A little one-shot I made up based on something that really happened... And I smile whenever I think of it. The basics are real, but everything else has changed for the story. And by everything else, I mean A LOT. This was an enhanced version of something that happened with one of my guy friends and I. Also, this is very short, so I am sorry if you don't like how long it takes until we get to the point...

DISCLAIMER: I don't own PJO, blah blah... Rick Riordan owns it.

"Like What You Saw?"

"Percy?" Annabeth called out. Slowly, she turned the knob of his cabin and let herself in. She had planned on spending some of her free time with him, seeing as she barely had time these days with all of their training.

Annabeth glanced around the messy, cluttered cabin. Seeing that the unorganized Seaweed Brain had (once again) not bothered to clean his cabin, she set upon the task Percy so rarely did. Annabeth started picking up a couple of dirty shirts and tossed them into some drawers at random.

Annabeth glanced out to the lake. (A.N: I am going by the cabin in the movie.) She took a little bit of time staring out of it while hanging off the dock.

Afterwards, she set upon the tedious task of throwing away the many crumpled papers scattered about, as well as the pictures that seemed to have fallen off his dresser. As she glanced a couple, she chuckled at their content.

One was a letter from Travis.

Hey Percy! I just happened to have taken a picture of you at random... You might want to glance at it before you decide not to give me back my candy stash you found under my bed. ;) ~Travis

Inside was a picture of Percy picking his nose.

Ew! thought Annabeth. I hold that hand! Mental reminder: make Percy wash his hands before I hold them!

Another was a list.

Annabeth's Birthday Present

book?

dictionary?

jewelery?

And on it went. Percy had scribbled out many of them, including jewelery, makeup, and flowers. Nice thinking. Annabeth silently smirked.

But the one that Annabeth thought was the best was a little picture of them she had found. Annabeth had been smiling and laughing, her hair billowing in the wind. Percy had been holding hands with her and smiling while they took a walk on the beach.

Annabeth found it sweet that she had found it under his pillow as she was making his bed, and even sweeter because he had put it there.

She was gazing at it, smiling, when someone grabbed the picture. Annabeth turned to find Percy standing there, a cute, pouting face playing on his face. It strangely reminded Annabeth of an adorable little bulldog.

"Like what you saw?" Percy smirked. Annabeth laughed.

"You wish." Annabeth didn't know why, but the way Percy said it just made her want to laugh , even with the awkward fact that she had been caught in his room, looking at his stuff.

Percy laughed, picked her up, and spun her around.

"Come on, Wise Girl, I'm hungry." he said as the conch horn blew for dinner. And together, they raced side by side to the dinner pavilion.

Just a bit of pointless Percabeth fluff... For those of you that aren't really into really, really fluffy Percabeth stories...R&R!