The Choosing (Percabeth AU)

53. The Final Day

Annabeth's dress clung to her wet frame as she and Percy ran as fast as they could. Her hair plastered on her face as she pushed it back violently and Percy looked just as dishevelled as the day she met him.

The wedding ceremony, hosted in Ludas Hall was easily the grandest celebration ever hosted. It was a tradition that spanned back hundreds of years and everything was expected to be perfect and proper. However, Percy and Annabeth were far from perfect as they stormed into the hall, with wide grins and soaking wet ensembles.

Everyone (besides their friends, who were too busy laughing) looked at them in horror. Athena looked ready to strangle them with her bare hands, but Poseidon was going to erupt into a fit of laughter.

"I CHOOSE PERCY JACKSON," Annabeth said out loud, taking his hand she lead him down the altar to where their friends stood, dressed in white and looking perfect.

The Priest, who had officiated the engagements as well, rolled his eyes and complained, "Really? This again?!?"

When the gang laughed, he sighed and continued.

"Before we were interrupted," he started, sneaking a glance at a visibly embarrassed Percy and Annabeth. "The Choosing ceremony has spanned over centuries and united many couples, who have ruled together in harmony. Now, to continue this tradition, we have an entirely new generation of Royals."

The priest must have spoken for another hour at least, but Percy didn't hear a thing. He was struck by Annabeth's beauty, yet again. Even soaking wet, nose pink and shivering from the cool breeze, he thought she looked like a Goddess. He still couldn't believe his luck. In a short while, his Wise Girl would become his wife, and he was overjoyed. Yes, giving up the Kingdom had been hard, but it was an easy choice to make. Percy knew what he wanted most, and that was Annabeth Chase.

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It was finally time for the much-anticipated wedding ceremony to begin, and the first couple lined up were Thalia and Luke. Luke had, despite everyone's protests, grown a beard for the occasion.

"Your own vows?" the priest asked them.

Giving him a slight nod, Thalia cleared her throat and began. "Luke Castellan, when I first met you, I didn't think I was going to fall in love with you. But I did, and it's one of the best things I've done. You're the most annoying person I know, but I think I can put up with it as long as you're my husband. Our little family has kept me sane over the years," she gave Annabeth a quick glance, "and I'm sure it'll do the same forever. I love you, Luke, and it's my honor to be your wife. Only if you promise to shave that hideous beard," She chuckled.

Luke had a bright smile on his face as he started his vows, "Fine I will. You know, since we're the oldest here, I've always felt like we were the parents of these unruly kids," Luke chuckled, raising his eyebrows in the direction of Annabeth's wet frame. "But the thing is, I didn't mind it. Especially with you. I love you, Thals, and I always have. Even from the cliche moment I met you. Your spite, your confidence, heck, even all the insults you gave me...they just make me love you more. From now onwards, not a day will pass where I won't annoy you. I promise."

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Next up on the marriage list, were Piper and Jason.

The officiant gestured for Jason to begin.

"Pipes, you have no idea how happy I am to be here today, standing before you. Our journey has had it's ups and downs, but nothing ever made me love you less. You mean everything to me. I know, even now, we're going to rule seperate Kingdoms, go our different ways, but I promise, I'm giving our marriage my all. No matter how far apart we may be, my heart will always belong to you," Jason smiled and squeezed Piper's hand.