AN: Four updates in a day, I must be crazy, or bored. I think it's the second one.
Annabeth loved poking Percy in his Achilles heel. The way he jumped and got red in the face was the funniest thing she'd ever seen.
But she had to stop doing it in public before the rest of the campers started to get suspicious as to where the spot was. She trusted them, but a demigod could never be too careful.
Today, they were sparring in the arena, which, for once, was empty.
Annabeth parried Percy's strike with her dagger, and managed to knock him to the ground, so he was lying on his stomach, with his face shoved into the floor.
"How's the view?" She asked him, while slowly circling her hand around his Achilles spot
"Ugh, it's great," he mumbled, though it was hard to hear him "ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!"
Annabeth had to laugh at her boyfriend's unmanliness, "I'll let you go this time, Seaweed Brain."