A/N: Hello there, people! Okay, I welcome you to the sixteenth chapter. TBH, I really don't know what I should name this exciting chapter.

To allen r: : Hello there! Thank you for reviewing and are you happy you got your lil' bit of Percabeth?

To IShipPercabeth : I thought you were the Annabeth I met in Twitter . . . LOL!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own most characters, and I don't own Draco Malfoy, ROMIONE (the feels) and Hermione Granger too.

SO our story is almost coming to an end. I feel myself crying (this is not the last chapter though)

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WHERE WE LEFT OF:

"Oh just five more minutes, please." Percy said and Athena nodded. When Percy was sure that Athena had dozed off for a short time, Percy went to Annabeth and kissed her in the lips and said, "I love you Annabeth."

*drum roll* Dat, danananan! I present you, CHAPTER SIXTEEN!

CHAPTER 16: THE PUNCH

(Third Person's POV)

It is the end of March and Annabeth felt better than before and now she can sit up and speak (A/N: Sorry for describing her like a baby!). Apollo had left, and entrusted his children to take care of Annabeth. Annabeth had felt everyday that some "mystery man" has kissed her: her lips feel it!

Meanwhile, Percy has avoided Annabeth ever since she healed. He was too . . . he can't describe how he felt: embarrassed? Shy? Disappointed? He doesn't really know. He might get a good punch in the face; or worse, they would break up "for the greater good." (A/N: Ya see that Harry Potter reference? Huh? Dumbledore and Grindelwald?!)

Annabeth secretly misses Percy . . . although one part of her wants to punch him, and break up with him. She pushed that thought out of her mind, and decided to have an afternoon nap.

Tyson has left so Percy has been in his cabin most of the time, for privacy. He had been thinking about the possibilities of what Annabeth will do to him. He decided to take an afternoon nap first . . .

Annabeth and Percy had dreamt of the same thing: they were thrown to Tartarus again with nothing but their clothes, of course! They landed into something rocky like land and ignored each other. Percy sat down on a large rock, fiddling with a stick and Annabeth was quietly playing with small stones. The place began to close, as if it was made to crush Annabeth and Percy. It forced Annabeth and Percy nose to nose (with five inches space), and it stopped there. Suddenly, Percy kissed Annabeth passionately all of a sudden and Annabeth broke it. She punched Percy: Annabeth did it like the Hermione-punches-Draco style on purpose, because Hermione is Annabeth's role model. Percy scowled and a hole appeared below his feet, and he fell to another terrain: a muddy one. Annabeth and Percy became farther from each other now . . . and they woke up.

"Annabeth, wake up!" Malcolm shook Annabeth's shoulders and Annabeth was forced to wake up. Oh gods, she hated it!

"Annabeth, you have a visitor." For one moment, Annabeth had a happy-but-a-little-sad thought that it was Percy, but she was wrong. It was Nico. Ferrety fauns, how she hated Nico! Annabeth knows that Nico likes her. Annabeth thought of a bunch of curses to tell Nico.

Nico began, "Hey Annabeth—"

"Go away." Annabeth said out of the blue. 'Woops.' Annabeth said to herself. 'Sorry, not sorry.'

Nico frowned. "But—"

"You heard me," Annabeth sat up and knitted her eye brows. "But what are you going to tell me? If it's not about . . . us . . . then tell me."

"Well I was to deliver this message—"

"Go on,"

"And well it was from—"

"From who?"

"Don't cut me then! It was from Percy—"

"Really?" Annabeth raised her brows.

"Yes, and he—wait . . ." He paused for a second and said, "Got to go!" And then he muttered something about "dying" and "Camp Jupiter".

An Apollo camper came and said, "Annabeth, take this." She gave me a little glass that contained liquid which changed every second: from blue to yellow then to white then to—oh you get the idea.

"What's this?" asked Annabeth.

"Umm, it's called ambrosia nectar. It's crushed ambrosia powder, mixed with nectar." The camper said.

"Oh thank you." And Annabeth drank the yummy liquid. It tasted like . . . she can't be exact but it tasted like . . . Percy . . . Wait, what?! It tastes like . . . PERCY?! WTF!

The Apollo camper approached and asked, "What does it taste like? We need it so we can bring it here." Annabeth mumbled something.

"What?" asked the Apollo camper.

"Oh um . . . bubblegum ice cream," answered Annabeth.

"Okay! So wait . . ."And the camper appeared carrying a small bowl of light blue ice cream.

"Oh . . . yes . . . thank you." Annabeth took the small bowl and stared at the Apollo camper.

"Well?"

"What?"

"What are you waiting for?! Eat!"

"Well . . . um . . . okay." Annabeth took teaspoonfuls of the ice cream.

Days passed and it is now March 31, the day before April 1. There will be a party from 6:00 to 10:00PM. Annabeth is now fully healed and she is continuing her daily schedule. Athena and Thalia left the camp, now that Annabeth's okay.

Meanwhile, Percy stayed in his cabin, door locked. He doesn't let anyone in—even Chiron.

"Percy, open up. We need to prepare for Annabeth's party—"

"Why is there a party?" said Percy out of the blue.

"Well, um, you know Annabeth is one of our most celebrated campers." said Chiron from outside.

"Go away. I'm gonna stay here until—"

"You can't attend the party if you won't prepare!"

"How about the others?"

"They've done something,"

Percy sighed. "Fine."

Annabeth put on a basic camp T-shirt and a sweater that said, "ROMIONE IS MY OTP" with hearts for the O's. She also put on jeans. Annabeth said to the readers, "Don't judge me! I love Ron and Hermione!"

She set off to the place of the campfires and many greeted her, "Hi, Annabeth! Welcome back" or sometimes, "Annabeth! Good to see you." One even said, "Hi Annabeth! Ooh, I love your sweater."

"Thanks, Molly."

"Annabeth, you cray cray git, how are you?!" said a camper who I believe is named Shin.

Annabeth glared at her and muttered. "Why are you here, Ms. Shinny Shun Shine?!"

"Hey guys! We're going to sing a song called 'While You're Gone' by the Five Other Demigods." the main Apollo's child singer, Grayson, said.

"I've got my ticket for a long way round,
Two people falling while we're there.
And I sure would like some ambrosia yeah,
And we're leaving on the Argo right away.

"While you're gone, while you're go-o-one
We're gonna miss you while you're gone.
We're gonna miss you by your hair,
We're gonna miss you everywhere.
We're sure gonna miss you while you're gone."

Music played and then the singers sang again.

"I've got my ticket for a long way round
The one where the god of dead lives.
It's got dark walls; it's got dead ones,
It's got sights to give you goose bumps;
But it sure would be happier with you.

"While you're gone, while you're go-o-one
We're gonna miss you while you're gone.
We're gonna miss you by your talk,
We're gonna miss you by your walk, oh.
We're sure gonna miss you while you're gone."

The Apollo children smiled and the crowd rose to give them a standing ovation. One said, "I am totally going to buy that single!" The crowd sat on their seats again and the other campers are now getting food, drinks, punch, etc.

Piper approached and said, "Hi Annabeth! How're you doing?"

"I'm fine, Piper . . . It's just . . . it's so crowded though."

"Of course it's crowded!"Piper said.

"I'll just get punch . . ." Annabeth stood up but Piper stopped her.

"No! I'll get some for you."

"No. It's okay."

"Hmmm, okay. Brace yourself." And Piper disappeared to find Jason.

Annabeth went to the drinks table, where the punch is located. She was in line behind a person with black hair, and Annabeth describes it as "messy." He was wearing a simple blue T-shirt, with faded denims. The guy was now getting punch . . . After a few seconds; the guy turned and suddenly spilled his punch all over Annabeth.

A/N: "Damn cliffhangers!" :3 Okay, so watch out for the next chapter which will be coming soon.