Percabeth Oneshots

Oreos Of Invulnerability

By me.

It was a lazy Saturday afternoon at Camp Half-Blood, the sun was shining, and the warm breeze carried the faint sound of laughter from the nearby training grounds.

Percy Jackson lounged on the porch of the Big House, a pack of Oreos and a glass of milk beside him. He was in a deep philosophical moment, staring at his snack with the intensity of a demigod contemplating the mysteries of the universe.

“Hey, Annabeth!” Percy called, his voice rising above the gentle chatter.

Annabeth Chase, who had been reading a scroll on the steps of the Big House, looked up, intrigued. “What is it, Seaweed Brain?”

Percy held an Oreo delicately between his fingers, a look of exaggerated seriousness on his face. “You ever dip your entire Oreo in milk except for the part where you’re holding it and feel like Thetis dipping newborn Achilles into the River Styx, leaving him invulnerable everywhere except for his heel?”

Annabeth blinked, surprised at the randomness of his thought process. “Um… yes?”

Percy grinned, clearly satisfied with her response. “I knew you would understand! We’re basically culinary heroes.”

She shook her head, chuckling. “You realize you just compared a cookie to a legendary myth, right?”

“Exactly!” Percy exclaimed, practically bouncing in his seat. “Think about it: the milk is the River Styx, and the cookie is Achilles. But instead of being invulnerable, you just end up with a soggy cookie if you let it sit too long!”

Annabeth rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress a smile. “You’re a real philosopher, Percy.”

“Thank you, thank you,” he said, performing an exaggerated bow. “I can see the Harvard acceptance letter coming in now.”

“Harvard?” Annabeth raised an eyebrow. “They don’t exactly accept demigods who think Oreos are ancient Greek heroes.”

“Maybe they should!” Percy declared dramatically, holding the cookie aloft like a trophy. “I’m starting a movement! The Society of the Oreos of Invulnerability!”

“Wow,” she said, trying to stifle her laughter. “I can see the slogan now: ‘Dare to dip, dare to conquer!’”

“Exactly! We’ll have meetings every Saturday, and our first order of business will be deciding on the best Oreo flavor!”

“Pistachio, obviously.”

Percy gasped as if she had just declared war. “Pistachio? Annabeth, that’s a crime against cookies! It’s gotta be classic double stuff!”

“Classic? Boring!” she retorted, playfully nudging him.

He rolled onto his side, clutching the Oreo as if it were a precious artifact. “What’s life without a little adventure? If we’re going to make a society, it’s going to be epic, just like the Iliad! But, you know, with snacks.”

Just then, Grover came trotting up, his eyes wide with excitement. “Did I hear snacks? Are we having a snack party? I’m in!”

“Welcome to the 'Society of the Oreos of Invulnerability', Grover!” Percy announced, spreading his arms wide as if he was bestowing an honorary title.

Grover scratched his head. “Do we get capes? I feel like every society should have capes.”

“Of course! But only if they match the cookie colors! Black for chocolate and white for cream!” Percy replied, nodding seriously.

Annabeth couldn’t help but laugh as Grover exclaimed, “This is the best society ever!”

The three of them sat on the porch, Oreos in hand, sharing ridiculous theories about which flavor would be best to give Achilles for a snack. Percy even suggested a new epic: 'The Odyssey of the Oreos'.

As the sun began to set, they savored their cookies and joked about starting their legendary cookie society. The laughter echoed across the camp, proving that sometimes, even the most ridiculous ideas could bring friends together.

And in that moment, as Annabeth dipped her Oreo into her glass of milk—invulnerable to sogginess, of course—she thought that maybe, just maybe, Percy was onto something profound after all.

“Cheers to the Oreos!” she toasted, raising her cookie.

“Cheers!” Percy and Grover echoed, laughter mingling with the sweet taste of milk and chocolate, marking the start of their hilarious and heroic culinary adventures.