Percabeth Oneshots

The Ring That Got Away

By me.

Percy Jackson was sweating bullets as he fidgeted with a small velvet box in his pocket. He had planned this moment for weeks—an intimate dinner under the stars, complete with Annabeth’s favorite food and a lovely view of the ocean.

Tonight was supposed to be magical.

“Annabeth, there’s something I need to ask you…” he started, his voice wavering slightly as he nervously pulled the box out of his pocket. His heart raced as he caught Annabeth's excited expression, eyes wide and eager.

“Finally! You’re proposing!” she exclaimed, practically bouncing in her seat.

Percy blinked. “How’d you know?”

“Percy, you’ve dropped the ring five times during dinner,” Annabeth pointed out, suppressing a smile.

Percy opened his mouth to respond, but he was immediately reminded of the numerous occasions when he had clumsily fumbled the ring.

Each time it had rolled away like a tiny, rebellious cannonball, and he had nearly leapt out of his chair to catch it.

“I even picked it up once,” Annabeth added with a teasing grin.

Just then, a trio of giggles erupted from behind a nearby bush. Piper, Leo, and Jason had been hiding there, waiting for the perfect moment to witness the proposal, but now they could hardly contain themselves.

“Did you see that? He dropped it again!” Leo shouted, doubling over with laughter.

Jason added, “This is the most entertaining thing I’ve ever seen! You’d think he was trying to juggle grenades instead of propose.”

Piper couldn’t help herself. “I didn’t know you could drop a ring this many times! At this rate, he’s going to lose it for good!”

Percy’s face turned crimson as he tried to regain his composure. “Okay, okay! Everyone shut up! I’m trying to do something serious here!” He glared at the trio, who were now rolling on the ground with laughter.

“Serious? You mean like how serious you are about keeping that ring safe?” Annabeth teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“I can do this!” Percy declared, straightening up and taking a deep breath. He took the ring out of the box again, carefully holding it in front of Annabeth. “Annabeth Chase, will you—”

And before he could finish his sentence, the ring slipped from his fingers. Time seemed to slow as everyone watched it tumble down, down, down into the grass, where it promptly rolled away.

“NO!” Percy yelped, diving forward. He scrambled through the grass, desperately searching for the ring as laughter echoed around him.

Piper clutched her stomach. “This is better than any reality show!”

Leo wiped tears from his eyes. “He’s going to have to become a professional ring catcher!”

Annabeth, still trying to suppress her laughter, leaned down and pointed. “There it is! I see it!”

Just as Percy lunged for it, a squirrel darted out of nowhere and snatched up the ring in its tiny paws. It took off, sprinting away like a tiny bandit.

“Are you serious?” Percy groaned, his face buried in his hands. “Not a squirrel! Anything but a squirrel!”

“Percy, you’re going to have to chase a squirrel to propose? This is priceless!” Jason managed to wheeze out between fits of laughter.

With a resigned sigh, Percy stood up, a look of determination in his eyes. “No squirrel is going to steal my proposal. I will get that ring back!”

He took off running after the squirrel, arms flailing comically as the others cheered him on.

“Go, Percy, go!” Annabeth shouted, her laughter ringing out like a melody.

Piper chimed in, “This is the best proposal ever!”

Leo added, “It’ll be legendary! Percy Jackson, the Hero Who Fought a Squirrel for Love!”

As the chase continued, Annabeth could hardly contain her giggles. Watching Percy sprint after that cheeky squirrel, she knew that even with all the chaos, this would be a night she’d never forget.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Percy cornered the squirrel, who, rather than fleeing, sat down and dropped the ring in front of him, as if it were a trophy.

“Gotcha!” Percy exclaimed triumphantly, grabbing the ring and dusting himself off. He turned back toward Annabeth, who was now leaning against the table, tears of laughter streaming down her cheeks.

“Now, where were we?” he asked, still slightly out of breath.

“You were about to propose,” Annabeth reminded him, a soft smile forming on her lips.

Percy took a deep breath, got down on one knee, and finally managed to say, “Annabeth Chase, will you—”

“Yes!” she interrupted, unable to wait any longer.

“Wait, I haven’t finished yet!” Percy protested, but Annabeth was already scooping him into a tight embrace.

“I don’t need to hear the rest. Just yes!” she laughed, and Percy couldn’t help but join in, relief washing over him.

And somewhere nearby, the squirrel watched the couple with what could only be described as a smug expression.