Percabeth Dirty One Shots and Drabbles

Ice Ring 7

by @smileQuotes on ao3

: Make Love, Not War

Summary:

When pranks just go a little too far... will she punish the enemy?

Notes:

This is a shorter chapter, I know, I hate it when that happens too.

Behind the scenes: I struggled a lot with this one, not that it wasn't fun to write, it's more on the "where to draw the line" kind of struggle. How far can they really take it until it's not believable anymore. One of the things I hate when I read a fanfic is when reality shatters because of a single detail, that I then have to deconstruct to make sense of the world I'm reading in again. The pranks have always been a part of the story I wanted to write, but taking them to a higher level can make the reader's experience uncomfortable. Anyway...I'm rambling.

(See the end of the chapter for .)

Chapter Text

The next day, Annabeth had very accidentally dropped her whole food plate on Percy in the cafeteria during lunch, made sure to rub a good amount on liquid next to his crotch, looking like he had pissed himself. Later, her locker was found locked with a different combination. On Friday morning, Annabeth had sprayed his locker with an overbearing perfume. He had retaliated right this second, by stealing her clothes at the training center. Piper looked concerned.

"So, you are back with the pranks?"

"What? No" Annabeth first denied, after seeing her friend no bull expression she left a sight.

"Who started it?" Piper asked closing her locker. They had just finished their skating practice.

"Me"

"I thought that was past us, I had feeling you guys were starting to get along" the brunette giggled knowing full well that feeling was just the known truth. And still Piper only knew of the first mind boggling session they had shared.

"Why would I? He signed me up for a sugar daddy website!" Whined Annabeth readjusting her towel. Piper looked curiously hiding her laugh. "You know I've tried!" And tried she did. Annabeth hadn't always hated Percy, there was time before the madness.

At first, they seemed to get along well, Annabeth had been the one to introduce him to the rest of the group, yet a week later, she had caught him saying she was a stuck-up princess. She had tried to pass it off as a one-time thing. Then, she had started dating Luke. The two guys couldn't stand each other. Percy had dropped comments on Luke and Annabeth had defended him, but they had taken things too far like always. Percy had called her a "fucking Ice Princess bitch" and she had called him "A Sea Monster bastard" nowadays Captain was enough. The pranks had started after getting bored in French Class, throwing paper on her hair like a middle school prick, she had retaliated with gluing his ass on the stool. He would forever be known as captain half pants. Blue syrup on her face, sharpie dicks on his face, gum in her hair, glitter in his bag, they had done everything in the book. The whole school knew of their rivalry. Difficult to ignore it, especially when Percy decided to wear an embarrassing shirt reading: Annabeth Chase's slave.

The principal had even met them twice about it, saying they had taken things too far when Annabeth had edited a video of Percy getting slammed by his teammates in hockey and when he had plastered her face in an edit of a cowgirl on social media. It was that day that the truce was established, Annabeth had sworn to never let the prank war die. She knew she would get her revenge one day. Percy Jackson was going to be the death of her.

Now looking inside her locker, the fucker had waited for her to look away to take everything. It couldn't have been long ago, standing in her towel, Annabeth had just removed her skating leggings and sweater. Not only her changing clothes were gone, but her skates as well. Those had been gifted from her father. She held them near and dear to her heart. Annabeth wouldn't let him get away with it.