Hi everyone! Today, I have my friend Piggy here with me. She hates being called Piggy, but we don't want some random stalker person knowing her real name, so yeah.
So, uh, hi. Piggy here. (Long story how I got that name, doesn't have anything to do with my physical appearance FYI, for all you dirty stereotypical people out there in the world.) I'm just spamming the keyboard so HIII.
Um, jayan0706 is back. My friends types inhumanly fast….. and the nickname DOES have nothing to do with appearances. Old Lady just made it up and the name stuck, for some reason….. I feel for her.
Anyways, here's the chapter!
Dear Mortals,
Me and Piper? I'm starting to think the entire fandom makes no sense whatsoever. Okay, that's an exaggeration. Percabeth fans have sense, and so do some others. But that shipping has a 0% chance of being real… just like there's a 0% of Piperbeth fans not shipping us because of this letter, unfortunately.
Because of that, I'll keep this letter short. Here's a list of reasons I would not date Piper, anyways:
1. I'm straight. Don't get me wrong,- I have no hate towards homosexuals. I strongly believe they are just like normal people, except they like the opposite gender. Personally, I find it sad how people hate them because they find being lesbian or gay "unusual". I could write an essay about why that's not true, but then I might run out of paper.
2. Piper is head over heels for Jason. Now that's a realistic ship. Maybe it's because you guys don't know them as well as I do or something, but I don't think they would ever break up….. unless of course, one of them died,- but I don't want to go there.
3. I love Percy. Seriously, after all the trouble I had to get together with him,- Luke, Rachel, Calypso, memory wipe, and reunion, I'm not going to throw our relationship away. Besides, I like him. Love him, whichever you prefer. And if we keep coming back to each other despite all the things the gods have sent our way…. I really think we're meant to be together.
Okay, that sounded extremely sappy. I think Aphrodite's sending waves of sentiment my way or something…. I'm going to stop this before I start sobbing tears of love like some damsel in distress. Which I'm not.
The not distressed,
Annabeth