Mortals meet percy

A good relationship

Percy sighed and put his car keys in his pocket feeling down after a long day at work. To be honest sometimes he missed the demigod adventures he used to have minus the almost dying part. He stopped at the front door to his and Annabeth's house confused. A nerf rifle leaned against the door beside a note. He picked up the note.

Dear Percy,

I'm hiding in the house with a nerf gun. Here is the other. Come find me.

Loser has to cook tonight.

May the odds be ever in your favor.

Love Annabeth.

Percy grinned and grabbed the gun sneaking into the house to find his wife. After a battle of epic per portions, percy ended up at the stove cooking. He didn't mind however as his wife sat at the table still gloating slightly. She sure knew how to make every day better.