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Summary: Of all the hijinks and pranks pulled by Leo, the flirty and awkward glances between Piper and Jason, and Coach Hedge's violent fits, none are more scandalous than the midnight encounters and fooling around between Percy and Annabeth. Join the crew aboard the Argo II as they stumble upon the spontaneous romances of Percabeth!

Setting: Argo II, various unwritten scenes in the Mark of Athena

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Antics Aboard the Argo II

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Hazel POV

At first, Hazel had no idea what to think of the new demigods she would be living with. She had only known Percy for a few weeks, but he had already proved himself a worthy friend...despite his endless amounts of pranks and sarcastic jokes. Although, this Leo character was already high up there in the rankings for Master Prankster. After finally meeting theJason Grace, she decided to trust them even though she didn't particularly like the idea of spending weeks locked up on their Greek-turf boat.

With Percy's endless speeches about how much he missed his super, hot, beautiful girlfriend, it was rather like meeting a celebrity when she finally met the Annabeth Chase. Apparently all those ravings about how pretty she was weren't really exaggerations. She had the supermodel, blonde hair and the sun-kissed tan and the severe gray stare that reminded her terrifyingly of Reyna. She had that confident aura that was more than slightly intimidating, but the girl was nice enough. Even Jason's Greek girlfriend Piper was beautiful, but not in that severe prettiness that Annabeth was. She had a more understated and neutral beauty while at the same time being gorgeous in a way only Aphrodite children could be. All in all, Hazel felt like the butt-face of the girls aboard the Argo II.

They were all nice enough. Annabeth assigned her to a room below deck that was across from hers and Piper's in the girls' corridor which was parallel from the boys'. They let her roam around on the ship where she pleased during her free time, the only exception being the unfollowed curfews given by Coach Hedge. It was all very contrary to the rules and discipline given by Romans. The freedom unnerved her while at the same time she loved it.

Whenever anyone spoke, Hazel listened with rapt attention. She knew that everyone noticed her staring and she hoped they all just assumed she was surveying the ways of the Greeks, when, in fact, she was actually studying Percy and Annabeth's romantic relationship.

At first, Hazel had also watched Jason and Piper, but their relationship was quite repetitive. They would act sweet and lovey-dovey until Jason would lose interest and drift away while Piper pouted and moped. What she loved about Percy and Annabeth was that their romance was fresh and interesting and full of surprises that left an ache in her heart caused by jealousy.

She liked Frank a lot, but sometimes their age difference and Frank's personality got in the way. She wasn't even going to bring up the Leo situation at the moment. She figured she could fix her messed up relationship by watching the best one of all time, and, she had a front row seat.

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Jason POV

Jason couldn't even begin to understand the lack of professionalism this guy had, and, to be honest, it was veryunnerving. So this was the great Percy Jackson? Hero of Olympus. Savior of the gods. The Great son of Poseidon. Yeah, sure, that was very impressive, but still! This guy was supposed to be Camp Half-Blood's leader, but ever since he had joined them aboard the Argo II, Percy just seemed like a teenage, boyishly charming, prankster.

No, of course he didn't feel any resentment towards the guy. Jason felt thankful, and maybe even in debt towards Percy for taking care of his sweet, sweet Camp Jupiter. After pondering over his thoughts, Jason settled his feelings by just blaming it on the Greeks' lack of the disciplinary training the Romans were instilled with.

Now, you're probably wondering what that long rant within Jason's mind was about. Here it is. Even though Percy had never seen the Argo II before and didn't know any of the passengers when he boarded besides Annabeth, he quickly fell into place and began to act right at home – in a sense, he pretty much was. This Percy character was so…cool.Within a few minutes after a tour of the boat, the guy acted like he pretty much owned the whole place. He also got along well enough with everyone.

It was well into the voyage by now and everyone (even the new Romans) felt quite at home. It was their routine to have a war meeting in the dining hall every morning. That morning was no different.

They were to meet there every day at seven sharp. Jason, Hazel, and Frank were, of course, always the first people to arrive at the meetings. (Punctuality was important to the Romans.) Then, Annabeth arrived shortly after. (Hey, Athenians have a reputation to hold up to.) Piper and Leo usually got to the meeting room (kind of on time). Percy was always the last. It was the same every day.

It had unnerved Jason the first day. Percy was the leaderof the Greeks and he was always at least three (that was 180 freaking seconds!) minutes late every morning. Jason had begun to accept it, but it was still wrong for the leader to not be punctual.

Then came the actual meeting itself.

Percy barely even muttered a 'hello' or 'good morning' to anyone as he entered the room except for his girlfriend. His eyes would meet Annabeth's from across the table and he would quickly walk over to her, their gaze never breaking from each other's stare. His hand would grasp hers under the table as soon as he sat down. He would mumble something quietly to her and Annabeth would giggle. They seemed to always be in their own little bubble. Everyone would sit in an awkward silence, avoiding looking at the couple until Annabeth noticed people were waiting for her to begin the meeting as she blushed deeply or Coach Hedge were grunt and mutter something along the lines of "Alright, alright, enough with the fluff. Get on with your war talk."

Percy would chuckle and stop, but his eyes would never leave Annabeth's face as she talked about their quest strategy and goals. Percy was so unprofessional, but, yet, Jason couldn't hold it against him.

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To say that Piper was excited to meet Percy Jackson was an understatement. She had known Annabeth for quite a while that she'd come to think of the fierce blonde as her friend. Piper had known Annabeth as the tough, confident, battle-hardened girl who never showed weakness or emotion. But to see Annabeth while she was with Percy…That was a whole different story.

After watching them reunite with each other, she knew their love was something special. Just the way they looked at each other and held each other. It made Piper see the world in a different way. Whether it was her inner-Aphrodite girl talking or her lack of satisfaction in her own relationship, she didn't know, but Piper was determined to observe them, and observe them she did.

She left them alone for the first few of hours of the new passengers' arrival. She Piper knew Percy and Annabeth needed some well-deserved time alone. The first few days of their reunited time together was sweet and it made Piper feel content. It was the first time in months that she'd seen Annabeth look happy. There was no longer that crease on her forehead from that never-ending frown or the tightness of her lips as she glared. Annabeth looked happy and beautiful and glowing.Her thunder cloud eyes looked like shining silver, her blonde hair was like a princess's-all simply because of Percy. Piper couldn't thank Percy enough.

After a while, their seemingly perfect relationship was bringing on other feelings. No, not jealousy, but sadness. Why wasn't her relationship with Jason like that? What was different about their love? Wasn't she the daughter of Aphrodite? Despite the slightly embarrassing quirks of having Aphrodite for a mother, she thought that the good thing was that her relationships were supposed to be romantic and flawless.

As she observed the couple one day, it almost hurt to look at them.

It was on the verge of sunset as they sailed across the ocean. Nothing bad had happened that day and they were cruising peacefully along the ocean. Piper was sunbathing on the deck as Percy and Annabeth strolled across the deck, hand in hand. The way Percy looked at her was enough to make her heart melt.

The look they gave each other as their eyes met was pure, raw lovein its truest form. It was the kind of love made the blood in her veins from her mother run with a fiery passion and make her stomach feel funny.

Piper watched as Annabeth pulled Percy over to the railing of the boat as they watched the sun tint the afternoon sky with gold and hues of orange and pink. Percy came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. He held her in his arms with protectiveness and she melted into him. Annabeth sighed contentedly, resting her head onto his chest as they watched the waves shimmer and dance from the sunlight.

Percy had a gentle smile on his face as he whispered sweet nothings to Annabeth, his lips gently brushing against her hair as his sweet breath tickled her ear.

Piper wiped a tear from her eye that she hadn't realized was falling.

Yes, this was love in its truest form.

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