War Of The Gods (Percy Jackson Fan Fiction)

Mrs. Jackson

Third Person's POV

"'Give us 10 minutes,' they said." Leo said. "'We'll be quick.' they said." Leo complained. "It's been 30 minutes."

The boys were gathered in a secluded area, all in a suit, waiting for Percy. The rest of their friends, girlfriends, sisters, had accompanied the bride, to go pick a wedding dress.

"Have you tried putting on a wedding dress Leo? " Grover said.

"No! Have you?" Leo asked.

"Yes." Grover said, and Leo blinked. "It's not easy.."

"Especially with a girl like Annabeth." Luke said. "No dress would be right for her. Not to fancy, not to short, not to cut down, no backless dress, it's endless. Especially not with the judgement eyes of about 15 other girls. Namely Aphrodite."

"It's not like Annabeth would have any problem with it." Jason said. "It's Aphrodite. And her whole cabin. My girlfriend included. They'll want to find the perfect dress, and if they change the dress at the last minute, they'll have to change the whole make up."

"Besides. They have to find the 4." Beckendorf said.

"The what?" Nico asked.

"The four." Beckendorf said. "Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue."

"And a silver sixpence in her shoe." Thomas continued.

"How would you know?" Travis asked.

"My dad's a poet. Literally the god of poetry." Thomas said sarcastically. "And that there, is a famous rhyme."

"And you?" Connor said.

"I've been dating a daughter of Aphrodite for how many years now?" Beckendorf said. "We can not avoid talking about marriage, because events, such as DYING, brings that kind of stuff up."

"Hey." Frank said.

"Hi." Percy said, sitting down next to them.

"Why aren't you dressed?" Chris asked.

"Well I spent the last 20 minutes getting hugs from my crying mother, slaps and pats on the back from both my father and stepfather, also from my fiancé father, -gods I love saying that- and death threats from my fiancé' mother. Also getting teased by the gods, getting questions from the goddesses, and also from the gods. Greeting all the other guesses, convincing the Party Ponies not to shoot the bride with their paintball, because they think it'll be too white. Directing the cyclops to their chair. To top it all off, I had to play guess with the rest of the minor and Roman gods." Percy rambled.

"Percy. You could've asked us to help." Luke said.

"Huh?" Percy said.

"We're a bunch of boys, who are close friends with the groom.." Jason said.

"Come again?" Percy said.

"Percy, we're your groomsmen!" Leo said. "Sure we're like 5 times the amount of the usual, but we still do what you tell us to do."

"And you didn't bother to tell me that like, 15 minutes ago?" Percy asked.

"We didn't want to disturb you from your quality time with Athena." Nico said mockingly.

"What do you want us to do?" Frank said.

"Uh.. Frank, Grover, I need you to get the Party Ponies to stay calm and not drink too much alcohol." Percy flinched, as he heard 'Chug chug chug chug!!!' followed by the sound of shattered glass. "Chris, Beckendorf. Help them as well. Also, the cyclops."