Part 2

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot

A/N: fun fact, this prompt I received asked if I could write a story with Annabeth as a dridder. I assumed that was a misspelling of spider because I've never played dungeosn and dragons and so this is how this came about. 😂😂 Anyways, I am surprised with your responses. Glad to have an accidental prompt turn out well with you all!

The last person she trusted to be smart enough to figure it out without killing her was Piper, a lover of most animals. She was a vegetarian, at the least. Surely she'd at least hesitate before smashing her.

So Annabeth found her sitting across from Drew on the floor of their cabin. Piper looked ready to off herself while Drew looked annoyed. "You have to speak to their desires," Piper said with as much aggravation as if this was her fifth time saying it. It probably was.

"It doesn't matter if I believe what I'm saying," Drew scoffed. "Your nose is too big. Cut. It. Off."While Annabeth felt an urge to find her nose and consider cutting it off, all Piper did was stare at her with confusion. It was much harder to charmspeak another charmspeaker, but Annabeth supposed that's why they were having this session.

"That was better," Piper ran a finger down her nose, still confused. "But you should lead up to it. I like my nose, so it wasn't very effective, but if you had started with something like, 'Feel your nose. Feel how it's weighing you down. Look at it, how easy it is to view on your face. You want to cut it off. You want to take it away!"

If Annabeth still had a nose, she had little doubt it wouldn't be lying on the floor below them. A shudder ran through her. Hazel's gift with the mist was spooky, but Piper's was downright illegal.

Drew's hands raised to her nose, eyes widening in alarm, which was hilarious. Of all people, she had the smallest nose imaginable. When her hands shot out for a knife, she finally seemed to realize what she was doing and shouted, "Damn you, McClean!"

"Just trying to help," Piper smirked, far too smug for what required. Annabeth didn't blame her. It was harmless – almost not harmless – revenge for Drew trying so hard to steal Jason away from her, even after they came back from defeating Gaea.

"I swear – ah! Spider!" Drew's eyes doubled before she hurried out of the cabin. "Kill it, Piper!"

Piper's eyes landed on Annabeth, who was pleasantly sitting on Piper's bed, two of her legs crossed over another two. "Sure," Piper said with no intention behind her words. Her brows pinched together, kaleidoscope eyes making Annabeth's brain spin. "What the fuck are you doing, spider-dude?"

Annabeth threw her arms up. She had no idea. She let her body fall back in frustration, desperately counting on Piper's affectionate personality to not squish her.

"You're a weird spider," Piper pointed out. "Are you the spider from the Athena cabin this morning? You caused one hell of a panic. I think you sent Mitchell into the infirmary for a panic attack."

Annabeth felt horrible for that. She hung her head.

"It's okay, though. I'm pretty sure Connor was there with a broken limb of some sort, and he helped him out before Will even got to him. Sounds like a cute pair to me," Piper said, looking at the spider in wonder. Annabeth looked up in horror, head shaking again, this time with disbelief. "Oh, gods, my siblings are rubbing off on me, aren't they?"

Annabeth nodded, though she doubted that was a very clear gesture. Piper fell back on the bed anyway, sighing loudly. Annabeth would have to get on to Piper later on for being so trusting of a lethal spider by her side. It was one thing to not kill her, but it was a whole other thing to trust her not to bite her.

"I could tell they've been getting to me, but it's not all my fault. Having to watch Annabeth and Percy flirt around each other every second of every day is exhausting. I just want to smash their lips together. Would that work? I don't know…"

Annabeth sputtered wildly. Where was this coming from? She was Piper closest girl friend, and Piper was hers, and she never once said a thing about wanting to smash her and Percy's lips together. A large part of her thought that sounded nice, but the majority of her wanted to slap Piper. That was such a bad idea. It would end their friendship. She knew Percy. He'd get all uncomfortable and awkward around her. It'd be like with Nico except the awkward week would last months. They were too close.

"Gods, the way he stares at her…I really hope Jason stares at me that way. It's like she's all that matters, as long as he's with her. Hell, he was willing to risk dying with her than living without," Piper shook her head, and she had a point, but Annabeth would have done the same thing. They loved each other, but it wasn't romantic. Piper just had a way to phrase it like it was romantic. Plus, her brain was a mess from hearing Percy admit to flirting with her earlier. Flirting didn't mean anything. It just boosted each of their egos, which wasn't a bad thing.

"…took the entire thing! Do you know how heavy three bags of make up are? Gods, Jason is a dream. I…"

Annabeth decided to let her fade away to her own mind. She listened to her while in human form about Jason enough. Now was not the time. Now she needed to return to human for a number of reasons. The most pressing reason was Percy's safety. Despite him probably telling the whole camp, he was the only one concerned (rude). So when he wakes up to find nobody searching for her, she was sure the same reckless actions would ensure, possibly causing worse damage unto him. Her other reason had to do with his feelings. It couldn't hurt to ask him why the hell he was flirting. His answer would finally help her decide if she needed to finally move on.

When she made her way back into the infirmary, it was just dinner time.

Will was sitting idly by Nico's feet, neither going to dinner, clearly. Every few minutes, he'd glance at Percy, who seemed to have much better color than before. Nico was talking swiftly, more excitedly than she'd seen him in years. Will sat there beaming at him, nodding encouragingly and commenting flirty notes here and there. At one point, she heard a 'you're beautiful.'

Annabeth would have gagged, but she had other plans the required her attention. The infirmary's ceiling hung low, thankfully. Beams crossed about ten feet off the ground with the true ceiling farther above that. She scurried upside down, which was a weird feeling, until she was above Percy's head.

And then, she went to work.

She felt like the spider in Charlottes' Web, a truly traumatizing children's story her step mother enjoyed reading to her when she was young. Still, it was the only way. And it was very efficient. Spiders really could spin webs quickly. It was as easy as singing.

Annabeth only paused when she saw Will move to sit beside Nico. The shorter boy's eyes were on Will's lips, transfixed and troubled. Nico didn't seem able to decide between being scared and curious.

"I'm going to kiss you now," Will said in a low, steady voice. He moved forward, inches from Nico's face, but then he pulled back and closed the curtain between Nico and Percy's bed. That made Annabeth laugh inaudibly. Will was jealousof Percy. It was hilarious. "Please don't shadow travel away. Or send any zombies on me. Or-,"

Before he could finish, Nico moved forward and kissed Will.

Annabeth's jaw dropped.

Nico's being somehow overexcitedmoved forward so fast he sent the two of them falling back on the bed. Will's head hit a jar of medicine on the post and sent it to the floor. Nico and Will didn't care. They kept on kissing, meanwhile the shattering of glass woke Percy up with a jolt.

Percy yanked the curtain to the side and screamed, breaking the duo apart. "Ah! Uh, sorry? Keep on…doing that. I'm just gonna leave, and you two…yeah."

Nico sat upright rigidly, face redder than Leo's hands after creating fire. After letting out an annoyed sigh, Will sat up, too. "You can't leave yet. I'll get you more ambrosia and nectar. When you finish that, then you can leave, deal?"

"Why wasn't I given that deal?" Nico scoffed, looking at the medical gown Will had forced him into. Will smiled mischievously before bending over and pressing his lips to Nico's quickly.

"I have ulterior motives for keeping you around, Death Boy."

Then, Will was off. Percy settled back on the bed, eyes blown wide with shock. "Congrats, dude," Percy snorted, a smile growing on his face.

"Shut up, Jackson," Nico threw a pillow into his face. Percy shook it off with a smile.

"Hey. I was wrong. You can flirt," Percy clapped.

"I'll give you some notes. You need to be more obvious with Annabeth like I was with Will."

"Oh god, he can't flirt!" Will scoffed, running a hand through Nico's long locks, who looked irked with him ruining his bullshit talk. "He was the least obvious guy I've ever met. The only reason I thought he was possibly interested in me was because he didn't threaten to hurt me all the time like he does with everyone else. He is fun to flirt with, though, that's for sure."

"I can too flirt!" Nico pouted as Percy's gaze traveled back to the ceiling, uninterested. Annabeth was in his direct line of sight. The finished masterpiece of a web was just waiting for his eyes to read it. She worried he'd be stuck in his daze too deep to read her words. "I was the one to suggest going swimming in the lake last week."

Will groaned dramatically, tossing Percy a bag of ambrosia as he fell into Nico. "Yes, where you hardly even spared my shirtless body a glance! Do you know how hard I work to keep my abs! Some appreciation would have been nice!"

Nico's lip raised in approval, cheeks stained red permanently. "I know. I did look. I'm just not as bad at snooping as you, Sunshine."

"Well you could have said something!"

"I-,"

"That spider can spell. Am I still delusional?" Percy asked, eyes squinting up at Annabeth. Relief flooded through her body as Percy sat up, eyes trained on her web. "Guys, seriously, what does that say? 'I am Annabeth. Hepl.' What does Hepl mean?"

"That says help," Will said.

"Oh," Percy frowned. "OH! Annabeth? Wait, what?"

Risking her life, Annabeth descended down on a string of web, right in front of Percy's face. His eyes were the size of watermelons. "A-Annabeth? Is that…you?"

Annabeth didn't know how to answer him, so she swung herself forward until she reached the strand of hair that used to be grey and rested on it, weaving it until it had a small braid in the middle of it. Will was gaping, terrified for Percy's life.

"That thing is poisonous! Kill it!"

"No," Percy said. "It's Annabeth. I know it is…but how."

Annabeth's many arms pointed at herself, and then his eye went wide. "That was you this morning! And at breakfast! Oh – oh gods that's not good." He ran a hand down his face before cupping Annabeth and letting her scuttle around on his hands. "Please don't kill me when you turn back to human. I couldn't help that joke. It was bad, I know that now."

"Or kill you now," Will muttered, wrapping an arm protectively around Nico and pulling him further away from Percy and Annabeth. "She's poisonous, you know."

"He knows, Will," Nico snorted.

"Okay."

Percy pursed his lips. "Arachne did this, didn't she?" Annabeth moved forward and backwards on his hand, hoping he understood that as a nod. "Fuck. Do you think Chiron will know what to do?"

Annabeth didn't move. She didn't know.

"Hecate cabin?"

She moved forward and back. It was worth a shot. Percy let out a breath of air. "Okay then. Let's go. And…no biting." Annabeth moved to bite him, just to make his heart speed up. "Hey! Sorry! I just wanted to remind you you're deadly." Annabeth moved as if to bite him again, very annoyed for him thinking she needed reminded of this. "Sorry! I mean, you're always deadly. But like, you're extra deadly now."

As Percy was walking out of the infirmary, Will called after, "You should have said deadly beautiful! Work on your flirting!"

Percy and Annabeth pointedly ignored him.

Nobody was at the Hecate cabin, though. It was time for the bonfire, so Percy jogged over there quickly. "I'm so sorry, Wise Girl. I'm sure if that had been me, you would have realized sooner."

Annabeth crawled onto his chest, trying to nuzzle against him while she could. She wasn't mad. She was rather impressed with him, truthfully. She really wanted to hug him, but at least now she could memorize his muscles without him realizing what she was doing. He was ripped, and she was going to appreciate it very much while she could.

"You're very ticklish," he pointed out. "I bet you're hungry. Did you have to eat a fly? Oh, that's gross, Annabeth. If I wanted to kiss you before, I don't think – well, I still would." Percy stopped walking all together suddenly, looking down at Annabeth resting with all her many limbs on his chest. "Shit. I – um, that was all hypothetical, really."

Annabeth thanked the gods that Percy was a horrible liar. Her heart soared with hope.

"Stupid, easy-to-talk-to spider," Percy grumbled continuing his way down to the campfire. When they got there, everyone was in the middle of 'Down By The Monster Bay.' Percy found Lou Ellen, pulling her to the side between the stands.

"H-hey, Percy," Lou said, face redder than the strawberries in the field. Annabeth frowned, scurrying on Percy's orange shirt to make herself known. "Ah! Um, you know, you have a spider on your chest, right?"

"Yes. It's Annabeth," Percy huffed. "Arachne turned her into a spider. I need you to un-turn her. Now."

Lou Ellen frowned, stepping closer to eye Annabeth. She was much to close to Percy for her liking, so she jumped onto Lou's outstretched hand. That was better, even if she would miss his warmth. "Hmm," Lou said, biting her tongue and handing Annabeth over to Percy. "It's a weak curse. I'll be right back."

Then, she was running into her cabin. Annabeth liked the sound of a weak curse, and so did Percy, because he moved back to an empty spot on the bottom row of a nearby stand. He hummed half-heartedly while running a finger down the spine of Annabeth's lower body. She felt that in her butt, which she doubted Percy realized, but it was a different feeling she felt bad for liking.

Her eyes drifted around the campfire. Leading the songs across the fire, Will was singing loudly and horribly. Nico was at his side, cringing and shushing him, though he never listened. His arm was around Will's waist though, and by the embarrassed smile on his face, he couldn't be happier about that fact. Every now and then, Will would stop singing to press a kiss to the top of Nico's head.

It made Annabeth happy to see Nico smiling again, but it also made her jealous. She wanted that. With Percy.

"We'll get you back soon," Percy muttered, bringing her mind back into its original sharpness. "This isn't very fair. You've gotten to tease me for years for getting turned into a guinea pig, but when you turn into an animal, it's all cool and venomous and hot. Not. Fair."

Hot was an odd term to give to a spider. She decided Percy was meaning that very loosely, as if the idea of her being so deadly was hot. Again, she was a little miffed; she was always deadly. She should have always been hot.

Suddenly, Lou Ellen was standing in front of them with a goopy substance in a small bowl. "This isn't as good as Hermes' vitamins, but they'll do the trick. So all you-,"

"Thank the gods!" Percy exclaimed, grabbing the bowl and thrusting it under Annabeth's tiny head. She hurriedly rushed forward, drinking in as much of the gooey substance as she could at once.

"Oh, no that's not good," Lou squeaked. Percy looked up to her in question. "This probably should have, uh, been done in private…"

"Why?" Percy asked, but it was too late. Annabeth could feel energy coursing through her body. Her body was growing larger, and her vision was clouded in a film of thick dust. She fell out of Percy's hand, onto the grass at the feet that she could feel on every inch of her body. "OH MY GODS!"

As Annabeth could finally feel her individual toes and hair and normal butt again, she felt a body crash on top of hers. "Ow. Percy, get off me."

"Can't," he grunted, moving to cover every inch of her.

"Why?" she seethed as gasps seemed to arise from every single person around the campfire.

"Because," he whispered, as if this was a secret, "you're naked."

Annabeth felt all the blood rush into her head. "No."

"I'm afraid so, Wise Girl."

Then, she heard a booming, beautiful voice speak harshly, "You all want to look away! Look at the pretty, beautiful stars! They're sooo sparkly!"

Annabeth loved Piper. Even Percy's head shot to the sky. "This isn't fair…"

"Percy, you just felt every inch of my body. I don't think you should be complaining about fairness right now," Annabeth hissed, making sure everyone was looking away before she shoved him off of her. "Give me your shirt."

"I was already going to," Percy muttered, voice higher than she recalled. He whipped his shirt over his head in seconds, thrusting it toward Annabeth.

"Oooo!" Came from almost everyone in the stands, to which Percy threatened their heads if they didn't stop. They did, most of them at least. Leo didn't, but nobody really listened to him anyways.

"Come on," Percy said, grabbing Annabeth's hand once she got the oversized shirt on herself. It went down almost to mid-thigh, much shorter than she'd been prepared for. A hand full of people, all mostly children of Aphrodite, were running after them. "In here."

Percy's cabin was closer, so they ducked inside and slammed the door shut, breathing deeply. "Gods, that was humiliating," she groaned, back pressed against the door as she fell to a crouch. Percy came forward, sitting by her side on the hard wood.

"I don't know about humiliating," Percy said, hand running down her cheek. "It was pretty hot." His eyes went wide as Annabeth stared at him with scrutiny. "But I totally get it if you're upset. Just…I'm not. And everyone else wasn't. But nobody saw you. Trust me."

Annabeth snorted at the way he rambled. It wasn't often she got him to do that. "I know. I'll have a bruise on my elbow to prove it." Percy ran a hand through his hair nervously, laughing and looking at their knees bumping together. She rested her head on his shoulder. "Thanks, Seaweed Brains. I was worried you wouldn't figure it out. Nobody else did."

Percy gaped, elbowing her side with a growing grin. "Is that your way of saying I was smart today?"

"Maybe," she admitted, pointedly sticking her tongue out at him. "But you won't hear me say it again Mister D-in-English."

"Hey! English is hard!" Percy protested, wrapping an arm around her shoulders to pull her into his side. She stayed there, enjoying the safety Percy always provided. She never wanted to leave his strong grasp. "So…how much did you hear this morning?" Percy asked casually. Annabeth had to stop a giggle from escaping, and that answered his question. He ran a hand down her face. "And…my shower? Were you with me then?"

Gods, I wish.

"Really?" Percy asked, and with horror Annabeth realized she'd spoken out loud. She tried to pull away, shaking her head with terror, but Percy's grin only grew wider. "Annabeth Chase. Why would you ever want to see me naked?"

Grey eyes going wide, she felt the urge to slap him. "To make it even. You saw me naked!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"No! I tackled you before anyone could see," Percy shook his head ruefully. "I did feel a few-,"

"Stop right there, Jackson," Annabeth threatened, looking up at the smirking best friend she wanted to murder. She would rip out his tongue if he finished that sentence.

And then, Percy said, "Make me."

Without her permission, her body shivered at his words. He looked too pleased with himself, hands too ticklish at her side. "Fine," she huffed, hands reaching up to his neck and doing the one thing she could think of that would completely blow him away into silence.

She pulled his lips onto hers.

Both of them were a little too surprised to do anything at first. Annabeth had never acted without a plan before, and she wasn't sure how well it would work for her.

But then one of Percy's hands wrapped around to curl in her hair, not letting her stray away. His lips moved against hers slowly, as if he was scared to take lead. It sent energy racing down her body. She mirrored Percy, never having kissed anyone properly before. This seemed to reassure him, and then his hand grabbed at her waist and swung her over top his legs. It was a weird feeling considering she had absolutely no clothes on underneath her shirt, and his jeans were a little rough, but she was soon distracted by his tongue daring to lick along her bottom lip. Her hands grabbed his biceps, steadying herself as she met his tongue with her own, whimpering by effect. Percy suddenly kissed her harder, more insistent, more demanding. He moved faster, his hands inching down her body, closer and closer to the curve of her butt, but he didn't dare to go all the way there.

It made Annabeth smile into the kiss, sensing the still young and unsure boy inside Percy. Then, she took one of her hands and guided his own to her bottom, moaning into his mouth quietly as he gripped her tightly.

"This reallymakes me want to see you naked now," Percy spoke into her mouth, not wanting to miss an opportunity to kiss her, but then Annabeth was laughing and he couldn't continue kissing her lips. Instead, he kissed down her neck, stopping in places that made Annabeth make sounds she'd never made before. When he started sucking at the base of her neck, she couldn't hold back the moan that came ripping up her body.

"Gods, that feels amazing," she whispered, head falling back in ecstasy.

"Hey, Wise Girl?" Percy said between nips on her skin. All she could manage was a nod, her hands running down his firm chest.

"When did you get so ripped, Percy? Fuck," Annabeth ground her hips into him, making Percy gasp, eyes flying open. Soon, she realized why. She could feel a firm tent in his jeans pressing up against her everything. "Oh. Wow."

"Sorry," Percy blushed, kissing her lips chastely. "You're really, really hot right now. I mean, you're always beautiful and hot, but, like, I can feelyou and hear you and kiss you and…yeah. I'm sorry."

Annabeth smirked knowingly because she could say the same things. She pressed a slow, passionate kiss against his lips. "What were you going to say, Seaweed Brian?"

Percy's cheeks were on fire. His thumb rubbed a circle into her butt, soothing her to relax against him despite how much her bent knees were killing here. "I, um, just…never mind. It's too…much."

Annabeth considered him momentarily. She kissed him again, never wanting to stop kissing him. "I like too much."

He nodded, blinking fast as he contemplated his words. Meanwhile, she let her hands run up and down his back. She could feel him relaxing with each brush until he finally said, "I love you, Annabeth."

Annabeth beamed, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in to kiss him more because it was all she could do to express how she felt. When she finally pulled away, she spoke against his ear, "I love you, too, Percy."

"Really?" he exclaimed, as if this was a bigger surprise than if he'd seen Santa. Annabeth rolled her eyes and hit up lightly.

"Yes, really. Since we were little, really. I just…didn't want to lose you."

Percy frowned. "You couldn't lose me. I mean, Rachel once kissed me and we're still friends. I – ow! That's a sensitive area, Annabeth!"

"I know," she said, trying not to pout even though she could feel her nose beginning to crinkle. Percy's smile grew wide at the realization that she was jealous. "Just shut up and maybe we can arrange for that seeing me naked thing to happen before the Harpy's come."

She'd never seen Percy more animalistic in her life as he leaned forward and pressed her against the ground, kissing her like crazy.

Then again, the whole day had been a little crazy. Annabeth decided she liked crazy now.

A/N: Well, that's it. It was a cute story, not much meaning, but overall kind of funny. I'd love to hear your thoughts on this, please! Check out my other Percabeth one shots and stay tuned for others. :)