Percabeth Best Friend Oneshots

by booklover1616

These are one shots about Percabeth when they are still best friends, because I think there should be more focus on the time when Percabeth were best friends and not in a relationship. Usually set between SoM and BotL (but I'll try not to do spoilers, and will always include a warning). Rating… K plus? To be safe. This is my first fanfiction. All character rights to Rick Riordan.

4. Missing You Part 1

Hi guys!

I'm soooo sorry this chapter took FOREVER, but it's here now! :)

This chapter is dedicated to rocketgod123 for her fabulous idea.

Remember, reviewers will get a shout-out in the next chapter, but mostly I love getting messages and requests from you guys!

My 'Make Your Own Demigod' is still open, so feel free to check the previous chapter for instructions and create a character!

Thanks to:

rocketgod123 - as you can see, I really liked the story idea! I edited it a little, so Percy doesn't try to join in on the talk and the character isn't as smart, but I'm giving you credit for the basis of the idea.

And once again, rileylana16, I'm super glad you're enjoying the story! Thank you so much! :)

As you can see, I LOVE reviews! They really motivate me, and without them, I probably wouldn't write at all. In facts, before I post the second part to this chapter, let's see if we can get to 4 reviews on this chapter!

This is set after BotL, but Percy has basically forgotten about the kiss at Mount St Helens.

Let's get started!

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Percy POV

I attempted to mask the grimace crawling across my face as I looked across the dining pavilion and saw… him.

He had stolen Annabeth, my best friend, from me. He had kept her away from me for weeks. He had turned me to nothing. He was a rotten, smelly son of Apollo.

He was Jeremy Blunt. (A/N: Sorry to any Jeremys, Blunts, or Jeremy Blunts. I promise that the character isn't based off anyone and it was a random name from somewhere in the depths of my brain.)

He was watching Annabeth from the Apollo table, when she glanced up and caught his eye. She smiled and waved. (A/N: Madagascar reference :P)

She hardly ever even looked at me anymore. I couldn't bear it any longer. I threw down my fork and stormed out of the dining pavilion. (That perfectly cooked barbeque… no… no… )

_Time skip to the next morning_

I blinked in the morning sunlight. Annabeth told me that the first 5 seconds after you wake up are the happiest of your day, because you don't remember what happened the day before.

Not this time.

As soon as I woke up, the sorrows of yesterday came crashing down on me. I jumped out of bed. I was going to win back Annabeth.

Oh no. That sounded like she was a prize, a maiden to be won just like in those old Greek stories. She's not. I'm going to get her… to talk?... to me again… and not Fake-Sunshine, which was my nickname for Jeremy.

Let's get started.

To Be Continued

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All right guys! As you can see, this is a cliffhanger… dun dun dun…

So I probably won't be posting the second part to this until I get 4 reviews on this chapter. The reviews can include:

Compliments/constructive criticism

Story ideas/requests. In fact, this story was a request!

My Make Your Own Demigod is still open, and will be until I say otherwise! Check the previous chapter for instructions!

So, got all that? I love reviews and probably won't be posting the second part of this chapter until I get 4 reviews. Come on guys! Press that button and make my day!

Thanks soooo much guys!

Booklover1616