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(6) Oven Broiler (Mortal)

again.. the name is a complete joke made by bella_d913 . this is what happens when we hang out too much even though you need to sleepover. so hope you enjoy bella_d913 and i's weirdness!

Oven POV

I drove into the driveway 3410 Yearling Drive. My wife, Kelly, and I were looking for our first house together. We had just got married 5 weeks ago after dating for 5 years. We were meeting our realtor at the house. I was guessing she was already inside the house.

Just in case you don't know me, Hi I am Oven Broiler. Yes that is my real name. I know. It sucks. My mother gave my father the privilege of naming me and guess what? He was high!! But my stupid mother took him seriously and named me Oven. Oven Bob Broiler. Usually people call me Ven. At least Ven is one syllable and doesn't sound too unusual. So if I say my name is Ven they don't run away!! Unless I say my real name... Anyways, I am 25 years old. I had just gotten married to Kelly Plische, now Broiler. I live in St. Margret, New York, very close to Long Island. I work as a 3rd grade teacher at Quinton's Academy, a school for kids who have a lot of money, so to say.

So back to the events at hand. We walked into the house and I saw a curly- haired blonde in front of me look out the window.

"Uhmm- Hi! Are you Annabeth Chase?" Kelly said cheerfully. The lady, Annabeth, turned around.

To say she was beautiful was an understatement. This girl was drop-dead gorgeous. Her curly blonde hair was pulled back with a small white headband, her tan and tall body had a white summer-y sort of dress (A/N i envision the dress that Gabriella wore in High School Musical 3 when Troy comes to visit her in college.) ,her grey eyes were sparkling from the sunlight, and she smiled at us. I tried to look at Kelly and remind myself why I married her, but Annabeth had some powerful aura sort-of thing coming from her. Kelly's looks didn't even come close to Annabeth's flawlessness. Kelly had dirty-blonde straight hair that didn't curl and kaleidoscope eyes that changed color. She was not pale, but not tan. She was really short, about 5'1.

She held out her hand to us and said, "Hi I'm Annabeth Chase. Nice to meet you." I shook it and felt like I was melting because of her beauty.

"I'm Kelly Plische-Broiler and this is my husband Ven," my wife-who-wish-was-not-my-wife said. I smiled and winked at Annabeth. Her smiled turned into a look of disgust. As Annabeth pulled away her hand, I saw a wedding ring on her finger. I cursed under my breath. But then I realized I could win her over with my good looks and amazing personality. I have brown hair that I gel up to look cool (A/N older Jacob Sartorius hair..🤢) and ice blue eyes. I was tan and 5'10 and a good size. I was muscular, but I didn't have 6-pack, but I was working for it.

"So.. You guys were looking for a 3 bedroom, 4 bath, 2,000 square feet, and a budget of $200,000 dollars?" She said looking at her phone. Kelly nodded and gripped my hand, which I had to keep in my hand unless I wanted a long pep talk. Ugh girls are annoying. Except Annabeth. Annabeth is perfect. Just the way she talks and walks and smiles-

"Ven!! Did you hear me?" Kelly said sassily with a hand on her hip snapping me out of my day dream.

"What? No, sorry," I said. "I said, 'Don't you like the open space and the layout?'" She said. I looked around to pretend I actually cared. I honestly don't care what house we get. I just want a freaking place to live in and put my crap in!

"Oh ya it's great," I said.

"So this is bedroom one. The previous owners added another door to the room to go into bedroom 2, but you can always take that out if you want," Annabeth said with that breathtaking smile of hers. She beckoned us to move to the next room. I walked quicker so I could open the door for Annab- I mean Kelly. Stupid feelings.