My Way Home is Through You- PJO/HOO fanfic!

Percy

A/N: PERCADEATH luls

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Percy's POV

Percy Jackson loved fish. He loved blue, he loved the water, and he loved chocolate chip cookies- preferably blue ones. He also loved Annabeth. Annabeth, pretty grey eyes, blonde hair, and a very stern attitude. Percy only listened to her- Annabeth was the only one who treated Percy like an actual human and not just a crazy guy who thinks he's Aquaman.

"Percy!" Annabeth knocked on the door to Room 3, carrying a blue plastic hairbrush and a plastic knife.

Those were Rachel and Octavian's weapons of choice. Annabeth probably just stopped them from killing eachother. Again.

"Hiya Annabeth!" Percy opens his door quickly. "Whaddup?!" He grins widely and steps aside to let her in.

"Oh, I just came to say hello..." Annabeth shrugged, holding the hairbrush and plastic knife in her left hand, a teddy bear in her right. "I got you this." Annabeth handed Percy the teddy.

"OHMYGODS!!" Percy hugged the bear tightly, "I'll name her Annabeth!"

Annabeth blushes and sits on Percy's chair, taking a clipboard out from under it. On the papers was Percy's progress reports- which he had written in crayon. Blue crayon.

"Percy, we told you to write in pencil!" Annabeth laughed and sat back, reading them.

"But in this one I wrote about how pretty you look when you give me my meds!" Percy whined.

Annabeth smiled as she read the part. Percy inched closer to her, so they were nose to nose when Annabeth looked up.

"Percy..." She mumbles, rolling her eyes.

"What?" Percy asks, grinning like an idiot. Annabeth simply sighs, then Percy gently and quickly presses his lips against hers, and laughs.

"Percy!!" Annabeth exclaims as she stands up immediately.

"What...?" He asks, pouting.

"I like you a lot, but... I'd like to keep my job here, you know. There's no policy against us dating, but Dr. D wouldn't like it..." She mutters quickly.

"Then we don't tell him. It'll be our secret." Percy suggests, shrugging.

"I don't know..." She looks away, gaze meeting the floor.

Percy wraps his arms around her, and hears her sigh.

"I guess. But don't tell anyone or you're caviar." Annabeth laughs lightly.

"Okay, okay!"

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-RC