Sorry I'm late! This is a bit of a filler chapter, but fun things are coming soon. Thank you again to all of my loyal readers, reviewers, followers, and favoriters. I LOVE YOU ALL!

I'm still not Rick Riordan. Or a demigod. *sigh*

Enjoy!

Annabeth yanked Piper's pantry door open, and grabbed a bag of fancy Italian coffee from the shelf. She poured some of the grinds into the coffee machine, and waited for it to brew. "Come on come on come on come on come on," she said, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Annabeth?" Percy's voice asked from behind her. "What are you doing?"

Annabeth swore under her breath. "Getting coffee. I'm just leaving, thank you very much," she said frostily, turning around. Her eyes widened as she found herself nose-to-nose with Percy.

"What's going on here?" Piper's incredulous voice said from the doorway. Annabeth stepped to the side awkwardly, her eyes still wide.

"Nothing," she said quickly. Her eyes flashed with anger as she looked at Percy's face for a moment. "Unless there was supposed to be." Percy's mouth opened slightly, and his eyes grew sad. But he didn't say anything. "That's what I thought," Annabeth said with a wry smile, a tear sparkling in the corner of her eye. She blinked, and her eyes looked as if she had never shed a tear in her life. "It's always nothing, isn't it, Seaweed Brain." Grabbing her cup of coffee without shattering the mug took almost all of Annabeth's willpower. It was also a great task not to stomp all the way out the door or scream, but she was not going to give Percy the satisfaction of seeing her upset. "Point one Annabeth, no points Percy," she muttered, a small smile spreading over her face. She took a sip of her still-warm coffee, and smiled evilly. "Perfect."

Percy gazed after Annabeth longingly, a faraway look in his eyes. "Wake up, lover-boy," Piper snapped at him. "You realize that you just blew this chance to redeem yourself! You could have run after and apologized!"

"She's so pretty, even when she's angry," Percy murmured. Piper smacked him on the head.

"You could have been kissing her right now! You could both be HAPPY right now, you idiot! BUT YOU JUST MADE IT WORSE!"

"Annabeth's always pretty, though..." he sighed.

"JASON!" Piper screamed in frustration. "GET IN HERE." Jason skidded into the kitchen, panting. He glanced at Percy smiling up at the ceiling with his eyes glazed over.

"Uh, honey... what's going on?" he asked cautiously, making his way over to Piper, who looked as if she was about to scream again.

"Your. Stupid. Friend. Just. Blew. It. AGAIN."

"Annabeth forgot to hate me a little bit. She called me Seaweed Brain," Percy said dreamily. Piper smacked him on the head again, and Jason winced in sympathy. At least she wasn't carrying a stiletto right now, Jason thought to himself, subconsciously rubbing his head at the unpleasant memory of their first fight.

"AND HE WON'T SHUT UP. MAKE HIM STOP." She stamped her foot, and snapped her fingers in Percy's face. "HAVE YOU HEARD ANYTHING I SAID?"

Percy shook his head and looked at Piper confusedly. "Um, Piper... are you okay? You look a bit mad. Did I do something wrong?" Piper face palmed.

"Jason, deal with this. I need some caffeine, stat." She walked off towards the pantry, and Jason turned to Percy.

"What did you do to get her so angry?"

"Maybe it was because I had a chance to apologize to Annabeth and I didn't know what to say so I didn't run after her," Percy said sadly. "And now she hates me more." Jason sat on one of the barstools and patted the one beside him. Percy sat down sullenly.

"We need to give you some How-To-Talk-To-Annabeth-Especially-When-She's-Super-Angry lessons."

"That's a thing?"

"Yes, it is," Piper laughed evilly, entering the room with a large stack of notecards. She slapped down on the counter in front of Percy. "Let the learning begin." Percy gulped and nodded slowly.

"Ok... as long as I don't die."

"Well, I can't promise you that, but we'll certainly try!" Piper smirked as Percy's face paled.

Annabeth sat down by the lake, twirling a stray curl that had fallen into her face. She took a sip of her now slightly chilled coffee. Why did Percy Jackson have to be so darn adorable, with those sea green eyes and baby seal expression? What did he really do that was so bad? He said that the kiss didn't matter, she reasoned with herself, frowning. But that was so long ago, her heart protested. NO, her mind screamed. You saw the hurt in his eyes in the kitchen, her heart reminded her. He deserved it after the pain he caused you, her brain retorted. Her heart tutted. Did he really? YES HE DID, her brain screamed. But you could forgive him, right? her heart asked. Annabeth frowned at herself once more. You would forgive him right now if he ran up to you and apologized, her logical self whined. I might, her heart admitted. Annabeth sighed. I'll make a compromise with myself, she decided. I'll wait until Piper's wedding. If Percy apologizes to me anytime before that night is over, then my heart will win, and I'll forgive him. But of course there's a but. If he doesn't apologize before then, the rational part of my brain will win. This time I'll really forget that he ever existed. I swear it on the River Styx. Annabeth huffed. "He better apologize soon," she muttered under her breath.

Piper and Jason were just finishing up their second PowerPoint presentation for a frightened-looking Percy when Annabeth walked into the kitchen."What's going on here?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. Piper smiled widely and stepped in front of her laptop, closing the lid slowly. "Nothing..." she giggled. Annabeth pursed her lips.

"And by "nothing", you mean..."she prompted. Piper wrinkled her nose at Annabeth.

"Fine. We were just... pulling up some photos of wedding bells to annoy you!" Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Stop fooling around. We have some work to do." Piper stuck her tongue out at Annabeth and ran off down the hall. Annabeth laughed and shook her head. "When will that girl ever grow up?" She turned around, and her face hardened. "Come on, people. The lovebirds need to choose a venue for their wedding." Annabeth spun on her heel and walked off in the direction Piper was heading.

Percy sighed, putting his chin on his hands. "What am I supposed to do, Jason?" Jason smiled at his friend sympathetically.

"Step One: Be super nice, no matter how angry she gets. Just try not to get shot or stabbed."

"SHOT?! Or STABBED?!"

"Did you watch either of the PowerPoints?"

"Maybe..." Percy smiled sheepishly. Jason face palmed.

"Let's just hope you don't get killed. Good luck, buddy. You're going to need it." Jason stood up, shook his head, and headed into the hallway.

Annabeth sat down in the large armchair across from Piper. The McLean library was huge, and one of Annabeth's favorite places in the world. Sunlight glittered from the tall windows and danced along the spines of thousands of books. Piper had begged her father for it when she and Annabeth were in college, claiming that she needed a nice place to study. But they both knew that it was just to surprise Annabeth. The massive room was cheerfully known as Annabeth's library, as Annabeth could always be found in the Greek architecture section, her nose firmly planted in a book.

"How are you holding up?" Piper asked Annabeth, who had an odd look on her face. Annabeth waved her hand at Piper absentmindedly.

"Oh, I'm positively peachy."

"Positively peachy? Really, Annie?"

"Don't call me Annie," she said, reaching for her bag that she had retrieved from the veranda.

"ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE-"

"Beauty queen." Piper's eyes narrowed as a small smile formed on Annabeth's face.

"Oh no you didn't."

"Oh yes I did."

"ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE ANNIE-"

"Piper? What are you doing?" Jason asked quizzically, entering the room. Piper smiled at him angelically.

"We were just kidding around. Come on, we need to pick a color scheme and a theme!" Jason groaned as Piper clapped her hands together happily. He grinned, and started to walk towards her chair. Piper squealed in delight as Jason scooped her up into his arms. She pecked him on the nose, and he smiled. Jason sat down on the armchair, and pulled a giggling Piper onto his lap. Annabeth laughed at her friend's antics.

"Save it for the honeymoon, guys," she said, raising an eyebrow at the couple.

"Save what for the honeymoon?" Percy's voice asked from the door. Jason blushed.

"Nothing," he said quickly. Percy looked suspicious, but didn't say anything.

Annabeth cleared her throat loudly as Percy gingerly sat in the armchair next to her."So. Since you decided upon holding the wedding here in the gardens, I created a few extra blueprints." She glanced at Percy. "Would you mind handing these to Piper?" Percy stared at her, an awestruck expression on his face.

"Of course I would," he stammered. I would do anything for you, he silently added. Piper pinched his hand as he gave her the blueprints.

"Try to be a bit more suave. Think Casablanca or The Notebook," she hissed. Suave? Percy thought. What's suave? Is a notebook suave? How am I supposed to act like a bunch of paper? Percy sighed. This was going to take a lot of work.

Annabeth looked quickly between Percy and Piper. What had she said that had confused him so much? Annabeth pursed her lips. "Do you like my ideas for the wedding bells? I thought that custom floral designs would make the occasion more personal and special," she said. Piper squealed.

"IT'S PERFECT! You and Percy can start working tomorrow!"

Percy furrowed his eyebrows. "Flickflickflickflickflick," he said quickly. Everybody turned to stare at him.

"Uh, are you all right, Percy?" Jason asked, looking concerned. "Do you need to see a doctor?"

"I was being a notebook!" Percy said proudly, looking at Piper for approval. She face palmed.

"A notebook?" Annabeth said slowly, seeing Piper's response. Piper looked up for a moment, startled.

"Uh... YES, notebook. He means that you and I should work on the bridesmaid dresses. In a notebook. Yeah. TOTALLY. Let's go!" she said quickly. Annabeth raised an eyebrow, and shook her head.

"Ok, fine. We'll go work on the dresses. But this isn't over." Piper threw a pointed glare at Percy as she and Annabeth walked out the door. Percy gulped. Jason looked at him incredulously.

"A notebook? Really, Perce?"