Annabeth's POV

Gods, Aphrodite must've messed with my brain, because ever since Mr. Seaweed Brain and I started dating five years ago, I have been head over heels.

I don't know why, but I find Percy's lopsided smirk irresistible.

And that means that if I get mad at him, (it's usually his fault!) he can just, grin and saw something sweet and loving, and then we would end up kissing and making up. Usually, I would even forget what I was even mad about.

This was usually how it went. This morning wasn't any different.

It was a cold December morning, and as usual on a Saturday morning, I was up before Percy. He had his arms around me, and I gently shook him so he could let go.

Alas, no such luck.

I sighed as I untangled myself from Percy's arms and made my way out of our room. Gods, it was cold! I thought, I as went to turn the heat up. Ever since, that place, Percy and I have also wanted to heat warmer than usual, since we were so cold down there.

I looked around for my fuzzy orange robe, finally finding it and wrapping it around my shoulders.

"Maybe if you had worn something besides Percy's old shirt to bed you wouldn't be so cold." I scolded myself, looking around for my slippers.

My slippers. I don't know why Percy was so obsessed with me wearing them! He was always so worried that my feet would get cold, so he had bought me a pair of cute little owl slippers for me to wear in the morning.

But I couldn't find them.

Whatever. I thought, as I shrugged and pulled on some old socks instead.

I began making Percy's favorite breakfast, blueberry pancakes and bacon. As soon as the food hit the pan, I felt Percy's strong hands circle around my waist.

"Morning Wise Girl." He said sleepily, kissing my neck and resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Morning Seaweed Brain" I replied, flipping the pancakes. "Hey, do you know where my slippers are?" I asked, turning towards him.

The son of Poseidon grinned. "Yeah, I do." He said mischievously.

"Percy!" I shouted, more annoyed than angry.

He smirked and went to the other side of the kitchen, opening up a cabinet and pulling out my slippers.

"You put my slippers in the cabinet! Percy, that's where we keep our plates! You can't put shoes where we keep our plates! That's completely unhe-eek!" I squeaked as he cut me off with a kiss and lifted me up so I was sitting on the counter. I was still, almost as tall as he was, even sitting off the ground.

I huffed and crossed my arms, looking away and determined not to get lost in his sea-green eyes.

He took the shoes and slipped them onto my feet. "A perfect fit." He said, uncrossing my arms and taking my hands. I made the mistake of looking at him. With his eyes and grin, my annoyance quickly went away, and I smiled myself.

"I guess you're my Cinderella." He said, smirking, leaning down to kiss me.

"Why in the Hades would you think I'm not?" I replied, tilting my head up and complying with the kiss.

And we completely forgot about the breakfast.