Percabeth Oneshots

Reluctant Hero

By me

Annabeth Chase knew she had a talent for persuasion. With a mere glance and a smile, she could convince anyone to do her bidding. And today, she had set her sights on Percy Jackson.

It was a bright and sunny day at Camp Half-Blood, and the entire camp was buzzing with excitement. The Seven were gathered in the Big House's living room for a strategy meeting. Percy was sprawled on the couch, his feet resting on the coffee table. Annabeth sat across from him, flipping through a thick book on ancient architecture.

“I need your help,” Annabeth said casually, her gaze fixed on the book.

Percy glanced at her. “Sure, what’s up?”

“I need you to help me move some heavy books to the library,” Annabeth said, barely looking up from her book.

Percy sighed dramatically. “Can’t you ask someone else? I was just about to—”

“Please Percy,” Annabeth interrupted, her eyes wide with hope and a hint of mischief. “You know you can’t say no to me.”

Percy rolled his eyes. “You’ll be the death of me, you know that?”

Annabeth just smiled sweetly. “Come on, it’ll be quick.”

As Percy reluctantly got up from the couch, the rest of the Seven watched with varying degrees of amusement.

Jason leaned over to Piper. “Percy’s definitely whipped.”

Piper chuckled. “You have no idea.”

Leo, who was tinkering with a small gadget, looked up. “At least he’s used to it. It’s practically a superpower.”

Grover, munching on some potato chips, nodded. “If Annabeth’s willpower was a weapon, Percy would be in serious trouble.”

As Percy trudged towards the library, carrying a stack of heavy books, he passed by Thalia and Hazel, who were chatting near the doorway.

“Percy, you’ve got this!” Thalia called out with a grin.

“Yeah, just remember—no complaining!” Hazel added playfully.

Percy gave them a resigned look. “You guys have no idea how lucky you are. She’s got me doing her bidding like it’s a full-time job.”

As he entered the library, he found that the bookshelves were already packed with volumes. He sighed and started organizing the books according to Annabeth’s instructions.

Back in the Big House, Annabeth returned to her book, a satisfied smile on her face. She knew exactly how to get Percy to do whatever she wanted, and he always complied. Even if he grumbled, he couldn’t refuse her.

Minutes later, Percy returned, looking slightly sweaty but otherwise intact. He plopped back down on the couch with a huff.

“Done,” he said, throwing his hands up. “Now, can I have some peace and quiet?”

Annabeth looked at him with a smirk. “Of course, Percy. Thanks for the help.”

As he relaxed, the rest of the Seven gathered around him, their smiles and teasing evident.

“You’re the real MVP,” Jason said, giving Percy a friendly pat on the back.

“Yeah, you’d think you’d get used to it by now,” Piper added.

Percy just shook his head, a grin on his face despite himself. “It’s all worth it for her.”

Annabeth, hearing his words, felt a surge of affection for him. She knew that, no matter how much she pushed him, Percy would always be there for her. And that was something she cherished more than anything.

The group laughed and continued their conversations, the camaraderie between them as strong as ever. And as Percy sat back, surrounded by friends and the girl who could make him do anything, he realized that, for all his complaints, he wouldn’t have it any other way.