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Percy was more worried about telling his mom then facing the god's wrath if they didn't honor the contract. It had to happen after the whole learning to fire a gun thing, didn't it? Sure, his mother liked Annabeth, loved her even. In fact, there had been times where Annabeth called and he picked up only for her to ask if Sally was there. That's a major blow to the gut after the whole Styx thing, not that she knew but still.

Annabeth seemed to not notice Percy's anxious behavior, or maybe she was just ignoring it in front of the Olympians. She seemed to look like a politician with a poker face as she handed the contract to an average sized Zeus, nodding occasionally as he mumbled over the details. Percy found himself thinking back to the memory of Styx. He didn't know why, but he never told her. To her credit she never asked about Styx, in fact she never talked about the war for that matter. Sometimes he had to look at old destroyed clothes and battered shields to remember that it had really happened with Annabeth there.

Zeus put his hand out for Annabeth to shake, which she did somewhat awkwardly before quickly excusing herself and walking towards the exit. She put a hand his shoulder to snap him out of his daydreams before motioning for him to follow her out.

"How come you talked over the details with Zeus?" He sounded playful, though he honestly wanted to know. What, he can save Olympus but he couldn't negotiate about his future marriage-Gods, future marriage would forever sound insane to him.

The daughter of Athena rolled her eyes, a small smile on her face as she sent him a look he would expect from a teacher. "Because some people can't say anything to the gods without getting threatened with death or worse. Normally worse."

Seaweed Brain couldn't argue that point, so instead he said a simple "It's a skill. So, what were the details?"

Annabeth shrugged, attempting to be nonchalant about it, make it seem as though it didn't matter. "Just that we have until next week to tell our mortal family and friends."

His eye bulged. "T-Tell them? As in say we're getting married?"

"That's typically how it works."

Percy looked at his feet as he started to walk. "Yeah, that's the hard part."

She bit her lip. "Not exactly. I could call my dad and Sally is right in the-."

"Since when did you call her Sally?" He questioned as she pressed the button to the ground floor on the elevator. His face gave away how shocked he was, though it looked slightly horrified as well.

"She told me too after the... y'know." She shrugged, pulling out her phone and dialing buttons. She seemed to ignore the fact that Percy was there and he couldn't help but feel a little isolated and shoved off. Is this what it was like to marry your best friend, well female best friend?

"You're dad probably won'-." he started; about to advise her that no parent wants to be told over a phone call their kid was engaged. At least he wouldn't want to be.

"Hello, Sally?"

Percy looked annoyed as he reached for the phone. "Annabeth, give me the phone! You can tell her over the-!"

She held the phone against her chest so his voice wouldn't be sent over through the connection. "I'm not," she assured while giving him a once over. 'I'm asking when we can go over to tell her. Gods." She turned back to the phone.

"Was that Percy?"

"Yes, he was just trying to say 'hi'. Actually, we were wondering if we could stop by. We're in town and we figured it's been a while since we caught up."

"Of course!" Percy could practically hear the smile in his mother's voice, feeling himself smile. "And Percy?"

"Yeah, mom?" He called, leaning in closer to his now fiancé. She hadn't put it on speaker, though why he didn't know; instead she tilted it so it faced the ceiling so the sound didn't face away from him. He appreciated it, but he hadn't been this close to her since the kiss at the volcano.

"Don't try to take thing from people, even if it's to talk to someone." The blonde bit back a giggle as Percy's face turned the color of Aphrodite cabin.

"Sure thing, mom."

"Bye kids and you be careful!"

When Annabeth snapped her almost prehistoric by modern standards flip phone shut, Percy was close enough to feel the wind from the swift action. He paused for a minute, waiting for her to give him a look that told him he was too close. Instead she opened her phone and started to type a message before clicked through her contacts and sending it.

"Um, Annabeth? What did you just send them?"

Annabeth sighed. "The other cabin leaders now know. By the time we get back camp well know." She guaranteed before putting the phone in her pocket once again.

Percy gave a small smile though it was filled with nerves. "You never waste time, do you?"

"Nope, now let's go tell your mom."

And Percy saw his life flash before his eyes as the elevator opened. This was a real battlefield.