Percy Jackson cannot be complete without Annabeth Chase. And a Percy Jackson week cannot be complete without a Percabeth post. So here are 14 of a million Percabeth moments I could scrap up in a short notice, and I’ve only included scenes with both of them together.
He’s the one. He must be.
Ah, those good old days *wipes tears of joy at ship leaving the harbour*
She’d emailed me the picture after spring break, and every once in a while I’d look at it just to remind myself she was real and Camp Half-Blood hadn’t just been my imagination. I wished Annabeth were here. She’d know what to make of my dream. I’d never admit it to her, but she was smarter than me, even if she was annoying sometimes.
I think about you ALL the time, BUT you’re annoying.
“Um, who should I ask?”
She punched me in the gut. “Me, Seaweed Brain.”
“Oh. Oh, right”
A trip through memory lane.
A minute later Annabeth hit a slippery patch of moss and her foot slipped. Fortunately, she found something else to put it against. Unfortunately, that something was my face.
I don’t know why I find this cute.
Then she did something that really surprised me. She blinked back tears and put out her arms.
I stepped forward and hugged her. Butterflies started turning my stomach into a mosh pit.
“Hey, it’s…it’s okay.” I patted her back.
I was aware of everything in the room. I felt like I could read the tiniest print on any book on the shelves. Annabeth’s hair smelled like lemon soap. She was shivering.
Ship sailing *hysterical laughter*
Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then she did something that surprised me even more. She kissed me.
“Be careful, Seaweed Brain.” She put on her hat an vanished.
I probably would’ve sat there for the rest of the day, staring at the lava and trying to remember what my name was, but the sea demons jarred me back to reality.
Those wretched telkines.
“Hold on, Seaweed Brain.” It was Annabeth’s voice, much clearer now. “You’re not getting away from me that easily.”
The cord strengthened.
Wow. Just wow.
“You’re cute when you’re worried,” she muttered. “Your eyebrows get all scrunched together.”
When she kissed me, I had the feeling my brain was melting right through my body.
I could’ve stayed that way forever, except a voice behind us growled, “Well, it’s about time!”
Suddenly the pavilion was filled with torchlight and campers. Clarisse led the way as the eavesdroppers charged and hoisted us both onto their shoulders.
“Oh, come on!” I complained. “Is there no privacy?
“The lovebirds need to cool off!” Clarisse said with glee.
“The canoe lake!” Connor Stoll shouted.
With a huge cheer, they carried us down the hill, but they kept us close enough to hold hands. Annabeth was laughing, and I couldn’t help laughing too, even though my face was completely red.
We held hands right up to the moment they dumped us into the water.
Afterward, I had the last laugh. I made an air bubble at the bottom of the lake. Our friends kept waiting for us to come up, but hey – when you’re the son of Poseidon, you don’t have to hurry.
And it was pretty much the best underwater kiss of all time.
I didn’t have the patience to write the whole thing.
Percy stood on the dock, holding Annabeth’s dagger.
“You dropped this,” he said, totally poker- faced.
Annabeth threw her arms around him, “I love you!”
I think I dropped something too. My JAW!
Percy: Hey, how’s it going?
Annabeth: Uh, no thanks.
Percy: Okay… have you eaten anything today?
Annabeth: I think Leo’s on duty. Ask him.
Percy: So, my hair is on fire.
Annabeth: Okay. In a while.
Perks of dating an Athena kid.
“Everyone thinks you’ve been kidnapped,” he said. “We’ve been scouring the ship. When Coach Hedge finds out – oh, gods, you’ve been here all night?”
“Frank!” Annabeth’s ears ere as red as strawberries. “We jut came down here to talk. We fell asleep. Accidentally. That’s it.”
“Kissed a couple of times,” Percy said.
Annabeth glared at him. “Not helping!”
“We’d better…” Frank pointed to the stable doors. “Uh, we’re supposed to meet for breakfast. Would you explain what you did – I mean didn’t do? I mean… I really don’t want that faun – I mean satyr – to kill me.”
When everyone finally gathered in the mess hall, it wasn’t quite as bad as Frank had feared. Jason and Piper were mostly relieved. Leo couldn’t stop grinning and muttering, “Classic. Classic.” Hazel seemed scandalized, maybe because she was from the 1940s. She kept fanning her face and wouldn’t meet Percy’s eyes.
And now for the most awaited moment. Ladies and gentlemen, please give it up for the best Percabeth moment EVER!
Percy tightened his grip on Annabeth’s wrist. His face was gaunt, scraped and bloody, his hair dusted with cobwebs, but when he locked eyes with her, she thought he had never looked more handsome.
“We’re staying together,” he promised. “You’re not getting away from me. Never again.”
And, thassit for today folks! See you tomorrow.
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