Hola cupcakes! You may have noticed that this story originally was only a single oneshot (Sleeping Arrangements). Since I have many more ideas for Percabeth-related oneshots, I decided to make this a series. I hope you'll enjoy it. I'd be delighted to hear from you. Constructive criticism appreciated. ;)

This chapter is set a few years after HOO, Annabeth and Percy are living and going to college in New Rome and Annabeth is having a girls' night out witch RED, Beauty Queen and RARA ;) It actually turned out to be more... ahem "suggestive" than I planned but I decided just to "go with the flow". Annabeth and Percy don't really do anything, but well, just read for yourselves... :D

DISCLAIMER: Surprise! I'm not Rick Riordan, so I don't own any of his book series or characters.

ANNABETH MEETS ALCOHOL

Percy's POV

Annabeth was having a girls' night out with Reyna, Rachel and also with Piper, who was visiting from Camp Half-Blood with Jason. They had left Camp Jupiter some hours ago, headed to Oakland where they planned on visiting some bars. Percy was fine with that. He had met up with Jason, Tyson and Ella, Frank and Hazel – who was not of age yet and thus hadn't been able to join the girls and, aside from that, wasn't really a party person (at least when it came to 21st century parties).

They had eaten pizza, recounted old stories, talked college and laughed a lot. After everyone else had gone to bed there were only Percy and Jason left. Jason was yawning and finally got up.

„I'm off to bed, bro. Try not to stay up too much longer."

„I'll try", Percy answered, although he and Jason both knew that he probably wouldn't be going to bed until Annabeth was home.

Jason had almost made his way to Percy and Annabeth's study, where he and Piper were sleeping on the couch during their stay at Camp Jupiter, when Percy couldn't resist the urge to call him.

„Bro!"

Jason turned around.

„What?"

„Just remember...", Percy said, smirking, „Annabeth's bookshelves above the couch are hanging pretty low."

Jason looked at him, apparently confused. Percy tried not to burst out laughing.

„Well, I'm just a little worried about your head, you know? Any encounters with bricks lately?"

Jason rolled his eyes at him.

„You're never gonna let me live this down, are you?"

Percy shook his head. „Sorry, dude. It was just too amazing how you managed... I mean, you'd think that after one or two times you'd have enough..."

„Shut it, Jackson", Jason said, but he was grinning. „Night, bro."

He went into the study and closed the door. Percy got up and went to the kitchen. He was about to open the fridge when he saw a note hanging on its door.

Go to bed, Seaweed Brain, it read. I'm coming back to you. Love you, Wise Girl.

Warmth spread through his body and he felt his mouth break into a huge grin. She just knew him too well. He was just about to follow her orders – he was pretty much used to it by now, partly because of her famous death glare and partly because she was almost always right – when the White Stripes started to play Fell in love with a girl in the pocket of his jeans. He jumped.

Dam(n) Leo – he had designed special monster-proof cellphones for the former crew of the Argo II and Nico, Calypso and Reyna as Christmas presents – which of course was pretty nice of him, but Percy still wasn't used to getting calls. Piper, the display read. She wouldn't be calling if it wasn't important, especially not at one o'clock in the morning. Percy picked up the phone, trying to fight down the worry building up in his stomach.

"Piper?", he asked breathlessly. "You alright? Annabeth? Are you being attacked?"

He had worried that might happen, even though the girls had insisted that three demigods and one mortal together wouldn't attract more monsters than the three half-bloods on an average quest and even though they had taken their weapons with them, planning on letting Piper charmspeak the doormen into not searching their bags.

Piper chuckled lightly.

"Wow, you weren't as cool as you let on when we left, were you?", she asked.

Percy relaxed a little. Piper loved to tease him whenever she got the chance but she wouldn't do it if any of their friends were in danger.

"Whatever, Piper. I didn't wanna ruin Annabeth's night out."

"Very noble of you."

"Ha ha. So, what is it?", he asked.

"Uh - how do I put this?", Piper said. "Well, you see, Annabeth got a little too friendly..."

"WHAT?!"

"... with tequila", Piper finished. "What did you think I was gonna say?"

"Uh- nothing?"

"Yeah, right."

"Are you sure we're talking about Annabeth?", Percy asked confused, only partly because he wanted to change the subject. "She doesn't usually... get drunk, you know."

"Blonde hair, gray eyes, tall, athletic, stubborn?", Piper asked. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's her. Well, we'd take her home – even though we certainly didn't plan for the night to end so early – but she refuses to come with us. I was wondering-"

"Alright, Piper. I'm gonna fly there on Blackjack."

The pegasus had come to Camp Jupiter with them, which Percy was thankful for, now more than ever. Piper told him the name and the address of the bar and he grabbed his keys and a jacket and rushed out of the house.

When he got to the bar, Piper was waiting for him outside.

"Did you leave her-", he started, but she interrupted him.

"Don't freak out. She's with Reyna and Rachel."

He nodded and followed Piper into the dimly lit room. Music was playing, some people were dancing, others just sitting around. He saw her immediately.

Annabeth was sitting at the bar in her green top and black skirt. Next to her, Rachel and Reyna were giggling madly. Percy shook his head. Reyna didn't giggle. Ever. Then again, Annabeth didn't usually get drunk. 'Girls' night out' seemed to be a dangerous thing, or at least a weird one.

Walking towards her, he noticed that Annabeth's arms were on the counter and she had her head in her hands, talking casually to the bartender, who seemed to enjoy this very much. Actually, he seemed to enjoy it a bit too much for Percy's taste.

The bartender leaned forward to whisper something into Annabeth's ear and she burst out laughing. Jealousy washed over Percy like a wave but he told himself to stay calm. He watched as the bartender scribbled something on a napkin and then gave the napkin to Annabeth. She looked at it and frowned. Then she smiled apologetically and gave the napkin back. "I'm sorry, I've got a boyfriend", she said, her words a little indistinct but still audible.

Just then, Percy reached her and embraced her from behind. She jumped.

"What the Hades-", she mumbled, then turned around and saw him. Her face lit up.

"Seaweed Brain", she squealed, throwing her arms around him and almost knocking him over.

"Whoa there, Wise Girl. Miss me much?", he asked grinning.

Instead of answering, she pressed her lips fiercely to his. Her breath smelled of alcohol but kissing her was as intoxicating as ever. When she finally pulled away, her eyes were somewhat glassy and he was sure his hair was a complete mess.

From the corner of his eye he could see Reyna, Piper and Rachel laughing at them in a mocking yet friendly way. The bartender, however, seemed just confused. Percy focused on his girlfriend again. He put a curl behind her right ear.

"Come on, Annabeth", he said quietly. "Let me take you home."

She pursed her lips at him.

"Whoa, Captain Fun", she managed to say. "That sounds like the lamest idea you ever had."

Percy sighed. "What do you suggest we do?"

"I wanna dance", she answered, her eyes lighting up again.

He shook his head at her.

"I can't really dance."

"Yeah, I noticed", she giggled. "Remember Westover Hall? You were sooo embarrassed.

But cute", she added, after thinking for a moment.

Annabeth tried to hop from the bar stool she'd been sitting on, but she lost her balance. Percy caught her before she could fall down on the floor.

"Dancing, huh?", he teased her. "You can't even stand anymore."

Rachel was laughing so hard by now that she had tears in her eyes.

"Reyna", she coughed, "I bet with you that it will take Percy at least an hour to get Annabeth to leave. She's just too stubborn, even when she's drunk."

Reyna shook Rachel's hand very formally, although she ruined the image by grinning from ear to ear. "Bet accepted. Percy could just lift her up and carry her outside."

"I didn't even think of that", Rachel protested.

"Well, Dare", Reyna said, and a glimpse of her normal self came through. "Too late. The bet is on."

Annabeth was still leaning against Percy's chest, her eyes now closed, and for a second he actually considered Reyna's idea to simply carry her outside, but he didn't want to treat her like a little girl. Percy touched Annabeth's cheek and she immediately opened her eyes. She smiled at him with drunk, sleepy eyes and his heart seemed to miss a beat.

'Gods, I love this girl', he thought.

Not that he hadn't known that already. He had even told her – many, many times. But seeing her, being so close to her right now, let him feel it all over again like it was the first time.

Percy gently turned around a little, so that she was next to him. He put an arm around her and began walking towards the door. She didn't protest. He threw his keys over to Piper, who would be staying for a little longer, waved at her, Reyna and Rachel and pulled Annabeth outside.

The last thing he saw was Rachel grudgingly passing Reyna four golden drachmas.

He and Annabeth walked along the street while he was calling Blackjack in his head. The pegasus didn't show up, so they kept walking. After about ten minutes, Annabeth stopped and sat down, right there on the sidewalk. He shook his head at her, smiling.

"What are you doing?", he asked her.

"Shoes", she mumbled. "Killing me."

Percy looked at her feet. She wore black high-heels tonight which made her legs appear even longer than usual. The shoes looked amazing on her but apparently they were hurting her.

"Why don't you just take them off?", he suggested.

Annabeth just looked at him. He wasn't sure she had understood him. Percy sighed and pulled her up, then lifted her up in his arms, bridal style. She squealed, surprised. Then she slung her arms around his neck, kissed his jar and rested her head against his collarbone.

"I love you", she mumbled. "You're just perfect."

He grinned at that.

"Maybe you should drink tequila more often", he said jokingly. "If it makes you all soft and sweet and affectionate like this..."

"Shut up, Seaweed Brain", she said. "I may be drunk but I could still totally kick your sorry butt if I wanted to."

Percy's grin widened. "Probably."

Just then, the sound of wings made him look up.

Yo, boss, Blackjack said. Sorry I'm a little late. There was this lady who fed me doughnuts...

By the time Percy carried Annabeth through their bedroom door, she was giggling hysterically.

"I feel like a bride", she said. "A very drunk bride, actually."

He gently lay her down on their bed and took off her shoes while she was watching him, propped up on her elbows. When he finally pulled the second shoe from her foot she let herself fall back into the pillows, sighing contently.

"Wayyy better", she sung quietly.

Percy watched her, stifling a laugh. Drunk Annabeth was definitely interesting. Now he just had to get her out of her skirt and top – he knew how much she hated waking up in clothes she'd been wearing the day before.

"Um, Annabeth- maybe you should take off your shirt."

'Wow, very smooth, Percy', he thought sarcastically. Annabeth propped herself up on her elbows again.

"I'll take off my shirt if you take off yours", she grinned.

He obliged and she smiled, satisfied. "Nice abs."

"As if you haven't seen them only yesterday", he teased.

Annabeth just shrugged.

"I don't think I'll ever get tired of them."

She laughed, then pulled her top over her head. He got out of his jeans and she took off her skirt. Percy felt his eyes wandering over his girlfriend's body.

"Come here", she pleaded, and he happily obliged.

He pulled the covers over them and took her into his arms, breathing in the smell of her lemon shampoo. Normally, she fell asleep after a few minutes but this night she kept drawing invisible circles on his chest with her hand. Finally, she put her arms around his neck, pressing her body to his, and kissed him.

"I want you", she breathed into his ear, which made his whole body shiver.

Gods, he wanted her too. It was tempting. She was his girlfriend, she was just in her underwear and they'd done it before. But it didn't seem right. He couldn't. Not if she was drunk and maybe wouldn't even remember tonight. Percy slowly shook his head, although several parts of his body seemed to scream at him not to be stupid.

Annabeth pulled away, looking hurt. She bit her lip.

"So you don't want to... am I not...?"

Percy saw she had tears in her eyes. Uh-oh. The alcohol apparently made her more emotional than she usually was. Yet, her thinking he could ever not find her attractive enough was so ridiculous that he laughed a little. Obviously not a good idea. Annabeth's eyes were stormy and the hurt was now even closer under the surface. He pulled her very close and spoke into her ear.

"Don't you ever think that I don't find you attractive. If you knew what being so close to you does to me... you don't even wanna know what's going on in my head right now."

Annabeth sniffled and smiled, almost shyly. "Really?"

Percy let out a sharp breath.

"Hell yeah. You're a knockout, Annabeth."

She managed a small grin. He kissed her forehead.

"It's not that I don't want to", he whispered, stroking her back. "But it wouldn't be right. You're drunk and I'd feel terrible if you'd not even remember tonight and I just can't..."

For a moment, Annabeth just stared at him. Then the look in her eyes softened and she gave him a long and sweet kiss on the lips.

After that, she snuggled up to him with her head on his chest and almost instantly fell asleep. Percy stroked her hair and watched her until his eyelids got heavy and he fell asleep too.

Annabeth's POV

When Annabeth opened her eyes, Percy was already awake, looking at her with his gorgeous eyes.

"Hey there", he said quietly, stealing a quick kiss. She grinned at him evilly.

"Well, if it isn't the awfully honorable gentleman who refused to get it on with his own girlfriend."

"You remember that?"

"Each and every word."

"Well", he said, pulling her so close that his mouth was almost touching hers. "Maybe then we should do something about it."

Suddenly, he flipped them over, so that he was half on top of her. He started tickling her and Annabeth giggled and tried to fight against him, then suddenly stopped and held her head.

"Ouch."

Percy stopped tickling her and grinned at her mischievously.

"Someone had a few too many drinks last night."

Annabeth rolled her eyes at him.

"Thank you, Captain Obvious. As if I didn't already know that."

Percy kissed her forehead. She loved it when he did that. He lifted her up a little and gave her a huge glass of water from his nightstand, not letting go of her while she drank it. When she had finished, she smiled at him thankfully. He kissed her cheek and got out of the bed.

"Where are you going?", Annabeth asked, hating the fact that her voice sounded so needy.

"I think breakfast in bed might be just the right remedy for you", he grinned and went to the kitchen.

He came back with blue waffles, eggs, juice and toast, reporting that Jason and Piper were apparently still sleeping. Annabeth just wanted to kiss him and never stop for being such a perfect boyfriend but he put an arm around her.

"Breakfast first", he whispered into her ear. "And later... tonight, I was thinking, I could make up to you for yesterday."

And he did.