"So let me get this straight Percy. You saw a car in Annabeth's driveway…and you kidnapped your girlfriend." Sally Jackson said calmly, as she swept around the kitchen, getting dinner ready: Lime Butter Chicken.
"No mom. There was a car in her driveway. Along with some guy. It was a rash decision, I know. You don't need to lecture me about it." Percy's voice was muffled, since his head was buried in his arm, leaning against the table.
"Yes it was a rash decision. And you still haven't walked in there and apologized to Annabeth."
Percy's head suddenly shot up, his hair in front sticking up slightly. "I'm not going in there!" his voice near shouting.
Sally whirled around at her son. "Oh yes you are. You have to apologize right now. She is in there in an insane rage, ruining my living room! Paul is hiding out in his office because he's afraid to cross her path! Now go!" She turned back to marinating the chicken, completely silent after her outburst.
Percy got up slowly, staring at the door going into the living room. He took a deep breath, and pushed through the door.
In the living room, the pillows from the couch were on the floor, and there was a blonde girl storming around the room. When she heard the door creak open, she whipped around to face the person who dared to interrupt her.
Perfect. Just the person I wanted to see.
"Yes, Percy?" she asked, sounding completely calm, while her gray eyes blazed, looking so near to Ares' eyes.
"I-….I'm sorry." he barely squeaked out. He'd never, ever seen Annabeth this mad.
"Sorry for what Percy." the same calm voice.
"For taking you back to my house." his voice a little stronger now.
That's when the volcano completely erupted instead of blazed. It felt like waking Typhon up all over again to Percy.
"TAKE ME BACK TO YOUR HOUSE? YOU FRICKEN KIDNAPPED ME PERCY! MY DAD DOESN'T KNOW WHERE I AM! HE'S PROBABLY FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW! I COULD CALL THE POLICE YOU KNOW! YOU'RE HOLDING ME AGAINST MY WILL! I'M CALLING THEM! I SWEAR I WILL! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID THIS YOU IDIOT!"
Annabeth's glare penetrated all the way through him. Percy stood there staring at her for a moment…
"Fine. Call the police. Be my guest Wise Girl."
"DON'T PISS ME OFF RIGHT NOW PERCY!"
"Too late."
"I HEARD THAT!"
"You were meant to here it!" Percy's voice was getting louder with every word he said.
"OH REALLY SEAWEED BRAIN?"
"YEAH WISE GIRL!"
"DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THIS AGAIN!"
"YOU ALREADY HAD YOUR CHANCE TO RANT! NOW IT'S MY TURN!"
The two were in each other's faces, Annabeth pointing a finger into his chest.
"YOUR TURN? HA!"
"YEAH MY TURN. BECAUSE YOU'RE-"
"SHUT UP!" Percy and Annabeth whirled around to face the kitchen doorway, where Sally was standing holding a bowl of Jell-o.
"Do you want the neighbors coming down here to scream at us? Percy, I suggest you go into your room to calm down."
"Mom you-"
"If you're going to act like a five year old, I'm going to treat you like a five year old!" her voice nearing the level Percy and Annabeth had previously been using.
Percy moved a step away from Annabeth who was sending him a smug look. "Annabeth I made you some dinner. Paul and I are actually going out to dinner, and I didn't really plan on you being here, but we can't cancel the reservation and everything…"
"That's fine Mrs. Jackson. Thank you." Annabeth sauntered into the kitchen grabbing the bowl of Jell-o Sally held out to her.
After Annabeth disappeared into the kitchen, Sally went over and grabbed Percy's shoulder before he could stomp down the hall into his bedroom.
"I'm sorry, I just don't really want to see Annabeth angrier. I didn't mean to yell at you."
Percy looked at his mom, and sighed. "What do I say to her?" he asked, collapsing onto the living room couch.
"Well, it looks like apologizing didn't really work, so maybe…just wait till she calms down, and then try to talk to her. Try that, because right now she's a little over the edge."
"You think?"
Sally sarcastically slapped her sons arm. "Don't talk back to your mother!" Percy and Sally laughed slightly, then Sally looked down at her watch.
"Well, Paul and I should be there by now, so we better hurry." she reached over and kissed Percy's forehead.
"Good luck." she whispered.
"Thanks. Have fun."
"Alright."
A few minutes of rushing around and "Do you have the car keys?", "Did you call to make sure the reservation was still there?", "Are you ready?" his mother and Paul were out the door.
The apartment fell silent, and Percy didn't dare move. From the silence coming from the kitchen, it seemed like Annabeth wasn't moving either.
How did it end up like this? Percy thought in distress. The little green monster on his shoulder made him remember what he'd felt when he'd seen the asshole in Annabeth's driveway. Percy's fist clenched and his jaw tightened.
Maybe Annabeth wasn't the only one who needed to calm down.
-x-
"So Percy should be dropping her off right no-" Thalia turned to her friends driveway to see a boy that was NOT Percy sitting in the driveway. He was leaning against his car, an idiotic smile on his face.
"Who's that freak?" she almost yelled out loud.
Tyson covered her mouth and pulled her back into the underbrush across the street.
"Who's that freak?" she whispered this time.
"How are we supposed to know?" Grover whispered back.
Nico's head shot back up at the sound of an engine.
"There they go!" Three more heads popped up just in time to see Percy's mustang disappear around the corner.
"So…what the hell does this mean then?"
"He's a bad guy?" Tyson whispered, sending a suspicious look towards the boy in Annabeth's driveway.
"Maybe…maybe…What do we do?" Thalia whispered.
"I think we call Annabeth." Nico responded.
A/N: I wasn't going to have Thalia and the gang mess with Percy and Annabeth in this story because Percabeth kinda has to work this out themselves! J
R&R!