Hey guys, I'm so sorry I haven't been updating, but I cannot begin to tell you how much work I've been having. My birthday was on the 19th of April though, so as a birthday present, cut me some slack ;) I'll update weekly, until the story has 30 chapters, then it's good and done ;) I got 6 word prompts (Thank you!) and I guess I'll try and use them all. So enjoy?

Thanks to jahfreenalam for this chapter's prompt :)

Chocolate

"Hey Annabeth." Percy called, the front door slamming shut behind him, "I'm back!" she emerged from their bedroom, "Oh hey. What're those?" she asked, pointing to the box he held in his hand.

"My mom gave them to me, you know, to congratulate us on our engagement." He opened the lid, and inside were twenty four pieces of chocolate. "Looks good huh?" he chuckled.

Annabeth never indulged in anything, she was always decent as to how many of something she used or had. She only had two weaknesses in life. Percy, and chocolate. She licked her lips absentmindedly, "Uh yeah, just um- just put them on the table."

He looked at her suspiciously. "How do I know you wont eat them all?" She glared, "Was I ever one to be selfish?" Without pausing to let him answer, she quickly grabbed to bowls from the kitchen and set them next to the box. "I'll divide them up equally. Happy Seaweed Brain?" he nodded, and she put twelve in each.

"Now go change." she scolded, waving her hand toward the room. He left silently, and she sat down giddily to enjoy her twelve chocolate pieces. She chewed each piece serenely, enjoying the sweet rush of flavor that filled her mouth.

Minutes passed, and she reached into the bowl again. Empty. "Did I really just eat them all?" she muttered. She looked around, eyeing Percy's bowl of chocolate. "No." she whispered fiercely, "I've had enough. we're getting married, and I want this marriage to be based on honesty."

She went to watch T.V and heard running water. He's showering, and wont be out anytime soon, she thought, making a beeline for the kitchen. "It's just chocolate." she mumbled. "We're engaged, what's mine is his, and what's his is mine…right?"

Grabbing the bowl, she ran to the couch, giggling to herself as she stuffed pieces into her mouth. So good, she thought, staring blankly at the T.V. She shoved another piece in.

"Annabeth?" Percy called, his hair damp, and dripping water onto his shoulders. She choked, and scurried around trying to get the bowl back in time. Her hand wrenched out to grab another piece, when he came into the kitchen, and stared at her. She had no way out. Her mouth was stuffed with two pieces of his chocolate, and her hand poised over the counter in an attempt to grab one last one.

She squeaked in surprise, "Uh. What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine?"