You're All Mine (Percabeth Fan-fic)

This is a just a Percabeth fan-fiction. The "great months of dating" between Percy and Annabeth. So, um, yeah. I'm warning you... It's going to be very cheesy. And, may I say? There's a likely change there will be making out in each chapter. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Disclaimer: If I owned PJO, would I be doing fanfics here?


9. Hello Athena


Sorry. It's in Percy's POV again. Didn't realize until after I was done.

"It's amazing." I murmured.

Olympus looked so much better now that Annabeth redesigned it.

Statues stood proud and tall. Sunlight shone in through windows, The seven Muses were playing a concert in the park. Minor gods and goddesses crowded around them. Laughter filtered through the air.

I laced my fingers through Annabeth's as my eyes landed on a statue of my dad. Wise Girl had added a little humor. She made it so there was a statue of Athena next to him and he was arguing with her. I smiled to myself. A picture that captured reality.

My eyes travelled everywhere. Never stopping. Never resting. ADHD. You can't blame me.

I moved my attention back to Annabeth. Her blond hair shone like gold. Her gray eyes sparkled like stars as she gazed around at her work, a slight blush on her cheeks.

I slid a hand over her locks. She turned to me and smiled.

"So," she whispered. "What do you think?"

I brushed my lips across her cheek, making her shiver. I loved that I could do this to her. "I think it's beautiful. Just like you."

She blushed harder and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Annabeth Chase!"

Athena's unmistakable voice rang out across Olympus.

Everyone stoppedc what they were doing.

Annabeth detatched herself from me.


I put a hand on her back. Wise Girl took a step closer to me.

"Annabeth, I need to talk to you." Athena marched towards us and gave me the evil eye. "Alone." her voice was so icy, if it was possible, she would've frozen me.

In fact, it did(just not literally, unfortunately for Athena).

Annabeth looked at me worriedly.

"I'll be fine." I whispered in her ear. "Go on."

She shot me another glance, but went with her mom.


I waited.

Then waited some more.

Then waited some more.

Finally, Annabeth came back. Something was off, though. Wise Girl was crying. Annabeth pretty much never cries.

What happened now?

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