Percy slid his arms around Annabeths' shoulders. Her head was laying on his chest. 'Hm. I am really hoping we can just chill today.' Annabeth nodded.

'Me too, but that sounds like famous last words.' Percy snickered.

'Yeah, you're right.' He reached for the box of chocolates that was laying next to them on the couch. 'Want another Ferrero Rocher?' Annabeth nodded and kissed his neck.

'Yes, although I don't understand where you got them.'

'The Stolls can get you a lot.'

'They should have been called Fred and George.'

'Thinks everyone in camp.'

'Maybe.' She put the Ferrero Rocher into her mouth. Percy bit of a small bit.

'You need to properly taste it, Annabeth.' Annabeth shook her head. 'You cannot shake your head or nod when it is laying on my chest.'

'I just did. And I think you should just swallow it.'

'Hm.' Annabeth put her head closer to his. 'You want to watch a movie?'

'No, this is fine, right?' Percy muttered. Annabeth hummed.

'Yes, it's fine.'

Nico held Will by the hand. 'Are you sure you want to bring Percy and Annabeth? I believe they just wanted to be together today.' Nico shrugged.

'They for sure don't want to miss this!' Nico answered. Will shrugged.

'Well...'

'I am going to knock on the door!' Nico announced as soon as they stood in front of the door, cutting of Will. 'Wha... Oh, you're already doing it,' he said. Will sighed.

Inside of the cabin, Percy heard knocking on his door. He groaned. 'Go away!'

'Percy, come out. It's important.'

'This quiet moment is more important!' Annabeth answered, while hugging Percy even closer. They heard something by the lock. The next moment, Nico stood in the cabin. 'Come... oh.'

Annabeth quickly sat up straight. Percy did the same. 'Eh... I believe I had locked the door.' Nico acted like he saw nothing. 'Yes, and I got the key.' Will stood behind Nico.

'Sorry,' He mouthed.

'Not your fault,' Annabeth mouthed back. 'Nico, we really...'

'Silena and Beckendorf are getting married. In the Underworld. Right now. I am here to invite you.' Annabeth veered up from the couch.

'What?' She looked at Will, who nodded.

'Why didn't you say so before?' Percy said, while picking up his box of chocolates. Nico shrugged. 'I wanted to say it on the right time.'

They immediately departed to the Underworld. 'Are we the only ones coming?'

'No, I brought Clarisse too. But not any other people. Then Chiron will notice.' Percy nodded.

'Alright. Ferrero Rocher?' Nico took one.

They entered the Hades cabin. Clarisse was already waiting inside. 'Death guy, do I have to wait any longer?'

'No, Clarisse.' Nico punched the button next to his bed. The staircase down to the Underworld appeared. 'We are leaving right now. It's a four minutes walk.'

At the end of that four minutes walk, all the ferrero rochers where gone. Percy threw the empty box into Nico's trash can. 'Well, I guess we do not need to go back to our date then,' he whispered to Annabeth. Nico rolled his eyes. He went to open his bedroom door, but Persephone stormed in before he reached out his hands. 'Oh! Good! Those friends are here! Come, all three of you! Nico, Will, put on your clothes!' Nico groaned.

'Come on,' Will whispered. Persephone pulled Percy, Annabeth and Clarisse out of the room. 'Come. I got clothes for you.' Clarisse blinked.

'Clothes?' Persephone let her eyes go over her dirty sweatshirt and uncombed hair.

'You do not want to go to the wedding of your Aphrodite-friend in those clothes, right?' she asked. Clarisse shrugged. 'Maybe?' Annabeth looked at Percy.

'So much for a calm day,' she whispered. Percy sighed.

'Famous last words, as you said before.' Annabeth chukeled.

Persephone coerced them into a room. There was a nice, blue suit that Percy recognised hanging on one hanger. 'Hey, that is my regular suit!' Persephone patted him on the shoulder. 'Yup. Put it on while I pick a dress with the girls.' She closed a curtain between them (She had pulled it seemingly out of nowhere), leaving Percy alone with his suit.

She waved her hands, which caused racks and racks of clothing to appear. 'Over there are your sizes,' she said, while pointing at Annabeth, 'And those are yours,' She continued, while pointing to Clarisse. Clarisses' expression got sour. 'Why are they all pink, purple and yellow?' Persephone shrugged. 'Why not?'

'Because they'll make me look like a wedding cake. Also, don't bridesmaids usually have a theme? Chosen by the bride?' Persephone started pushing racks around.

'Well, Silena told me you could pick whatever. Do you want a blue dress, then?'

'I usually wear a suit.' Persephone shrugged and pulled a specific rack out of the forest of racks. 'Here you go.'

While Clarisse was rummaging through the suits, Persephone turned to Annabeth. 'Do you want a suit too, or is a dress fine?'

'A dress is fine. Blue or aquamarine would be nice. Persephone pulled a random dress out of the racks and gave it to Annabeth. 'There you go. Call me when you're done.'

'Persephone?' She heard five seconds later. She turned around and saw that all three kids were already done. 'Oh. Well, I'll just give all three of you a small bit of make-up and then we're done. Silena hired a hairdresser, so I do not have to worry about that.' She pulled some eyeliner and mascara out of her pocket.

'There are hairdressers in the Underworld?' Percy asked.

'I have a personal one and there are a few in Elysium.'

'Oh, alright then,' Percy answered, While Persephone gave him a small layer of mascara.

Ten minutes later, they were all sitting by the hairdressers. Nico and Will had finished putting on their suits a well. They had Lee and Castor in tow. The hairdressers (Who were all ghosts) looked at them. 'Hm. So, the purple eyed blondie, the grey eyed blondie and the brunette over here, please. The rest can go to Terry and Katrina.'

Annabeth sat down on one of the chairs. 'Would you like some tea?' the hairdresser asked. She shook her head. 'Can't.' The hairdresser shrugged.

'Alright, then. Say, have you heard the story about Olivia? Well, she...' that was the moment Annabeth zoned out to think about the wedding.

She didn't know for how long the hairdresser was busy, but she did know that she had a few difficult-looking braids on her head when she was done and also that she was thinking about the music by that time. She got up from the chair. 'Thanks ma'am.'

'Annabeth, come!'

'Yes, Nico, I am coming!' She walked over to Nico, which went a lot less fast than usual (Dresses. Hm).

'Where's Clarisse?'

'Already by the bride, because she is a bridesmaid and all.' Annabeth nodded.

'Why did Silena en Beckendorf choose to marry now?'

'Because they are both nineteen now. Now walk on, please.' Annabeth rolled her eyes.

'You should try running in a dress, Nico.'

They reached the throne room, where the ceremony was to be held. Annabeth raised both of her eyebrows. 'Hades was fine with this?'

'Well, our crew hangs around the palace a lot and Persephone thought it was the proper way to do it. So, yeah, Hades was sort of fine with this. Although I don't know if he's the one officiating the marriage.' Annabeth sighed.

'Cool.'

'Short answer.' Persephone came running over to the little group.

'Hello, I see you're done dressing up! Alright, Nico, Will, Castor, Lee, over there at the front please!' Annabeth, Percy, one chair back. Also, Will, Annabeth, Percy, don't forget not to eat anything!' They all nodded in unison, while pushing through the room, to their chairs. There were a surprising amount of people in the room.

'Who are all these people?' Percy asked while he looked around the room. Most of them were already seated. Castor and Lee turned around in their seats. 'Well, the people in that section are my siblings,' Castor said while he pointed at a corner in the middle of the room.

'Behind them sit some more people from Elysium, the other next door neighbours,' Lee told them.

'Does that imply that all of the Dionysus demigods from history are... their neighbours?' Annabeth asked. She didn't even mind that she had a not very enthusiastic look on her face. 'Yes, because we all live in the same house. Now, those people over there, closer at the front, are real friends of the groom and bride in the Underworld. Me, Lee, Nico, Will and the two of you also belong to that.'

'On the other side of the Dionysus crew sit some other close neighbours. Over there are some people from the aisles of the blessed. They seem to think that they deserve to be at any party being held. Yet, they are all very nice - aisle of the blessed, and all. Those people back there...'

Lee was cut off by the sudden swelling of music - the choir was singing. Annabeth believed the choir sang an ancient Greek marriage hymn. The doors opened (This time there was no imperial march. Apparently they fixed it) and the groom entered the throne room. Flowers started blooming all around the room. Nico gasped. He clutched Wills' hand.

Beckendorf was wearing a simple suit that fit him very well. It looked classy. He walked to the front, and slowly turned around. The music became softer. More flowers started to grow around the throne room. Everyone turned while the bride entered the room.

Silena had gone for a classical dress. It was snow white, with Silver on the sashes. The skirt was huge. She wore a veil that a princess would be jealous of. Her hair was clearly done up in a very chique hair do, with flowers and the veil worked into it in. She looked like a picture perfect daughter of Aphrodite on her wedding day - but with just that extra flair. She had Clarisse and another girl as her bridesmaids. The daughter of Ares fitted perfectly into the picture.

She walked up to the front, until she was standing right next to Charlie. They smiled at each other in a way that made Annabeth feel warm and fuzzy inside. She felt Percy grabbing and squeezing her hand. She squeezed back.

Hades appeared out of nowhere, in a suit that looked like he used it at every formal event. He clapped in his hands, even though everyone was already silent. The music stopped. Hades coughed. 'I have agreed to officiate this marriage, but I am going to do that quickly so you two can start dancing. I assume someone gave me this power. So, by the power vested in me, will you, Charles Beckendorf, take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife until I doom you to eternal punishment for your shenanigans?'

Beckendorf clearly tried not to laugh. 'I do.' Hades turned to Silena.

'And will you, Silena Beauregard, Take this man as your lawfully wedded husband until I want to ban you to Eternal punishment but am stopped by Persephone?' Silena gave him a dark look from under her veil, so that everyone in the room knew that she was probably the one going to be send to eternal punishment. 'I do,' She said, loud and clear.

'Then you may now kiss the bride!' Hades said, sounding rather jolly out of nowhere. Beckendorf carefully pushed her veil away. Silena and Beckendorf kissed, while the entire room cheered. Percy shivered. 'Huh. Never knew that ghostly cheers sounded so hollow.'

The bride and groom walked down the aisle. All of the guests were ushered out of the room. 'Out of palace and to Elysium! There is your party!' Hades yelled over their heads. Annabeth rolled her eyes. 'Hades will be Hades, I guess.'

They marched to Elysium. The spirits from the fields of asphodel gave the procession confused glances - most of them didn't even remember what a wedding was, much less why they were so glamorous. But that didn't kill the happy mood. Just like on Olympus, in Poseidon's' palace and in most godly places really, there was a main square in Elysium (Gods, what is it with the author and main squares?). It was decorated like a dancing floor, with even more flowers by the sides. 'Persephone has outdone herself,' Percy whispered to Annabeth. She nodded.

'I guess finally something exciting happens in here.' They cheered and clapped while Silena and Beckendorf took the floor and started dancing. Silena had put her veil off, so it did not hang in the way. When they were done, the bridesmaids entered the dancefloor. Clarisse and the other girl danced with each other. 'I did not know Clarisse could dance like that,' Will whispered to Nico. Nico beamed at him. 'Hm.' More people started to walk to the dancefloor - the ghosts rarely had a chance to dance, which was difficult for some of the victorian era ladies.

Nico pulled Will along. 'I can't dance!'

'That's a cliché thing to say, Nico. Come on!' Will put a hand on his hips. Clumsily, they swayed around. On the other side of the square, Annabeth and Percy started dancing as well.

Annabeth slid her arms around Percy's shoulders. The music seemed to drift away (Which is also a cliché, but the author needs to show you this is romantic so be quiet). Percy pushed her head against his chest and closed his eyes. He kissed the top of her head. 'Hm. Well, it could have been less nice and quiet, right?' He felt Annabeth giggling.

'Yes.' Percy breathed in deeply, through his nose.

'Oh, I believe I smell Ferrero Rocher.' Annabeth laughed, louder this time. She wiggled out of Percy's grip a bit and kissed him on the mouth. When she let go, she looked him in the eyes. 'This, Percy, is what I call a nice, romantic night.'

Behind them, The happy couple looked at each other like this was the best day of their... Lives? Whatever, you know what I mean. The light got darker - one can control the weather in the Underworld if one is Hades - and stars appeared.

'I told you so,' persephone said to Hades. They were in the tower of the palace, overlooking the wedding. She klinked her glass to his. Hades rolled his eyes.

'Whatever you say.' He turned away, to the window. What he didn't notice was that Persephone saw his little smile reflected in the curtainless windows.