One Shots feat. PJO, Irondad, and More!

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I was in the middle of Target during a retail therapy session when this guy walked by with who I can only assume was his girlfriend and picked up a bikini and went oooh I like this! look And she laughed and put it back and said yes it's nice but we're not shopping for me we're shopping for you and he threw his head back and gave the most pitiful groan and my brain went cute! Write that down and I hereby give you Percabeth. Thanks to that poor dude for the inspiration. I hope you're doing well.

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"Oh, this is fun."

Annabeth sighed, spinning on her heel with the slightest hope the demigod behind her had found something worthwhile. She'd dragged him through four stores and they still haven't made any progress in finding him new shoes and jeans.  Part of her wished she'd left him at home; she knew most things, being a daughter of Athena and all, but why he insisted on so picky was beyond her.

Her boyfriend grinned and showed her the small onesie with cartoonish dinosaurs along the front. Large block letters screamed DINOSAURSOME to the world. Annabeth considered slapping it out of his hands.  Instead she settled for pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration.

"Percy," she huffed.

He managed to look baffled. "What?!"

She threw her hands out, exasperated. "That's for two year olds! Are you two, Seaweed Brain? Are you two?"

"I was thinking Estelle would like it."

"Okay, sure. Because she's your four month old sister  who doesn't have any preferences other than Gerber and sleep."

"Okay, hold on, you say that as though just 'cause she's not a boy she won't like dinosaurs, which is totally not true because everyone likes dinosaurs, they're awesome, and also, babies grow, Annabeth. It's a whole thing, if you didn't know."

An older woman down the aisle giggled lightly. Annabeth wasn't as impressed. Please, don't encourage him, she wanted to say.

"Put it down."

He at least had the sense not to argue with that.

"If you want to go home, we can," Percy offered as he jogged to keep up with her marching strides. She turned down an aisle towards the men's section. "We can try another time."

"Yeah, haha, good try. You're getting stuff today. You need pants."

"I thought I needed shoes."

"You need both, smart-ass. Come here."

The son of Poseidon threw his head back with a pitiful groan, which only angered her more. This didn't have to he as painful as it was, if he would just cooperate. "Annabeth-"

"Percy, you are a full-grown adult. Stop whining, or we will go back and shove you into that onesie since you're so intent on acting like a toddler," she snapped.

"Do you think there's one in my size?"

"I'll strangle you. Behave."

"Sorry, Mom."

"You're insufferable."

"Yeah, but you love me."