Chores

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Percy and Annabeth have been married 3 months now. They have an apartment in NY that they just moved into. They are  around 24.
Percy's POV-
How did this even work? Did the soap go there? Or maybe there? Wait, where did the spoons go? I scratched my head. This was so confusing.
  "Do you even know how to load a dishwasher?" Annabeth asked. I spun around.
   "Oh, hey honey..... yes I know how to load a dishwasher!"
   "Than do it." She said, sitting on top of the counter. I sighed, and turned back to the dishwasher. Did the little thingy turn? I feel like it turns.
   "Oops." I said. I had broken the little thingy.
   "Percy! Thats the part the water comes from!" Annabeth yelled.
   "Oh. So that's why it was leaking?"
     "The dishwasher wasn't finished cleaning! It wasn't leaking, it was washing, Seaweed Brain!" She said, rolling her eyes.
   "I'll text Leo. He can help us fix it!" I said.
 
You: Um, so we kinda broke our dishwasher.....can you help us fix it?
Leo: Sure. But I'm not available til tomorrow.
You: Oh. Well, thats okay. Thanks man!

  "So, Leo can't come til tomorrow..." I said. Annabeth sighed.
   "It's okay. Sorry for blowing up at you." She said, giving me a hug.
    "I'm fine. Considering I broke the dishwasher, I probably deserved it." I joked. She smiled, and I kissed the top of her head.

Annabeth's POV-
I was doing the laundry when I ran into a problem: What was I supposed to do? Do the darks go on cold? Or hot? I put them on hot, and poured in soap. Maybe not enough soap. I poured in probably too much soap....oops. I shrugged, and pressed start. I decided that I should go finish Season 2 in Stranger Things, so Percy and I could watch Season 3.

Half an hour later.......
"Annabeth! The washing machines over flowing!" Percy yelled. I raced to him. There were bubbles everywhere, and the washing machine was making a strange choppy sound. Percy was trying to control the water that was overflowing, and he was helping it calm down. Than it began rumbling, before
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
It exploded. I wiped the suds out of eyes to see a soap covered laundry room, and Percy, covered in suds. He dried himself off, and me, but we still had all the soap on us.
"Did you break the washing machine?" He asked quietly. I nodded.
   "Poor Leo." He laughed.
     "I know! We wrecked our washer and dishwasher!" I giggled.
    "So, from now on, you do dishes, I do laundry." Percy said. I put out my hand.
   "Deal." We shook on it.

And all through their marriage, that's how it stayed.

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