Engaged
Percy nervously wiped his sweaty hands on his pants. He and Annabeth were on their hundredth date, and hundred meant a lot to demigods. It meant that they were alive. They were at the beach on their date, having a dinner picnic. Percy took the box out of his jacket and put it in his hands. Then he cleared his throat, smiled, and got on his knees.
"Annabeth Chase, you are the love of my life. You are my life. We've been through so much together, and how would I be a gentleman if I left you now? Will you do the great honor of- of marrying me?" Percy took the ring out of the box, and smiled at Annabeth's shocked expression.
"Oh Seaweed Brain! Yes! The answer is yes!" Percy slid the ring on Annabeth's finger. He stood up, and was promptly knocked over by Annabeth's forceful kiss.