Artemis huffed, falling back down onto the couch.

"Happy now?" They asked.

I just smiled.

Then I ducked so I didn't take more books to the face.

"Well, I've got a convention in Switzerland to attend, I best be off," Athena stated.

Artemis hugged her sister and I waved goodbye.

"So," I began. "What are we doing today, Art Fart?"

Artemis smacked the back of my head.

I pouted.

"See, I was thinking of something more like the movies, but if you would like to keep smacking me, I would ask that I could go grab my helmet," I offered.

Artemis decided the movie sounded good, so we went to the Olympian Theater.

After watching some cheesy movie about saving dinosaurs that had been brought back from extinction from re-extinction, we went to lunch.

Just as I was about to take a bite of my big, juicy steak, Aphrodite appeared.

I groaned.

Aphrodite giggled. "Already thinking about being in the bedroom with me?"

Artemis and I got repulsed looks on our faces. "Aphrodite, don't be inappropriate," I snapped. "You know I was just frustrated due to your presence."

"Maybe I could help with that," The love goddess offered seductively.

"Artemis could help me with that, actually," I retorted.

"You and Artemis are sleeping together?" Aphrodite questioned.

"No, you dirty, dirty minded goddess. I was talking about air hockey," I explained. "We're just friends."

As Artemis and I walked back to her palace, a minor god who's name I couldn't pronounce gave a whistle.

Artemis gave him the finger.

I laughed.

After Artemis grabbed her bag, we headed to my place.

My best friend tossed her bag on the couch. "Thanks for letting me crash here."

"What was I supposed to do?" I asked. "Leave my Art Fart to the streets while her palace is remodeled?"

Artemis smiled.

Then she face palmed. "I forgot something. I'll be back in five minutes."

"And if you're not?" I asked. "Then give me another five. After that, come make sure I'm not dead," Artemis ordered.

"I'll get movie stuff set up while I wait," I decided.

Artemis kissed my cheek, and she was gone. I felt myself smile.

Friends kiss each other's cheeks and like it, right?

Ten minutes later, Artemis hadn't returned. Suddenly, I felt her screaming.

I flashed to her palace, tackling the god off my Artemis.

I grabbed a towel and covered her before unbinding her.

I brought Artemis back to my place, holding her tightly in my arms.

"Artemis," I mumbled softly in her ear. "How do you feel?"

"Scared," she whispered. "Violated."

"Do you want to go clean up?" I asked. Artemis nodded and left to my room.

I made some popcorn and hot chocolate. My friend stepped out in what seemed to be one of my shirts and a pair of my underwear, which were both a bit large for her.

"Percy," she murmured quietly. "I need a hug."

I pulled her toward my chest, holding her tightly.

Artemis pressed her face to the crook of my neck, her arms going around my chest. "Can we watch the movie now?"

I carried my best friend to the couch, handing her a cup of hot chocolate and a blanket.

Artemis curled up next to me and sipped on her drink, snagging popcorn from time to time.

About halfway through the movie, she fell asleep.

IVmuted the television and fixed the blanket over her before falling asleep myself.

I woke up in the morning laying on the couch, Artemis asleep on my chest.

Shortly, she awoke, yawning.

A blush crept up on her cheeks.

Why would she be blushing?

"What do you feel like doing?" I asked. "Sleep," she murmured.

"Whatever makes you feel better," I

whispered softly.

I carried her to my bedroom and set her down on the bed.

"Can you stay with me?" Artemis asked.

I crawled in next to her and pulled the covers up.

My best friend snuggled into my chest, promptly falling asleep.

I slowly drifted off with my arms around her, my lips pressed to the top of her head.

I was woken by the sound of someone pounding on the door.

I groaned and sat up.

I looked through the peephole, finding Athena waiting outside.

I opened the door. "How can I help you, Athena?"

Athena cleared her throat. "Artemis wasn't home, and I couldn't find her. Her palace was a mess. I was wondering if you knew what was happening."

I explained the event that had taken place the night before, and my friend's staying here due to the upcoming palace renovations.

"Is she alright?" Athena asked.

I felt a small, soft hand slip into mine.

"Is who alright?" Artemis asked, still in my clothes.

"We can talk about that later," I murmured in her ear.

"Well, my questions have been answered," Athena said. "There's a council meeting at noon."

I nodded, and Athena left.

"Percy," Artemis murmured.

I carried her back to bed and set her down.

"I like your hugs," she continued. "They're warm and comfy and safe because you wouldn't let anyone hurt me."

"That's right," I mumbled in her ear. "Nobody messes with my Art Fart."

This time, instead of scolding me, Artemis just smiled.

"Food?" She asked.

I carried her to the dining room and summoned burritos.

After we munched on the food, we went to the separate bath rooms to get ready.

"Percy!" I heard Artemis yell.

I ran over, finding Artemis wrapped in a towel, starin g at Hermes.

I sighed and grabbed the god by the collar of his shirt and dragged him out to the mud room.

"Dude!" He complained. "How come you never told me that you were getting some from Artemis?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not. Her palace is being renovated." Hermes scoffed and left.

Artemis stepped out, fully clothed, and kissed my cheek.

I smiled.

"Percy," she murmured. "Put a shirt on."