Me: Happy 2012! And thanks for all the awesome reviews! Sorry I couldn't update lately, but I had to do some serious re-writing.

I had to have written this ten times by now. I had an Artemis drabble about her view on how love only existed in fairy tales; one about how Annabeth was mortal, Luke was the good guy (depending on what side you were taking), Percy saved her life and told her about the Greek gods, then made her think it was a faded dream whilst Percy and Luke went to go tell Hades news of the mortal beliefs; one on me doing a retake on all of the fairy tales I could think of, ect...

And then I wrote something I totally LOVED.

AND THEN nochance reviewed and I couldn't just make this completely sad. So I thought for, like, ever, and wrote some seriously short Percabeth.

Story 1: Set in BotL when Percy is missing. - Sad :(

Story 2: Set when the twins are four. - Happy :)

So read and enjoy it.

This is: Fairy Tales

Annabeth, Percy

Summary preview: Fairy tales can be anything...

I sighed out of boredom, ignoring the snow filled scenery around me, and twirled gray, green, and golden roses together to form some sort of a rainbow bouquet. For some reason, see the flowers growing through the three-foot snow layered ground didn't even seem a little odd. Nor did the fact that those colors didn't actually exist in the rose color wheel.

Perk of being in a hallucination-dream-whatever you wanted to call it- I supposed.

And when a guy around my age sat down beside me, smiling a smile I only saw in my mind anymore, I didn't really think about how it shouldn't have been possible.

Instead I glanced up at him, smirked, and went back to twirling the flowers.

His eyes rolled in mock-annoyance, and he plucked the gray rose out of my hands, and tucked it between his fingers.

"I sense a theme of symbolism here." he said, perfectly at ease, despite the glare I was giving him.

"Your gut instincts were always about the most pointless of things."

"Not always. I was right about... the fact that Zeus wouldn't blast me out of the sky when we were bring his lightening bolt back."

"It's sad that it took you that long to come up with something."

"Well I'm sorry for being an idiot. At least I don't have kelp for brains. Then the world would have been doomed. As would your social life."

I laughed, and saw him smiled at me.

"Someone has a big sense of their own importance." I teased, but suddenly sobered. "Gods, I miss you."

His eyes softened and he smiled back. "I miss you too. It's been too long since I saw you, Grover, and Thalia. But you know, Warriors and all that. But, my dear Wise Girl, I know for a fact that I will see you soon. We were talking to Artemis a few days back, and she was spouting off horrible poems that implied a certain leader of the Warriors, and the campers of Half-Blood would be encountering soon."

I raised an eyebrow. "You almost sound smart when you talk like that."

His face morphed into one of smugness. "Coming from a daughter of the Wisdom goddess, I will take that compliment."

"It was a backhanded one."

"I know. But you know what they say; always forgive your backhanding friends for they only mean you goodwill."

I gave him an incredulous look. "I think you have your sayings mixed up."

He shrugged. "Possibly, but I am fairly certain that Caesar said it sometime in his life. Possibly. Anyways, I haven't seen you in forever in your dream-state of mind nor waking self, so you probably have already heard and are just taking it really well."

I shook my head. "What are you talking about?"

He grimaced. "Gods, this will be awkward. Okay, well back, like four days ago, I was being me-though really, who else would I be, it's not as if-"

"You're rambling."

"Right. Anyways, I was being me and was caught up in the battle, and some ordinary drakon decided to kill me. I mean, honestly! It couldn't have been something cooler, like a ninja penguin with acidic-"

"You're dead?" I cut him off, my voice oddly soft.

He frowned, then sighed. "I- kind of. Really bad coma and stuff. Little chance of recovery. That."

I glared at him, suddenly furious. "But you said you were going to see me soon! Artemis said poetry on it!"

He rubbed a hand over his face. "And I will see you soon. Time passes differently in coma-states. And Artemis did mention that they are going to Camp Half-Blood. I just happened to fail to mention that I wouldn't be attending and that I was switching subjects."

I bit my lip and glared, refusing to scream at my comatose best friend.

I heard him sigh in the background. "I have to go. I just wanted to make sure you knew. I- I'll see you later, okay? Goodbye Wise Girl."

And then he was gone in a flash of shadows and I was left clutching a green rose.

"Goodbye Seaweed Brain."

I woke up gasping, and clutched a pillow to my stomach.

Gods, that had been awful. I looked out the window of the Athena cabin, and silently stared, terrified.

Where are you, Percy? I wondered, as the steady sound of the breathing of my siblings slowly pulled me back to sleep, and reminded myself that the camp thought we were the perfect story of best friends and perfect stories had happy endings.

Fairy tale-like almost.

Then a thought struck me. Fairy tales didn't always end happily.

SECOND STORY

'It was the best underwater kiss ever.'

"That's my favorite fairy tale momma." Kirsten said, snuggled up against Annabeth, as she told her and Percy's tale (without all the monsters, fighting, and death) and she smiled.

"It was okay, I guess." Kayden said from across the room, studying her.

"Well I love it." Percy said from the doorway, walking in and ruffling Kayden's hair before giving Kirsten a kiss on the head.

Annabeth laughed and Percy gave her his crooked grin, before turning back to the twins.

"And they lived happily ever after. The End."

Me: Ehh. It was okay, I suppose. I never did like fairy tale endings. The end story was rushed, but whatever.

Next Chapter: Magic

Reviews are NOT fairy tales, so yes it 'tis possible to give the chapter one.

~ Anna/ Booklover98