Hey this is my first story, and I know it's a horrible plot and stuff, but I reaized, (after browsing through many random PJO fanfics) that there was only one story with this plot, and I figured, well, what the heck, why not?

I am totally fine with suggestions or any found grammar errors, but please don't harshly judge i've never done this, even after using fanfic for so long... so like, yeah. Thanks.

Disclaimer: All rights to Rick Riordan! Also, if Rick Riordan Accually ever does ever read this, i'm honored and I love your books!

(All POVs in 3rd person)

Annabeth POV

Annabeth knocked on her boyfriend's door, semi-hoping that Percy would get his Demi-godly butt off his couch and answer the door so she wouldn't have to unlock it herself. But, being the couch potato she had always assumed he was, there was no answer.

She waited a whole three minutes before she gave up.

"Percy!" She yelled, "come open the door!"

Another three minutes. Still nothing. She sighed, rummaging her pockets for the spare key her kelp-headed boyfriend had given her. She found it and stuck it in the doorknob. She strode in and immediately saw Percy curled up on his couch with a blanket covering him and the TV blaring. He was snoring softly.

She smirked. He still drooled in his sleep. Things like that never changed. She sat down next to him and turned off the TV, instead burying her nose in the greek architecture book that Athena had gotten for her.

~Time Skip~

Annabeth blinked groggily, peeling her face off the page. She had somehow fallen asleep sitting there. She turned to find Percy sitting next to her munching on a bunch of blue cookies, his blanket still wrapped around him, and he had the TV on again. She stared at him until he noticed that she was awake. He smiled warmly.

"Good morning Wise Girl." He said teasingly, raising an eyebrow. "Did someone get their beauty sleep?"

She scoffed. "Like you were any better. I wasn't the one who was drooling."

"Uh huh. Then why is there a small puddle of drool on the couch?" He asked, pointing exactly where his head had been earlier, then shoving another cookie in his mouth.

"That was you, Seaweed Brain." She retorted, smiling when he went bright red.

"Nevermind!" He said quickly. "So, what bring you 'round here?"

"What?" She asked, "I can't visit my boyfriend?"

"No, it's not that." He replied quickly, "I love your company! Just, well, is there any particular reason you had to come without like, IMing me first or something?"

She shrugged. "I felt too lazy."

Percy gasped. "Since when are you too lazy?" He asked in an over dramatically high pitched voice, "that's my job! Don't steal my job!"

"Percy, other people can be lazy too."

"Nuh-uh!" He pouted, making a slightly failed attempt at baby-seal eyes.

She rolled her eyes. This kid was a veteran of two wars, and he still managed to act like a five-year old sometimes.

He got up and Annabeth noticed his usually loose camp t-shirt wasn't as loose as it was before. She smirked evilly, knowing she could use this against him.

"Hey Percy?" She asked innocently.

He turned and looked at her. "Yeah?"

"Have you, oh I don't know, gained weight recently?" She said, still smirking.

Yeah, this story is a bit OOC. Sorry. Please review! It lights up my day even if it's a flame! Though no flames would be appreciated...