Every Fourth WordThe first few years he’d known her, he hated when it happened.Every Fourth Word1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Annabeth was obsessed with architecture, which was fine; everyone needed something to obsess over, right? But she had a habit of rambling about it endlessly, and Percy didn’t know anything about structural supports or art deco or facades. At all.
So for a while, when they were just friends, he would politely listen even though he only understood every fourth word. Annabeth would eventually get the hint when Percy’s eyes glazed over and she’d change the subject with a sigh. Still, though, he tried.
Now that they were dating, he didn’t mind as much.
Annabeth was so excited about her plans for Olympus. She’d gush for hours over her latest ideas, her silver eyes practically glowing in excitement. She became uncharacteristically animated, waving her arms in enthusiasm as if trying to physically paint the scene for Percy, a grin always stretched across her beautiful
All Around MeHe sees her by the amber light, looking as fragile as a porcelain doll, so fragile she may break. Her skin is feverish and her lips are shut tight; her eyelids flutter delicately every now and then: their only defense against the nightmares.All Around Me10 months ago in Romance More Like This
It was a brave act: Piper had sacrificed herself to let Percy and Annabeth out of Tartarus, rushing in and, just before the doors were completely sealed, urging them on. The last Jason had seen of her was a scared yet determined expression claiming her features in what she believed was her final farewell.
But they had gotten her out. And now she is... what? In a coma? Deep slumber? A week had passed already and-
Piper shudders. Jason looks around the room as if the cure for her was in it.
He shakes his head, shakes off the negative thoughts. He takes her hand and brushes his thumb across her knuckles, her fingertips. Jason kisses Piper's hand softly and lowers his forehead to it.
There is nothing more to do than wait.
She can feel him around her, t
Wakey, Wakey (Two Mini Stories In One)Annabeth took one hand off the wheel and smacked the back of her boyfriend's head.Wakey, Wakey (Two Mini Stories In One)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He snorted once then jerked awake. "Gah! What..." He rubbed his eyes. "We here already?"
She smirked. "Morning, Sleeping Beauty. You're drooling."
Percy sat up quickly and wiped at his mouth. Annabeth's grin widened.
"Guess some things never change," She told him and his face reddened. "Yeah, we're almost there. Road's about to get bumpy, so buckle up."
"I am buckled."
Annabeth rolled her eyes. "It's a figure of speech."
"Can't you just say 'brace yourself'?"
"Don't be annoying."
Percy crossed his arms with a satisfied smile. "So I'm right."
In answer Annabeth floored the accelerator, shutting him up quick.
"Aaaaanabeth. C'mon, Wise Girl, it's time to get up."
Annabeth turned away with a groan. Her arms were hugging her pillow like a teddy bear.
Percy rolled his eyes as she went back to snoring. And she complained he was stubborn in the morning.
"See?" He told her. "This is what happens when you s
An Ending Worth Waiting ForPercy slid out the door and spotted Annabeth a little ways away leaning over the Argo II's rail. He walked toward her, noticing absent details like the fact that her hair was out of its usual ponytail and blowing freely in the breeze.An Ending Worth Waiting For2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Hey," he said coming up behind her. "Why aren't you inside partying with all the others?"
Annabeth glanced over her shoulder and shrugged. Her hands fiddled with the beads on her necklace. "I don't know. Just needed to think I guess."
Percy shook his head. "We win a war and you want to sit out here and think." It was just so Annabeth.
She turned and punched him in the shoulder. "Shut up, Seaweed Brain."
He smiled and lifted one of her hands off her necklace, threading their fingers together. "Well I think the amazing Miss Chase deserves at least one victory dance of the night."
She stared at their twined hands. "You know, technically its morning."
Percy rolled his eyes. "We're dancing," he pulled her close. "Even if you don't want to."
Can't Beat the ClassicsThe sun was high in the sky, breaking through the full leaved trees on the edge of the woods, creating shade and a place to escape the heat at. Somewhere off, a little ways in the distance, the Long Island Sound was crashing against the beach shoreline. She could hear it, almost like an echo of someone calling her name, someone she knew well.Can't Beat the Classics1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Annabeth breathed in the sweet scent of baking strawberries and sighed. There was no better place to spend summer at than Camp Half-Blood. She and Percy were lying in the grass, having just finished instructing a sword fighting lesson for a group of younger campers. They had demonstrated a typical parry-strike-thrust-dodge battle that Annabeth had walked away victorious from, much to the amusement of the kids. "But you're Percy Jackson!" They had exclaimed to Percy. "You're supposed to be the best!" And Percy had given a little shrug of his shoulder and said, "Never underestimate the power of your girlfriend--or, uh, boyfriend."
Percabeth and the Wii System--A Half-ShotThis is a little snippet that takes place after the heroes have set off for their quest, in which Leo is bored and runs into a not so happy Percy and Annabeth. I was inspired when I read the first chapter of MoA where Leo used Wii remotes to control the ship.Percabeth and the Wii System--A Half-Shot1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Aboard the Argo II...
...Maybe Leo could hang with Percy while Jason had his angst session. He pushed the door open a crack only to be greeted by the sweet sound of furious screaming.
"No, Percy! You have to press B!" Leo recognized Annabeth's voice instantly; when you're screamed at for 6 months you tend to get familiar with the tone.
"I am pressing B!" Wild button pressing ensued within the room as Annabeth let out a frustrated growl, and Leo got the feeling that whatever wrath he had experienced of Annabeth's Percy had felt 100 times more.
"That's a Z, moron!"
"I am pretty sure that that is a B, Annabeth."
"How would you know? You're dyslexic!"
"So are you!"
"My brothers have a Wii back home, I think I know what I
Request: The Nightlight IncidentDrew muttered to herself as she marched from cabin to cabin. She blamed Piper for this. Well, she blamed Piper for everything, but this especially. Chiron had announced that an Aphrodite camper had to do inspection that week and dear Miss McLean had decided to take a vote as to who would be saddled with inspection duty. Drew was elected.Request: The Nightlight Incident1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
So she scowled at campers who failed to get their cabins in order in time, scribbled on her clipboard, gave the Athena cabin two out of five purely because Annabeth was dating Percy, and steered clear of Nico’s cabin altogether. He was at Camp Jupiter anyway.
When she got to Cabin Three, she knocked on the door—as was protocol— and barged in without waiting for an answer—as was her personal protocol. She had things to do anyway and this would only take a minute.
Surprisingly, Percy’s cabin was almost immaculate. Chiron had said it would take Percy some time to get used to things being so normal, so it
Scrabble"Do you give up yet?" Annabeth asked with a smirk on her face. Percy glared up at her and furrowed his eyebrows, staring intently at his letters. W,E,G,D,S,R,M. He huffed in irritation, his brain trying to sort the random letters into readable words. Being a dyslexic demigod was hard enough, so Scrabble was not really his idea of fun. Playing Scrabble with Annabeth didn't make things any better. Her side of the board was covered with words that had three or more syllables, whereas Percy's best word yet was "yell."Scrabble1 year ago in Romance More Like This
"Of course not!" he scoffed. Picking up a letter, he began to set it down, but then retracted his arm.
"No...well maybe...never mind." He groaned in frustration. "Can't we play something else?" Annabeth brushed a blonde curl out her face and Percy's breath caught. She looked so cute-no, beautiful, when she did that. The corners of her mouth curled into an amused smile.
"So you admit defeat, then?" she questioned curiously, raising her eyebrows. Percy chewed his lip ner
Everlasting Snow: Chapter 56Everlasting Snow: Chapter 561 year ago in Romance More Like This
Warning: This chapter contains MINOR spoilers regarding the Rise of the Guardians movie!
You have no idea what to do.
Another Nightmare manifests from the dark, joining its companion at the window.
You can’t let the Nightmares make it back to Pitch and tell him of the Guardians’ compromised statuses.
But you can’t call out to Jack or Sandy, not wanting to alert them, either.
Plus, calling out would confuse the living daylights out of Jack, doing who-knows-what-kind of damage to him.
So you just stand there, completely immobile, staring at the Nightmares’ dark forms hovering by the window. They begin to clop their hooves on the air.
They’re getting ready to leave.
Come on, turn around, you think, hoping that somehow the Guardian or winter spirit will hear your projected thoughts.
It seems to work.
Jack takes notice of the being closest to him and whirls around. The Nightmares nei
The Definition of NormalPercy (After TLO)The Definition of Normal2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was a normal day. And lately, we hadn't been getting too many of those, so I had every intention of taking advantage of it. Not to mention, the weather was great for late October.
I'd asked my mom if I could borrow the car and go for a drive and she'd barely said yes before I had the keys in my hand and I was out the door.
I don't know where I find the patience to drive in this city, but I was going to pick up Annabeth and, for some reason, the traffic wasn't bothering me. It took a little longer than usual but, again, I didn't care. Annabeth was the only thing on my mind. She's distracting like that.
Annabeth's dorm was on the third floor and I took the stairs two at a time, humming (off key, I might add) one of her favorite songs. I knocked on the door and for a second, no one answered. Then it swung open and a girl with long, brown hair and wide eyes was standing there. Her expression was hard to place, kind of lik