Interrupted Propsal

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Percy had set up a "legendary" picnic to propose to Annabeth on the beach. For a daughter of Athena, Annabeth was clueless. But Annabeth had to admit, the picnic was pretty cute. There was a little mint gingham plaid picnic blanket with a turquoise picnic basket in the middle. They didn't do champagne, so there was sparkling cider instead. Percy was dressed in a dark blue and grey tux. Annabeth was in a dark blue dress with a purple Hawaiian lily in her hair, which was down and wavy. Annabeth had been brushing her hair for almost a year. You would've thought it was a miracle she even had time. But they hadn't had to much biz going on since the war. Just, you know, the usual monsters. Hellhounds, empousi, cyclops, the occasional drakon or skeleton army, demigods, sneezing mortals, Rachel. Yup! Annabeth found out that Rachel kissed Annabeth. Percy wasn't in trouble. Just the usual "why didn't you tell me?!" Annabeth figured Rachel would pull a stunt like that. The fight wasn't pretty. At all. Annabeth beat the living shit out of Rachel. It was hilarious! She bit, clawed, stabbed, hit, punched, smacked with closest thing, threw the closest thing, kicked, scratched, and then eventually, she hit her the butt of her dagger. Then she drew a mustache and beard on her and LOSER on her forehead with Riptide (in pen form). No one blamed Annabeth either. Well anyway, the picnic was breathtakingly beautiful. Annabeth couldn't believe Percy set this up by himself without asking for anyone's help or that he came up with the idea himself. Honestly, neither did Percy. Aphrodite didn't even do anything. The food was takeout from their favorite Greek restaurant. They ate and talked and kissed occasionally while watching the beautiful sunset. Then, when they were finished eating and they had cleaned up the food and their clothes, Percy was about to begin his speech. Then they heard the scream.  The moment was ruined. They ran to the training arena. As they were running, Percy was thinking,"The Fates are trying to kill me! They know I was going to propose to Annabeth!"

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