Why can I not write Clarisse fics? But thanks for AtheisticPokemon for the stories, I appreciate it so much.

This chapter is more of the stories and less comments, since the stories are so well written.

Enjoy.

I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Clarisse was glaring at the screen, she was so mad that you could almost see the steam coming from out of her. Everyone was cowering from her, scared that she would take out her anger on one of them, and Percy was sure he would be the first.

"If I ever find the punk who wrote this story, I will pulverise them." She threatened.

"They're just aspiring writers, it's not their fault." Annabeth tried to sooth.

"Yeah right. Have you seen what they write about you?" Clarisse countered. Annabeth just glared and kept quiet.

"Hey, here's a scene between you and Chris." Nico smirked.

Proposal by AtheisticPokemon Clarisse read.

Chris absentmindedly twirled the little velvet box on his finger. Today's the day, he thought calmly.

Chris and most of the other demigod heroes from the second Titan War had been made permanent counselors. They helped out, but didn't necessarily control. They still had the ever changing cabin leaders.

As of now, Chris was sitting in a tree, watching his girlfriend – Only for a little longer, he tells himself – teach a class of new campers on the art of using spears. After all, she was the most experienced with the weapon, except for maybe that Lieutenant of Artemis.

As he was sitting in a tree, not being a stalker at all, he started thinking about how much Clarisse had changed over the years. She had been working on her temper, so she wasn't blowing up at small children anymore. She still got in fights with people her own size, though.

Finally, Chris saw just who he'd been waiting for.

"Hey, Nico! C'mere," he said, returning the little box to the pocket of his jeans and jumping down to meet the child of Hades.

"What's up?" Nico asked.

"I need a favor; can you set up an IM with Silena Beauregard in Elysium?" Chris replied.

Nico eyed him suspiciously. "Why?"

Chris smirked. "I just know she wouldn't want to miss what I'm about to do."

"Well, I could," Nico said, now smirking as well. "But what's in it for me?"

Chris smiled and reached into his other pocket, pulling out a small package. "A little birdie told me you used to like Mythomagic, but you lost all your cards. Would you be interested in restarting your collection?"

Nico eyed the package hungrily. "One pack holds ten cards. You think you can buy me with ten cards?"

"I've got four more back in my cabin after you do the job."

Nico paused, weighing his options. "Fine," he finally answered, snatching the pack of cards from Chris's hands. "Give me five minutes."

Chris nodded. "Thanks, man. Have it somewhere that she can see us, but we can't see her."

Nico nodded as well and walked off to do his job.

Chris checked his watch, giving Nico two more minutes than he asked for, just in case. He definitely did not want Silena to miss this. Then he walked into the arena.

"Hey, Clarisse," He said.

"Whaddya want, Rodriguez?" She answered hotly. You'd think that by now, she'd at least call her boyfriend by his first name.

"Take a walk?" He asked, already knowing what her answer would be.

"I'm teaching," She replied. She turned around to continue only to find all of her students had run off to do something completely unproductive.

Clarisse sighed tiredly. "I hope they get attacked by a monster and have no idea what to do," She muttered.

"No you don't. You love teaching little kids," Chris told her.

Clarisse rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say." She then walked over to a bench and grabbed a bottle of water. "What do you want?" She asked again.

"Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately."

"What about?"

"Our relationship and stuff like-"

"Oh, gods! I swear, if you get all sentimental on me, I'll-"

"Nah, just listen, will ya?"

Clarisse looked at him and sighed. "Fine. Go on."

"Well, I don't think I want you to be my girlfriend anymore."

". . . Oh yeah?" Clarisse said back.

Not the reaction I was hoping for, Chris thought. Then he looked in her eyes. They gave away so much more than she was willing to. Chris smirked. That was the reaction he was hoping for.

"Yeah, I think I need a little change, ya know?"

Clarisse nodded slowly, refusing to give Chris what he wanted. "I guess."

"You wanna get married?" Simple as that.

Clarisse just looked at him for a moment. "Sure," She finally answered.

"Cool," He said, tossing the box with the ring at his new fiancé, who caught it without moving her gaze.

Chris got up to walk away when, from somewhere hidden, a voice shrieked, "WHAT? That's it?"

Clarisse stared with a raised eyebrow at the ghostly face of Silena, who was near tears, while Chris was too busy laughing, causing his own tears.

Almost the whole clearing was silent.

"Wow."
"That was good."

"No fair."

Were the comments after just reading.

"I don't get it." Percy said.

"Get what?"
"That Clarisse gets a nice story and ours is all crap." He exclaimed.

"We've probably just been reading the wrong ones." Annabeth offered.

"Or maybe people are just too scared to write bad ones, I'd be pretty terrified as well if Clarisse came charging at me for giving her a bad name." Percy said.

"What did you think, Clarisse?" She asked. Everyone then noticed the tiny blush escaping her face.

"Are you blushing?" Nico teased, he wasn't expecting the punch he got for that though.

"That was pretty good. She got our relationship right at least, we are not lovesick kids, and anyone who disagrees will get pulverised." She threatened.

"Let's read this one." Annabeth said.

Hug by AtheisticPokemon

"C'mon, Chris; spar with me."

"Nah."

". . . Nah?"

"Nah."

"What do you mean 'nah?'?"

"You look like you need a hug."

"What?"

"I just think you should have a hug."

"Don't you dare."

"I'm a daring person."

"Chris!"

"C'mere!"

"No!"

"Aw, don't run away!"

"Back off, Rodriguez!"

"But I loooooooooove you!"

"Argh, get off me!"

"I can't. You're the best girlfriend ever!"

"I swear, I'm gonna kick you in-"

"You know you love me!"

"I hate you so much right now."

"I'd only believe that on opposite day."

"Will you get off me now?"

"Clarisse, you are making a scene."

"I'm making a scene?"

"Indeed."

"You're the one latched on to me like some sort of leech."

"Only because I love you!"

"Let go of me."

"Say that you love me."

". . . What?"

"Tell me that you love me."

"And then you'll let me go?"

"Hermes' honor."

"That isn't very reliable."

"Just say it."

"But there's so many people watching right now."

"That's your problem. I can hug you for eternity."

"You're dead as soon as you let go."

"You can kill me right after you say 'I love you.'"

*Mumble*

"I'm sorry, what was that?"

*Mumble Grumble*

"Could you say that one more time?"

"I love you!"

"Thank you very much."

". . ."

"Oh yeah! There you go, all better."

"You gonna run now?"

"Oh, definitely."

"Good."

"Love you too, Clarisse!"

"Come back here, Rodriguez!"

"Aww, I loved that one." Rachel gushed.

"It was pretty cute." Annabeth agreed.

"You really are a lovesick girl aren't you?" Nico teased again.

"Why you little punk!" Clarisse yelled and soon enough she was chasing him while he tried to find cover.

"They never learn. Why don't we just look up good stories tomorrow?" Percy offered.

"Agreed. I say we find the best." Annabeth said.

"How about we all find a good story and we'll see who's is best?" Rachel finished.

They all shook on it and spread out looking for the best stories.

"I'm going to get you, you no good son of Hades."
"You can't catch me." Nico yelled

Yep, I'll be making the chapter final next chapter. *Sigh* I know, all good things must come to an end, but I'll make it into two parts, with only the best, so if you know of any short ones, feel free to tell me.

Toodles.