So, I've decided to make Oh Seaweed Brain a series of one shots. So, stay updated and follow this story!

Hope you enjoy it.

Nico stepped into his cabin, and pushed the door back gently behind him. As the door creaked, finally closing with a satisfying click, Nico smiled sweetly at his bed, his eyes glazing over as a wave of nostalgia swept over him. Home. He thought giddily, reaching out with both hands to his bed, and shuffled slowly towards it, his eyes wide open and his mouth still stretched out into a wide smile.

After a long journey towards the aforementioned object, during which Nico was absentmindedly playing soft, dramatic music in his head, he finally reached his bed, and grinned in anticipation of sleeping on a mattress after so long. Nothing can disturb this moment now. Not even if Zeus himself materialized in the middle of the Hades cabin, not even then, would Nico divert himself from blissful sleep. Nico lay down on his bed, readjusting his pillow behind him, and slowly lowered he head down to rest on the fluffly pillow of amazingness. He put in a silent prayer to Morpheus, and thanks, for giving him this undisturbed sleep, finally, in such a long time. Absolutely nothing, Nico thought,could—

"OH MY FREAKING GODS NICO! Oh, I'm so dead! And late! Red Alert! Emergency Girlfriend Code!" A panicked voice rang through the Hades cabin, causing Nico's eyes to shoot open and dart out of his bed, pulling his aviator jacket back on.

"Whuh?" Nico managed to say groggily, making out a humanoid shape running around frantically, going through every cupboard, holding what looked to be a large slab of cheese. Nico blinked. Oh, never mind. They're flowers.

Nico rubbed his eyes. "Alright Percy, just saying, I only got up so that we wouldn't have another, well, accident like last week. What did you do to Annabeth this time?" he asked, massaging his neck tiredly.

At this, Percy stopped his flailing, and tilted his head questionably at Nico. "The, er, accident wasn't last week, it was at least two weeks ago."

"No, not that one. That was the one with the asparagus, I'm talking about the one, that, well, I still don't know what happened, but I came back to you two covered in post it notes."

"That one was ages ago Nico, come on. And the asparagus was two weeks ago. I was perfect last week, right?"

"Oh yeah, that was ages ago. And of course Percy, so perfect. Last week was the one when you ended up getting beat up by that old man when you accidentally knocked his cane over."

"Right. And then it got run over by a car. Somehow. But that doesn't count; I got beat up by an old man, not Annabeth."

"She was still mad at you."

"Touché. Gods, Nico, why do you have to remember all of that?"

"It's a gift. So, what's this week's accident?" At this, Percy's calm demeanor completely disappeared, and he was reduced to a raving lunatic again, his flowers waving around, petals falling off and decorating the floor of the Hades cabin.

After a couple of minutes of Nico chasing Percy around, Percy finally succumbed to Nico's pleas of sitting down and explaining exactly what his problem is.

"Well," Percy started out, breathing heavily. "I guess it started out during the first date I ever had with Annabeth." His expression glazed over as he recalled the memory, and he began to recount the story to Nico.

"Mom!" Percy yelled. "I'm going now!" he heard Sally Jackson squeal behind him, but quickly darted out and shut the door before his mom could embarrass him any further that she already had. The worst was when she told Paul about Percy and Annabeth's relationship, and the two boys shared embarrassed expressions as Percy's mom shrieked in delight.

Percy whistled for a cab, jogging to keep up with the vehicle, and then slid into the backseat. "Er, The Melting Pot, please." He asked, stammering.

The cab driver grunted in response, and veered to the right. Percy wiped his sweaty palms on his pants and looked distractedly out the window "So," the driver said, grinning knowingly. "First dates, huh?"

Percy, startled, looked at the driver, but after seeing his smile, relaxed, and chuckled. He was decked out in a collared shirt, a tie, and blue jeans, suggested by Rachel. His mom wanted him to go all out, and wear a tux, but he knew that Annabeth would laugh at him. "Yeah. She's been my best friend for about 5 years, but I finally, well—"

"Grew a pair and asked her out." The cab driver finished, and laughed out loud. "I was in the same position when I was your age, kid. It worked out pretty well for me, so, break a leg." He pulled up in front of the dimly lit restaurant, and held out a hand expectantly.

Percy slammed a ten dollar bill into his hands. "Thanks man." He slowly stepped out of the car and stood in front of the restaurant, going through a mental checklist.

Tie, check. Shirt tucked in, check. Wallet, check. Flowers, che—Oh, Sweet Holy Zeus.

Percy ran his hands through his hair anxiously and glanced at his watch. It was already 6:50, and Annabeth said that she would be here at 7. That's definitely not enough time to buy her some flowers. Percy scanned his surroundings, his eyes trailing over the people walking past him until they focused in on a couple of flowers growing outside a local store next to the Melting Pot. Glancing around to make sure nobody was watching, he sprinted forward, grabbed the flowers, and darted into the Melting Pot.

After he had finished picking off the roots and dirt that clung to the stem of the flowers, Percy walked up to the receptionist. "Er, hi." He said unsure, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand and trying to avoid eye contact.

"This your first date with this girl, sweetie?" The receptionist smiled at Percy, who smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah," he said. "I, uh, should have a reservation under Jackson?"

After a couple of moments of scrolling through her computer, the receptionist nodded. "That's right .Stanley will show you to your table. I'll send your date over when she arrives." She nodded to a smart looking man wearing a black tux.

Percy nodded. "She has really curly blonde hair, and these really beautiful grey eyes." He said, distractedly, and followed the waiter to his table, leaving a smiling receptionist behind.

The waiter, Stanley, led Percy to a small table in the corner of the restaurant, and winked at Percy as he left. Percy, trying to ignore the squeamish feeling in his stomach, stared at the flowers. They were falling in all sorts of directions, and were not remotely close to a nice bouquet of flowers. He glanced at his watch again, and saw the numbers 6:55 flashing on the screen. He still had five more minutes.

As Percy was glancing around to see if there was anything he could use to make his bouquet seem more, well, bouquet like, he spotted a rubber band near the table of an old couple.

Well, that's better than nothing.

Percy got up and discreetly walked over to the table. As he walked past them, he 'tripped' over his shoelaces and fell to the ground, grabbing the rubber band in the process.

He fell a bit too hard, and as he got up, he noticed that his jeans had somehow managed to attract the only pieces of dirt in this scary clean restaurant. Joy..

At least he has the rubber band.

After getting up and apologizing profusely to the old couple, who, after a lengthy discussion which involved the old woman rambling and the old man glaring, told Percy that they were on their 50th wedding anniversary. Percy congratulated them, and then scrambled back to the safety of his table. He glanced at his watch again. It was exactly 7:00. He hurriedly tied the rubber band around the stems of the flowers, and righted them as best as he could when—

"Seaweed Brain?"

Percy whirled around. "Annabeth! You, uh, you look really nice." He finished lamely. She was wearing a dark blue ruffled shirt with blue jeans, and her hair was let down in curls. Percy's palms felt sticky, and he hoped that Annabeth wouldn't notice.

Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "Well, Percy, you cleaned up nicely." She said, smiling, before pecking him on the lips and walking around him to take a seat at the table. Percy stood there gaping for a moment, before following her and sitting down as well.

"So Annabeth, these are for you." Percy held over the 'bouquet' of flowers with both hands towards his girlfriend, and smiled apologetically.

"Percy," Annabeth started after a moment. "This isn't a bouquet. This is a bunch of flowers tied together with a rubber band." She said exasperatedly, taking the flowers.

Percy shrugged. "But you love them anyway?" he asked, grinning.

Annabeth smiled. "Alright, I do, but only because you told the receptionist that my eyes are beautifuls."

"And ever since then, it's kind of become a tradition for me to get her a bouquet of flowers tied together with a rubber band. And I need a rubber band!" Percy finished, grabbing the front of Nico's shirt and shaking it.

"Um, Percy?" Nico said, slowly removing Percy's hands from his shirt and standing up. It's never good to be near a frantic Percy. "Calm down, man. I've got to have a rubber band around here somewhere." He said, sweeping his hand around to indicate the Hades cabin.

Turns out, it's a lot harder to find a rubber band than it seems.

"NICO? DOES YOUR CABIN HATE ME OR SOMETHING?" Percy yelled, frantic, hitting his head on the bed as he searched underneath it.

"I'M NOT SURE? DO YOU KNOW WHO WE CAN PRAY TO ABOUT THIS?" Nico responded, equally anxious, knocking over a cupboard.

"I'M DON'T THINK THAT THERE IS A GOD OF RUBBER BANDS!"

"SERIOUSLY? I THINK WE SHOULD HAVE ONE. THEY CAN REPLACE DEMETER!"

"GUYS! STOP YELLING!" A red haired blob barged into the room and glared at the two demigods. Immediately, Percy and Nico froze, and then scrambled up to Rachel and stood in front of her, wide eyed.

Rachel gritted her teeth. "You maniacs! What in Tartarus were you thinking, huh? Hey, I'm Percy, and I think that I'm going to scream at the top of my voice just for fun. And you, Nico, for letting him! And joining him! I thought that you would know better! This is a demigod training camp, not a zoo!"

Nico was staring at Rachel, terrified. "Please don't hurt me?" he finally squeaked out. "You know, with your Oracle and stuff. I promise, my dad didn't mean to curse you! I mean, he did, but it's not my fault!" he said in one breath, leaning back as if to get as far away as possible from the fuming red head in front of him.

Rachel's eyes widened, but then narrowed. "Nico di Angelo, I swear to—"

Percy jumped up. "Nico, grab her! She has a rubber band in her hair!" Immediately, a relieved Nico jumped up and grabbed both of Rachel's arms, holding them behind her back. Meanwhile, Percy stood in front of the screaming Oracle, and grabbed her hair, trying to get the rubber band out. Rachel was kicking anything she could, but, seeing that Percy had, well, skin of steel, was unaffected. Nico, on the other hand, was not.

"Ouch! Woman, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? What are you doing? Oh, Chiron's going to be so mad at you. CHIRON! Ouch, Hades, Percy, that is my hair! Let go of me!"

"Why won't the damn rubber band come out!"

Annabeth tapped her foot impatiently. Of course Seaweed Brain was late. He hasn't messed anything up yet this week. It was too good to be true. She sighed, and clenched her teeth angrily. "Fine." She said out loud, a couple of campers near her staring at her weirdly. "You know what, I'm going to come and give you a piece of my mind." She stomped angrily to the Poseidon cabin and pushed the door open.

"Seaweed Brain!" she yelled, her blonde curls falling onto her face. She brushed them away angrily, and waited for a moment, her yell echoing off the seashells plastered onto the walls of the Poseidon cabin.

Alright Annabeth, where would that spineless moron go if not in his cabin? Annabeth, tapped her chin thoughtfully, before rolling her eyes and heading towards the black cabin in the distance, screams resonating from it. I guess I'd better hurry.

"PERSE—Whoa." Annabeth had reached the Hades cabin and pushed the door open to be met with the strangest scene ever. Percy, with one hand, was holding up a bouquet of flowers with half of the petals missing, and the other hand holding what seemed to be a rubber band tangled in the many knots in Rachel's hair. Nico was gripping Rachel's arms from behind, but was being repeated jabbed in the stomach by Rachel, who was squirming in the middle of the two boys. When Annabeth stormed in, the two demigods immediately froze and stared up at her, Rachel still kicking and screaming from between them.

Nico, after recovering from his shock, let go of Rachel so that she collapsed to the floor, and swiftly rushed past Annabeth and sprinted towards the Volleyball Courts. Rachel, panting, got up and pushed Percy back so that he fell onto the floor. She turned to Annabeth.

"Annabeth," she started calmly, her hair in frenzy behind her. "I love you and all girl, but your boyfriend is a lunatic. And so is his freaking black haired friend." With that, she walked out of the cabin and jogged towards the Volleyball Courts, to obviously get her revenge on Nico.

After staring at Rachel's shrinking figure for a minute, Annabeth slowly turned back to Percy and glared daggers at him, secretly wishing that she could shoot lasers out of her eyes. Percy chuckled nervously from his position on the floor and weakly held out the half dead flowers he still gripped tightly in his hand.

"Here are some flowers for you. Rachel took the rubber band though. I'm only 16, so don't kill me. I love you?"

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