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This is: Triangle.

Down to the last 10. O_O

Confession time; this isn't a Tratie story. I was going through my drabble list, and I realized that this is the last T chapter of 100DIWPJ. And since this mini-series all have T names, I made this into a Tower chapter.

Traite will come later.

I don't own PJO.

Thalia, Percy

Summary preview: Perfectly awkward.

-100DIWPJ-

Three weeks later...

"You have got to be kidding me."

Percy smirked as I threw my face into my hands and groaned.

"Why? Why do you enjoy interrupting my life with random appearances?" I asked, my voice muffled. Percy patted my back in a mocking-yet-soothing manner.

"It passes time. And you know, this time it is your fault. I mean, honestly. Walking around in public, hoping that the entourage of girls surrounding you- hello by the way-" Percy broke through his scolding and winked at the girls that had been walking with me.

A few high pitched giggles and "Hello"s later, I nudged Percy. He blinked before seemingly remembering that he was scolding me and picked up where he left off.

"Right. Hoping that a group of girls surrounding you would get you out of being arrested. I, the lonely victim here, am walking back to the palace- and no, Thalia, I was not and never have been lost- finally tired of hearing Ares call me a coward, when I happen to see my favorite person of the moment walking by." he concluded.

I ignored the way the girls started whispering about how he regarded a god with such familiarity. "And leaving me in peace was too much of a chore?" I asked, not charmed at all by the silly grin he was aiming at me.

"Of course it was. And besides, you know you love my visits. They keep your life interesting."

"That's what you say. I personally believe that-"

"Who's your friend?" Alona- shockingly enough, the girl I had pegged as the shyest of the group- asked with a little eye flutter. I snickered and threw a hand over Percy's mouth.

"My bad. This, Alona, is Prince Perseus Jackson, son of Queen Sally and Lord Poseidon." I told her, calming my face into a serious expression and monotone voice.

Alona glared at me before turning her gaze back to Percy. "It's disrespectful to talk about the gods like that. No, seriously, who is he?" she asked. I took my hand away from Percy's mouth and stiffed a laugh at his indignant expression.

Oh yes. See the disbelief. Take in the way normal people dismiss your ancestry. Become speechless for once in your life.

"But-"

"His name really is Percy." I said, just so that anything he said afterwords about his real parentage would make him seem delusional. I got a rather mild glare in return.

"Okay. Cool. I'm Aloan. I-" I tuned the rest out, tilting my head slightly.

Percy was rubbing the back of his neck while Alona started babbling about something- the place where she had bought her shoes?- looking at me with mutiny in his eyes.

I smirked in return.

When Alona finally paused to take a breath, Percy grabbed my shoulder. "Um, yeah, I have to go. And take Thalia with me. Family emergency. Right." The awkward jumble of words from Percy's usually confident mouth surprised me.

Alona raised an eyebrow at his poor lie, but didn't say anything as he dragged me away.

What a great friend.

"Please don't claim me as family in public. It's embarrassing. And family emergency? The only family we share is what our kingdom prays to. If there is a problem big enough to call it an emergency with them, then the world is screwed." I stated calmly.

Percy blinked at that, and slowed down his walking pace, though he made sure I was still following him.

"Probably. Luckily, I only stopped you so that I could tell you-" I never did hear the rest of that sentence, as right then, a patrolling guard seemed to recognize my face.

He pointed at us and yelled out, "Wanted outlaw number 134! Ranked number 1 on castle priority!" Instantly crowds scattered, people panicked, and guards started swarming in.

Percy cursed under his breath and sharply moved me into a crowd of people that were going the opposite way.

"You don't know what you're doing!" I yelled at him over the cries of the crowds. I tried tugging the wrist he had grabbed out of his grip, but he just held on tighter.

"Trust me; you don't want to get caught by those guys without someone who can make sure that you won't be... injured." he told me, his voice barely able to reach my ears.

"I don't need your help! I've escaped the castle guards plenty of times." I snapped back at him. Percy just rolled his eyes before making a sudden turn off into a small flower shop. The owner opened his voice to yell out sometime; Percy's instant glare made him snap it shut and hide under the counter.

I kind of wanted to hide under the counter too. Anything to get away from that icy, hateful glare.

But then Percy caught sight of a vase and seemed to grin. "Perfect." he muttered before turning to me.

A quick flick of his hand and the water in the room seemed to rise and converge together. Percy peeked out the door, drew back a little and shot the water at an oncoming amount of guards. In seconds they were all frozen in ice.

Percy laughed in success and snapped his fingers. People who had moved out of the guards' way now held dreamy expressions as Percy dragged me back out of the flower shop.

"Is it bad that I forgot you could do that?" I asked, warily glancing at my surrounding.

"Considering we escape from a tower by you helping me defeat a dragon while I was controlling it's blood stream... Yes. Yes it is sad."

I scowled. "It's not like I could see what you were doing. All I saw was a suddenly paralyzed dragon that had been previously trying to eat me. And now that I think about that little adveture of ours, I realized that you were a bastard. A really cocky bastard that manipulated my emotions."

Percy laughed. "Thalia, think about it. I didn't know you. I didn't think you would survive helping me leave. I don't form attachment easily. And while I may have toned down my personality around you now, I don't like pretending that I'm a nice, obedient prince around other people. And you weren't so nice yourself, either."

I glared daggers at him, and ignored his last sentence. "You were just going to let me die? What the f-" Percy's hand covered my mouth, his eyes hard.

"I wasn't going to just 'let you die' as you so elegantly put it. I would have tried my hardest to keep you alive, and if I failed, well, that was just something I was going to have to live with. But you are alive, and you are someone I have stood against gods for. Don't think I would do that for just anyone." Percy removed his hand and I realized that somewhere in our semi-argument we had stopped walking.

I pushed down on the slight guilt I felt and instead poked his face. "That was sentimental of you." I told him then smiled. "Thanks."

Something flickered in his eyes and he shrugged. "Nothing but the truth, Pincecone Face." he said as we resumed walking.

Nothing but the truth.

-100DIWPJ-

"Where exactly are we going?"

"The royal palace."

I stopped walking. Percy looked back, one eyebrow raised. "What?"

"The royal palace? The royal flupping- I can't go there!" I cried out, waving my arms, as if it proved my point. Percy snickered.

"Of course you can. I just invited you."

I stared at him incredulously. "Did you not just see what happened back there? Um, hello! Priority criminal number one here!" I said, pointing at myself now.

Percy mimicked the action. "Um, hello? Prince here, remember?"

"So? That doesn't get us anywhere! No one remembers that you're real!" I shouted. A passing by family gave us weird looks, but by now surely there were rumors of a mentally unstable girl roaming the kingdom.

Percy scoffed and muttered something like 'Not real. What do they know?" under his breath. Then he elbowed me.

"Come on. My mom will love you. And Gabe... well hopefully he won't recognize you. If we are lucky, he died sometime between now and a few years back." Percy cajoled.

I frowned. If I went with him, there was a very good chance that I would end up arrested. If I didn't go with him, those guards from earlier would no doubt arrest me. If I did go with him, and by some miracle didn't get arrested, I would have to meet the King and Queen. It was a triangle of bad decisions.
But...

Percy was still looking at me, and his face had a trace of pleading on it. I couldn't just leave him. Not after all those random events we had been through.

I sighed and held out my hand. Percy gave me one of his brilliant grins and took my hand. "Yes!" he crowed in victory. I studied him and realized just how much he looked like his dad at that moment. And finally I found a perfect nickname to counter my (mostly) unwanted one.

"Come on, Seaweed Brain. You have the job of smuggling a fugitive into the palace."

-100DIWPJ-

"Percy?" Queen Sally asked, her voice barely over a whisper.

Percy gave her a sheepish look from between the two soldier's arms. "Yeah. Look, I know this looks bad, but I can explain! Really!"

I glared at him. "Last time you tried to explain something was when we were avoiding the guards. Now look where we are." I grumbled. Queen Sally shook her head slowly as if she was waking up from a dream.

"Do you know these two, your Majesty?" Soldier number One asked. He was holding my left arm, tightly enough that I was starting to lose feeling in it.

The queen looked between her son's face, and mine. I switched my expression from irritated to as innocent as I could manage. Percy glanced at me and broke into laughter. The queen's face softened.

"Yes. You may release them both. That is my son you are holding like a criminal, after all." she told Solider One, nodding at Soldiers number Three and Four.

The guards did so slowly and Queen Sally moved her hand, as to dismiss them. All four bowed and left the room silently.

Percy was then attacked with bear hugging by his mother. Percy blinked at the sudden attack, but then relaxed and hugged her back.

"I thought you ran away." she told him.

"Psh. As if I would ever let the servants get off that easy. No." he said, his voice in a teasing lit before pulling back and turning serious. "No," he repeated catching his mother's gaze, "I did not run away. I was sent to live in a tower, almost four years ago. The king, your husband, my step-father, sentenced me to die there." he took a deep breath and then forced a smile out. "I luckily met my father a few weeks later, and in the process over a very long period of time, I earn the respect of the Olympians. They made sure I stayed alive, and relatively sane." he explained to her, ignoring the way she paled.

I was standing off to the side, feeling highly awkward when Percy spun around, grabbed my wrist again, and yanked me to where I was standing beside him. "Almost seven months ago, I met lovely Ms. Thalia Grace here, and decided to have her help me out of that place. One dragon slaying, late night heart-to-heart, and trial of the gods later, we are here." he concluded.

Queen Sally blinked once. Twice. Twice more. And then sighed. "I should have known having a demigod son is never easy." she said softly and then gave me a polite smile.

"It is lovely to meet you Ms. Thalia Grace, whether you are a wanted criminal or not. Don't worry; I'm not going to turn you in. In fact, why don't you stay here for a few days? Let us repay you with the gift of the palace for a few days." she suggested. I nodded hesitantly and she finally gave me a real smile.

"Excellent. Percy can show you around. I.. have some matters to attend to with my husband. If you excuse me." she trailed off, bit her lip, hugged Percy one last time, and strolled out of the room.

"I told you she was awesome. Now, as for the matter of my favor- how would you like all charges against you dropped?" Percy asked, his eyes trained on the now-closed door.

"What? But- there is no way you can do that."

Percy turned his gaze back to me and I saw real, pure happiness shine out of them. "Perhaps not yet. But Mother can, and will if I mention it is my way of repaying you the favor I owe you."

I was stunned. It had been such a long time since my face hadn't been on a wanted poster. "I- thank you."

Percy winked. I squished down on the butterflies in my stomach. "It was the least I could do after the tower incident. Now come on. I have a palace to show you, daughter of Zeus."

Percy backed up from me and held out his hand. I eyed it warily.

"You are so cheesy. Especially for a son of Poseidon." I muttered as I took his hand. Percy laughed, the sound echoing off the walls.

"Well said, Pinecone Face. Well said."

-100DIWPJ-

Me: And so, the series of Tower ends.

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Next Chapter: Drowning

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