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The Adventures of a Lovesick Idiot: The Secret Annabeth Diary

"Leo," Hazel said, poking him quite violently. "Leo, Leo, Leo, I'm smashing up Festus' head if you don't wake up in ten, nine, eight-"

"Okay, I'm up!" he grumbled unhappily, pulling himself up from his rather comfortable bed. "You don't have to be so mean."

"And you don't have to whine," she retorted. "It's not my fault you're a lazy kid who can't be bothered to wake up when he's meant to save the world today."

"Wait, what do you mean save the world, I don't have any stuff on my schedule today…" he mumbled, checking his wrist for any scrawly notes on what accomplishments he had to complete that day. All he found was a greasy and grimy oil stain and nothing else.

"Idiot," Hazel commented, whacking him on the head. "Did you honestly think that the quest would be over the minute that we found Percy and Annabeth? We still have to destroy Gaia, remember?"

Leo blinked and considered telling her his master-plan.
"Actually I have a theory about that. You do remember how Ouranos was killed, right? First, we separate her from her domain, so basically we get Gaia away from the ground or something, and then, we strike! By then, she'll just be an average goddess and we'll easily defeat her with I dunno, we'll think about that later. Ooh! Maybe we can configure a paintball machine to fire dense packs of Greek fire! Dunno, we'll figure it out eventually. And that is how we kill a 4.5 billion year goddess," he told her. "Oh and I might need a bit of help."

Hazel was at a loss of words. She had never actually expected Leo to be such a plotter. He was known as the funny guy who built cool stuff, not an evil genius!
"This is a big thing, are you sure that you don't want to tell rest of the crew about this?"

Leo shook his head vigorously.
"No, I can't get them involved. To storm or fire the world must fall. This is my business."

"Right, that's why you just told me your plan, because when something is your business, it totally involves me too!" she said raising a sceptical eyebrow.

"Yeah, yeah, I was just going to get to that," Leo said, waving his hand around as if what she had just said didn't matter. "I need your help with manipulating the Mist. We have to make it seem like I'm not committing suicide."

"Wait, you can't do this. Suicide?" she yelled exasperated, "That's over the line."

Leo smirked despite the fact that it was outside of his character. Everything was going according to plan and he did ask Hazel for a reason.
"You sacrificed yourself to delay Gaia's awakening so why can't I commit suicide to send her back to Tartarus?"

"Touché."

Leo darted is eyes around his room to make it seem all hush-hush.
"Just make sure that you don't tell anyone, okay?"

"Sure," Hazel said casually, turning around to exit.

"Swear it on the River Styx," he added for extra insurance.

"Fine, I swear it."

And little did any of the two that Nico was right outside, listening to the whole conversation.

"Holy Hephaestus, she's finally made a direct attack on us," he yelled. "She actually dared to make a direct attack. I can't believe it, how'd she know it was us crossing the border of Greece?!"

"Right," Jason joked, "Because there's some other giant flying ship out there that has both a dragon figurehead and a chicken nugget shield."

"Maybe," Leo shrugged. "You never know."

"So what's damaged?" Percy asked, almost completely rejuvenated as if he had never been in Tartarus in the first place.

Leo checked the report that Festus had sent in.
"Uh… they crushed a decent section of starboard to pieces by throwing a Cyclops at our ship, a bit of the dining hall got hurt, eleven really nice plates were smashed in the process and Percy's room got burnt by a fire-breathing dog."

"AW!" he complained. "Why did only my room get destroyed? It's just not fair!"

"On the bright side, you can bunk in with me," he said helpfully. "Not that I actually have a bunk."

Piper smiled and teased her boyfriend.
"That's wonderful, Jason. It'll be like a guys'-only sleepover every single night!"

Percy put on an act for Annabeth's benefit.
"Can't I just bunk in with you?" he asked, using his cow eyes and a huge pout.

"I don't have a bunk either," she said, pushing away his face.

"That's okay, we don't need a bunk," he suggested happily.

Piper and Hazel sighed in unison.
"That's adorable!" they commented in sync.

Annabeth pushed away Percy's face yet again,
"Go share with Jason and build on your amazingly amazing bromance. Go, shoo!"

"Oh Percy," Leo told him, "Your ENTIRE room is burnt so there goes your bed-sheets, your clothes, a mountain of lollies from your secret diabetes stash and your secret Annabeth diary that you keep under your mattress. You know, the one that I found when everyone made me clean the whole ship?"

Percy flushed red.
"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Okay, well technically it's not an Annabeth diary, it's more like a journal seeing as it doesn't have a lock on it. And it doesn't actually have Annabeth written on its cover but if you just open it up and read it, every single freaking page is filled with stuff about Annabeth!" Leo corrected.

"Leo…" Percy glowered, getting up in preparation for chasing down a certain son of Hephaestus. "Why you little!"

"You can't catch me cos I'm the gingerbread man," Leo screamed hysterically.

Percy having a longer stride, easily caught up with the short Latino and body-tackled him to the ground.

Leo shrieked girlishly and covered his eyes with his hands.
"I can't see you so you can't see me!"

"If you ever mention that ever again, I swear, I'll murder you in your sleep," Percy whispered in Leo's ear.

"Sure, sure, sure," Leo grumbled in defeat.

And for the first time in a while, Annabeth bothered to speak.
"You have a secret diary about me?"

Okay, that's that. Expect another chapter in… A while? Maybe three or four days? Two if I'm feeling particularly inspired. Please remember to send entries in for the aforementioned contest and a prize will be awarded depending on how generous I feel.

BRING ON THE FLAMES, COS UNCLE LEO'S HERE!