I hate Valentines Day!

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Percy's POV

"PERCYYYYYYYYY!" The scream came moments after I slipped on a pair of jeans after emerging from the shower.

My towel slipped out of my hand and I ran towards the sound which happened to be coming from the laundry room. My eyes settled on a shaking Annabeth standing atop the dryer clutching a clean towel and gesturing madly with it towards a speck in the corner.

"What! What happened?" she was too frozen with fear give a proper reply but just pointed to the thing in the corner.

"Sp-sp-spi.." her voice died away and I realized it was because the speck was now moving along the wall. I finally turned to face the monstrosity that had the power to turn my girlfriend into a quivering mess, besides me of course.

If you get what I mean. Cue the eyebrow waggle.

I spotted a small black spider crawling along the wall up to the corner of the ceiling and let out a small chuckle.

Hey, I'm not a bad boyfriend. I knew that she was terrified of spiders and the incident with Arachne had only further induced her fear of spiders.

But still it was slightly amusing to watch Annabeth Chase, someone who was able to help save Olympus, walked through hell and was also the official rebuilder of the palace of the gods; tremble in fear on top of a laundry machine because of a measly spider.

One that was a good few feet out of her vicinity too.

She must have heard me laugh because she narrowed her eyes.

"So help me Perseus Jackson if you do not kill that thing I will make sure you suffer from lack of your needs for at least a week."

The smile slipped off my face and I went into panic mode. This was outrageous! I ran back into the living room, grabbed a magazine and ran back to the laundry room and frantically began looking for the spider again. Once I spotted it I slowly walked up to it and....

Smack

I pulled back with a grimace. It was not on my agenda to look at smeared spider guts all over the cover of Sports Illustrated.

Annabeth held out her arms for me to get her off the dryer and I gently set her down. I noticed her averted gaze from my shirtless torso and decided to tease her a bit.

"Like what you see?" I asked her.

"And what if I did?"

"Then...." I brushed my lips against her ear and felt the shiver go down her back.

Pulling away, I smirked.

"I would have to go put on a shirt."

I laughed at her cute pout and practically pranced out of the laundry room. I heard the sound of footsteps as she followed me and went into the closet to grab a shirt

"Annabeth?" I called from the closet.

"Can you grab the tripod and get ready to film?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Back the truck up. Film?

Yup that's right. After Annabeth and I received all the popularity from the video (probably from my crazy good looks) the Stoll's posted; we continued posting videos and now have over 50,000 subscribers.

The sound of rustling gave away that she was looking for tripod when her voice came from the middle of the room.

"Percy, what video are we filming today?"

"Uhhh, I'll tell you later." I wasn't going to tell her.

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"Hey everyone it's Percy and Annabeth, and I told you guys to ask me some questions on twitter so......today we're gonna be doing the random questions tag!"

Annabeth looked at me with a glare hidden from the camera's view, and I knew it was because she didn't want to do this video.

"So, first question. 'Would you rather change gender every time you sneeze, or not be able to tell the difference between a muffin and a baby?'"

I looked at Annabeth hopelessly. How messed up are mortals? She shrugged and turned to the twitter pulled up on my computer.

"Okay um, we'll pass that one. Next question, 'What would you do if Hazel had died?'"

I stared at the camera in shock for a few seconds before exploding.

"Is that even a question? Hazel is an awesome character, she is beautiful in every single way so don't you ev-" I was cut off from the intensity of the glare Annabeth gave me after hearing the words 'beautiful' and 'Hazel' come out of my mouth.

Yeesh, and she says she doesn't get jealous.

"You know what? I think I'd be okay if she died."

I cleared my throat and continued.

"Question number three, 'Have you ever believed in the Greek or Roman gods?'"

I exchanged a look with Annabeth to find that instead of glaring at me, she was giving me a faint smile.

I smiled back. "Well, you see there was actually this one time......."

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