What Happens Next

Reception Whoop Whoop

Annabeth Chase Jackson, East Central Reception Hall, 6:49 pm

The reception hall was just as beautiful as the wedding hall. The ceilings were impressively high. There were paintings of Greek men in togas or nothing at all, decorating the ceiling. The windows stretched from the floor all of the way to the impressively high ceilings. 

Annabeth gasped. "Oh Percy." She was speechless it was so beautiful. She made a mental note to thank Chiron for getting them this place. 

Percy and Annabeth took their place at the front table along with their wedding party. Piper and Hazel crowded around Annabeth to see her ring and gush over her. Juniper and Grover sat and smiled at each other. Almost a "we did it" moment. They just sat and gushed over each other. After Hazel and Piper were done gazing at her ring, she turned to Percy and put her hand in his lap signaling for him to hold it. Which he did, happily.

Soon enough, trays of food rolled out from the kitchen. Waiters and waitresses started passing out plates of warm food to the guests until everyone had one. Soft music played from the corner on violins. They were doing covers of modern songs, Annabeth noticed. 

Once all of their food was delivered, Grover stood up and clanked his fork against his glass. The room got quiet so he could speak. 

"Hey hey hey, as many of you know, my name is Grover, I was the best man here at this shizzaaaaaa." The room held a small round of applause before Grover kept on. "If it's all okay with everyone, I'll start my best man speech since I've been working on it basically since these two met." 

At that, Percy laughed and squeezed Annabeth's hand. 

"Now, since we all know that Annabeth is a wonderful woman. She deserves the PERFECT man. Well, unfortunately baby, you don't always get what you want." The room laughed, as did Percy and Annabeth. "I'm joking, I'm joking. Percy is great. They don't just make endless prophecies about death and destruction for just anyone. Gods know how many he's had." There were some glances and laughs to the Olympian table. "But for real, I'm really proud of you, man. I've known since you were 12 that this is where you would end up. Thanks for letting me be along for the ride." The room shared some awes. "You're my best friend, Perce. I was supposed to protect you, but along the way, I've found you protecting me instead. Here's to love." 

Grover raised his glass into the air, the rest of the room followed. "To love." They chanted in unison. 

The rest of the speeches went by in a blur. All Annabeth could think about was Percy. Being here with him, being his wife, what they were bound to do later, all of it swirled around her head. She hardly even noticed when Piper called the entire room to the dance floor at the end of her speech. 

Percy stood up first and used his arm to glide her to the floor. The DJ, who also happened to be Nico, started off with dancing songs to get everyone into the mood. Though, even with the fast tempo of the music, Annabeth still found her and Percy slow dancing back and forth. She pressed her forehead to his and closed her eyes. Being with him was overwhelming sometimes. She loved him with something she hadn't even known possible. Being here and dancing with him on their wedding night really brought it out of her. 

The small mind messages made it easier for them to glide back and forth without needing to talk. Not to mention, they could be as filthy as they wanted sometimes.

"Gods, you're beautiful." Percy thought to her as he moved his hand lower on her back, pulling her closer. 

"I can't believe this is real." Annabeth chimed back. 

"Would it be too raunchy to say that as beautiful as that dress is and how beautiful it is on you, I can't wait to rip it off of you tonight." Percy smirked but then kissed her on the cheek.