A/N: Hey guys! I was reading TLT yesterday, and I got to the part where Ares makes them go get his shield from Waterland. And of course that got me mad about how they entirely CUT OUT Ares and Clarisse from the movie. And I was so looking forward to seeing that scene! :'( I don't even know why they're bothering to make a second movie, since there's no such thing as the Great Prophecy anymore (They're using freaking 19 year olds!), Kronos is never mentioned, and they can't even get the characters to look right. Plus it never says anything in the books about Hades being evil or Persephone being a creeper.

Haha, sorry about that little rant. Now, why don't we focus on something more happier, like the fact that today is PISTOL PATENT DAY! (FEB 25) Again, I don't get why that's a holiday... let's have people running around shooting each other, why not? :)

Peace out,

~silentwolf111

ANNABETH'S POV

"Seaweed Brain, come back here!" I screamed as I chased after Percy, throwing rocks at him as he ran away.

"Ow! Annabeth, stop!" he pleaded.

"That's what you get for snooping around my cabin!" I snarled.

Percy yelped and started running faster. Gods, he is so immature! Who sneaks around other people's cabins in the middle of the night?! Oh, I am so glad Demeter told us about the rock treatment. As she said, it really is a perfect way to punish those who have angered you.

I stopped briefly to pick up more rocks, and Percy took this opportunity to throw himself into the lake.

"PERSEUS JACKSON!" I yelled after him.

I picked up a huge rock and threw it into the lake. No response. Knowing him, he's probably safe at the bottom of the lake, surrounded by a huge air bubble. Note to self: never lead your boyfriend into his dominating territory. Especially not when you want to blow him to bits.

I sighed in defeat and slumped to the ground beside the lake. Forget it. I would have to punish him later. Besides, it is a beautiful day, so why not spend it relaxing by the lake? And I might as well let Percy know he's safe.

"Seaweed Brain, you can come out now," I called.

No response.

I peered inside the lake, trying to catch a glimpse of Percy. The sudden thought of Percy drowning hit me, and I shuddered.

"It's all right, Annabeth," I told myself. "Poseidon's son couldn't possibly drown."

Or could he? Gods, I hope he's okay! I don't know what I would do without him!

Suddenly, I heard a rumbling sound, and looked up to see a tall spiral of water burst out of the lake. And riding on top was my Seaweed Brain himself, wearing a huge grin.

"Show off," I muttered under my breath.

Percy directed the water toward the shore, riding on top of a huge wave until he jumped onto the surface. As for me, I wasn't so lucky; the wave ended up going a bit too far over the edge of the lake and crashed over me with so much force that I was thrown backward violently.

I landed with a hard THUD! and started coughing, my eyes stinging from the salt water and my breath knocked out of me by the fall. Not to mention I was soaking wet.

"Annabeth!" Percy cried as he rushed over to help me.

He grabbed my arm and instantly I was dry. I stood up and rubbed my eyes viciously, opening them to see a pair of sea green eyes staring back at me.

"Seaweed Brain," I croaked.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

He grinned again and we both leaned in simultaneously. Our lips just touched when I heard another rumbling sound. I guess Percy must have heard it too, because he pulled away at the same moment I did.

We both looked around for the source of the rumbling, and Percy's eyes widened when he caught sight of something behind me.

"What in the name of Zeus is that?!" he breathed.

I whipped around and gasped when I saw it. A giant black… thing was heading our way, and fast.

I screamed and dove out of the way, dragging Percy behind me. We cowered behind a nearby rock and watched in horror as the thing got closer and closer… then suddenly came to a screeching stop just as it was about to crash into Thalia's tree.

Now that we were up close, I could tell that our mystery object was a giant black motorcycle, decorated with flames on the side. As the driver got off, I felt Percy tense beside me.

The driver walked toward us and took off his helmet. Percy and I instantly knelt to the ground, though Percy didn't look too happy about kneeling.

"Lord Ares," I acknowledged.

Ares grunted and motioned for us to get up.

"Well, well," he said. "If it isn't Percy Jackson."

Percy clenched his fists.

"What do you want?" he spat.

I shot him a look of disgust. Angering the god of war is a really bad decision.

"The little punk's got some attitude," Ares said. "I'm cool with that. However, there's something I'm not cool with, and I've come to talk to you all about it."

"You do that then," Percy said.

Ares glared at him and Percy clenched his fists even tighter. I could tell he was doing his best not to sock the war god in the face.

"Percy," I whispered in his ear. "Be careful. Just being around him makes you want to pick a fight with someone."

Percy took a deep breath and unclenched his fists as Ares made his way to the cabin grounds.

"PUNKS!" he called. "FALL IN!"

Campers were already coming out of their cabins, and many were on the floor the moment they saw Ares.

Ares motioned for them to get up, then started talking.

"All right, let's get down to business," he said. "First off, I want to ask you all a question."

Everyone was silent.

"Who here voted on my FanFiction poll?"

Some hands went up, and I was surprised to see that Percy had his hand up too.

Ares growled.

"I understand that you think that my toughness rating is a 1," he said slowly.

I glared at Percy, who simply shrugged.

"Are you crazy?! Why would you say he isn't tough?!" I whispered harshly.

"He deserved it," Percy retaliated.

Oh, gods. Does he even have a common sense filter?

The other campers who had voted only stood there in silence.

"You punks better agree that I am the toughest there ever will be, or I will destroy you here and now," Ares snarled.

"Of course you are the toughest, Dad!" Clarisse whooped.

Then she turned to the rest of us with an angry sneer.

"Any of you care to say otherwise?" she growled.

Campers put their hands up in defense, and both Clarisse and Ares looked somewhat satisfied.

"Now, say it with me," Ares said. "LORD ARES IS THE TOUGHEST!"

"Lord Ares is the toughest," Percy muttered along with the other Campers.

I looked at him in surprise.

"Not," he added under his breath.

I smiled. Good old Seaweed Brain.

Thankfully, Ares didn't hear this.

"That's more like it," he said. "Now to get those no-good gods to agree with me."

He turned and hopped on his motorcycle again, driving out of the Camp as we all breathed a sigh of relief.

"I swear, I am going to lose it someday," Percy said.

"Oh, relax," I said.

"Relax? After being visited by the god of war? And how exactly am I supposed to do that?" he inquired.

"Like this," I said.

I grabbed Percy's collar and pulled him in for a long kiss. If this doesn't make him relax, then what will?