Percabeth/Supernatural AU

Warning; use of alcohol and a really pissed off Annabeth. Also, Will Solace might want to avoid her for about a....decade.

Annabeth tapped her pencil against the glass window of her car. Pretending to be in an extreme case of concentration, when in reality she just wondering if the In N Out on Main was open.
"Annabeth!" Percy whined. "Please?"
"We do not need a hellhound as a pet," Annabeth said, glaring at him. "It would kill us."
"But look how cute the picture is!" He exclaimed, pointing at the picture of a black dog the size of an elephant.
"You would only be able to see it if your ten years up, besides, how are we going to feed it?"
"I guess you're right," he said, dejected.
"Thank you, so Nico said we're hunting a Shojo, that is a Japanese booze spirit. You have to be extremely drunk to actually see it and it can only be killed by a Samurai blade with a Shinto blessing."
"Soooo, we need to find a Japanese restaurant."
"And get extremely drunk."
"I think we should get the blessing first." Annabeth rolled her eyes at Percy. "Wait, do you even have a Samurai sword? Do you even drink?"
"No, emotional drunk," she waved her hand. "It's not important. It's you who is going to do the drinking." Percy groaned. "Maybe it'll be Reyna, she's getting here tomorrow night."
"Okay, let's just go find a Shinto Priest," Percy muttered, unlocking the car door.
"That was definitely the plan."

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"Thank you," Annabeth said to the priest, who bowed in their direction.
"I am always glad to help a person get ride of a deadly spirit." He said, he sounded as if he belonged to a Jackie Chan movie. Annabeth nodded in gratitude and went back to the car which held a very impatient Percy.
"Thank goodness, I'm so not looking forward to tomorrow morning. Why couldn't we wait for Reyna?"
"Reyna's never met you, I haven't told her much about you, wouldn't you want to impress her? Killing a spirit while drunk is sort of impressive."
"Why do I need to impress her?"
"Because she's one of the best hunters out there and we tend to put her in charge a lot."
"Oh great."
"Come on, let's go get food."

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"This sushi is really good," Percy commented, through a full mouth.
"Percy, that's cannibalism," Annabeth said in a straight, fake shock voice.
"What are you talking about?" He muttered as he shoved a California roll into his mouth, followed by a pink lady.
"You're part fish, Seaweed Brain!" Percy groaned, tired of the fish jokes. Who wouldn't be?
"That will be twenty dollars and 94 cents," a stiff elder Japanese lady said, holding Percy the check which he handed to Annabeth. Annabeth glared but paid with a somewhat hefty tip.
"He is in the back, your sword is ready."
"Thank you," Annabeth said standing, grabbing the last bit of sushi with her chop sticks.

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"I'm going to have such a hangover in the morning," Percy muttered, as he guzzled down the burning liquid. He sputtered and spit it out. "That was a horrible idea," he whispered hoarsely before asking. "Hey, why are their two of you?"
"M'kay, let's get going," Annabeth grabbed his arm and pulled him too his feet. "Let's go kill a Shojo."

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"You're like, really pretty," Percy slurred. "Have I told you you're really pretty?"
"Only five times in the past two minutes," Annabeth seethed. She should have never agreed to Will's abnormally warm eyes which begged her to so he could prolong his honeymoon. Nico had gone on screen for a second, screech then run off. He hadn't been wearing a shirt.
"Man, I really love Finding Nemo, do you love Finding Nemo."
"Nemo's dead, clownfish live six to ten years the wild. It came out in 2003, it's 2014, that's 11 years." Percy started sniveling, then started sobbing.
"NEMO!! LIFE IS SO CRUEL!!" Annabeth grabbed her phone from the cup holder and called Will Solace.
"I hate you so much," she whispered in a murderous voice.
"Annabeth?" She shoved the phone near the wailing Percy.
"He's drunk," she hissed. "And screaming about Finding Nemo." She hung up and dropped her phone back into the cup holder. Percy had moved on and was playing with a strand of her hair.
"Off!" She scolded, a cat ran across the street and stopped in front of the car. Annabeth screamed and stopped the car.
"What a cute hairy baby? Can we adopt it?" Annabeth glared at Seaweed Brain.
"You're like, really pretty. Have I told you you're pretty?" She punched him in the face, the drove off.

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"Okay, since you can barely stand, I will keep you up and you swing at spirit since you're the only one who can see it." He was still drunk but he was onto the stage where you're practically a zombie standing. (Author's note; I am 13 year old, I have not a clue what being drunk is. I'm basing this off of tv and books.)
"My head hurts."
"When we're done, I'll get you coffee, water, and Motrin."

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Percy's POV
Why did people do this for fun? It tastes terrible, you embarrass yourself, memory loss, and gives you headaches that make death appealing.
Then again, he might just feel this way because Annabeth was here, and..he might have...feelings for her.
Percy groaned as Annabeth shook under his weight, making him stand up straighter, though, he wasn't quite sure he was seeing straight.
"You're heavy."
"I'm 6'1 and weigh 202 pounds," he muttered. "That's not heavy."
"It's not skinny either."
"Piss off," he muttered.
"The only reason I'm not going to punch you again for that is because you're really drunk and if I do, you'll fall which will make me fall."
"You punched me?"
"Do you not remember? Oh well. Probably for the best."
"I'm really confused, where's the spirit? I wanna sleep." Percy looked up and gapped at the spirit. It had long, crazy black hair, paler skin than Snow White, and black eyes with raccoon eyes.
"What?" Annabeth exclaimed, realization hit her face the moment after the word left her mouth. "Swing! Swing!" He did, but missed. The third or was it fourth he hit the spirit's collarbone, but not with the edge. The spirit snarled and advanced. Percy rammed the blade into the spirit, skewer her like a shish kebab. That sounds like good food, I want that now.
The spirit deteriorated into ash or was it dust, he could never remember and left a smell of alcohol in the air.
"I'm gonna puke," Percy said. Annabeth let go of him and pushed him away from her.
"Sorry, I just really like these boots," she said.
"You don't seem like the girl who would care about boots."
"They're my only pair of shoes besides my converse, I have a right to be angry if you puke on them."
"Speaking of.." He trailed off as he keeled over and vomited.
"Oh gross."

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Thank heavens that's over.

"Annabeth!" Will and Nico yelled, running over to her like children, grabbing her into a bear hug. Reyna more calmly extracted herself from her car, an Impala 72 and walked over.
"Hey, having a good time?"
"Annabeth, why do you smell like vomit?" Will asked, removing his arms from her. She licked her teeth and pushed Will Solace into a tree.
"Okay, I'm calm now." She said, slightly mad at her emotions getting the better of her but also very glad she had a chance to do that to the person who had to hold Percy's hair while he vomited. He'd drank half a bottle of vodka and a flask of mystery juice they'd gotten for ten cents. She was going to cut that darn skater boy hair off someday. His stupid bangs had kept getting sucked into his mouth.
Nico wrapped an arm around his husband and raised an eyebrow. Annabeth glared at Will with a fire worse than a hell pit.
"Next time you have to take care of Shojo, find someone else because I really, really," emphasis on the really's, "hate alcohol."

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I know, I know, I'm a horrible fangirl for not updating for so long.
I watched up to season 5 of Gilmore Girls, memorized lines for a play for choir and read Dreams of Gods and Monsters. You probably don't want to hear my excuses but I feel like I have to give you a reason for not updating for so long!!

Art; well, I'm not actually sure, but it was the cutest Solangelo thing on my camera roll and trust, I have more pictures of them than myself. If you know who drew this picture please tell
me who drew it, and I'll give credit in the next chapter.

Good night lovelies! ❤️:)