Percabeth.

Jason is a menace

None of the PJO/HOO characters belong to me. They belong to Rick Riordan. And keep in mind that this is an AU.

Percy's POV

Yeah. You read the title right. My friend Jason is an absolute menace when it comes to bets. 

Let me start again.

I was in a bet with Jason. We were competing in a chance of rock paper scissors. I know, it's stupid. But if I won, he had to go to school in a Shrek costume. So I couldn't just let the chance pass.

But sadly, the asshole won. My punishment was that I had to go to school actually neat for a day. My hair was supposed brushed, I had to be on time, I couldn't forget my backpack like I did those other 25 times. And for me to do this, I had to wake up an hour early.

I think you can tell why I'm calling Jason a menace now. And top of all that stuff. I have to do it without my ADHD medicine.

Yeah. Totally doable.

Anyways, I woke up quite early. My mom, Sally Jackson, was still asleep. So being the guy I am, I tucked her in. And her being the great mom she is, slept in leaving her son to eat allllll the blue cookies.

But I still had to do some other stuff. I wrote a to-do list and got to work. 

After a few minutes I finally finished. Using all the hairspray on the way. Yeah, mom isn't going to like that one bit. 

Then on cue, someone called, I pick up thinking it was Jason and said.

"I swear to the gods, if this is Jason. I fucking hate you. If you make me do stuff like this again, a rusty metal rod is going to be shoved down your throat."

"Uhhhhhh. Hi?" It was Leo

"Oh. Hey Leo!"

"Hey Percy. Now what the actual fuck was that?!"

"Jason and I made a bet. He won and now I have to reset my whole morning routine for one day. One day!"

"I assuming you had to wake up early?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"Jeez. Anyways, I called you to say that Annabeth's here and she wants to talk to you."

"Okay? This is new. Pass her the phone."

"Hi. It's Annabeth. I'm getting you back for taking my Philly cheesesteak."

"And what does that mean?"

"Who do you think payed Jason to make the bet?"

"I fucking hate you. So much."

"Cry me a river, asshole. I took the whole morning to make that sandwich."

"It looked so good..."

"It was mine!!"

"Who cares? Plus, it tasted good."

"First compliment in a while coming from you."

"Come on! All this over a shitty sandwich!?!?"

"Yes. Don't tell me you wouldn't do the same seaweed brain."

"Fine. I admit defeat. Wise girl has sadly won. What a shame."

"Goodbye."

She hung up before I could say anything else.