Not His Type

This is basically when Percy is an idiot, Annabeth tries to help, and Nico is really annoyed. Enjoy!

Ships: Percabeth, Solangelo

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"What does he mean I'm not his type?!"

"Percy! Calm down!", Annabeth said to him.

Ever since the war against Gaea, Percy had been ranting about how Nico said he was 'not his type'. Annabeth tried to get him to freaking calm down about it, but Percy was seriously stubborn.

"But I'm everyone's type!", Percy yelled.

"Ugh, you're dating me right?", Annabeth asked, in attempt at changing the subject.

"Yeah, but-", Percy tried.

"So you shouldn't care about what Nico thinks of you, hm?"

"Yeah, but still-"

"Nico's dating Solace, and you're dating me Seaweed Brain. Stop thinking about how Nico doesn't like you anymore!"

"But-"

Annabeth caught him off. "Come on, Percy, let's go."

"Fine, but we're not ending this conversation here!"

Annabeth rolled her eyes and muttered, "This conversation is never going to end."

"HEY!", Percy exclaimed. "I HEARD YOU!"

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Nico was happy, or at least as happy as he could be. He was dating Will, and really, Will was amazing. There was only one thing bothering him...

"Nico!", Percy whined for like the hundredth time. "What do you mean I'm not your type? Is Will your type then?"

"Oh my Gods, Percy! Please be quiet!"

"So Will is your type then?"

Thankfully, Will came and saved the day... Again.

"Hey Perce, what's up?", Will asked.

"Oh, nothing much, except for the fact that I'M NOT NICO'S FREAKING TYPE!", Percy said, making his signature puppy face.

"PERCY!", Nico exclaimed, honestly annoyed at this point.

"Wow, Percy and Nico, calm down!", Will tried.

"That's was Annabeth told me, but I refuse!", Percy whined again.

Nico sighed. "Would it help if I said you are my type?"

"Well you don't mean it!"

Now Nico really wished he went to the Roman camp with Hazel.

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Annabeth was sitting on the beach with Percy the next day. Actually, Annabeth was the only one sitting. Percy was lying down on his back, making little shapes with water. She knew that Percy was thinking of something serious... Or as serious as it got in Percy's little seaweed filled brain.

"So...", Percy started.

Annabeth knew where this conversation would end up, but she still replied with a, "Yes, Seaweed Brain?"

"I talked to Nico the other day..."

"And...?", Annabeth prompted.

"Well, he didn't say anything back to me, but I know Will is his type and I'm not!"

"Okay, Percy, what is your motive for this type thing? Like, seriously, what do you plan on getting out if this?"

"Well, I don't know, I just wanna be loved by everyone!"

"You are, stupid. Just not in like a love love kind of way."

"Yeah, but..."

"Seaweed Brain, you are a stubborn brat, I tell you.", Annabeth scolded, but in a playful, loving manner.

"But I'm your stubborn brat, Wise Girl."

"Yes Percy, you are."

So this topic was over, at least for now. Annabeth knew she had to enjoy it while it lasted.

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A/N: So, this is my very first story! It's more of a little drabble I wrote just for fun. If you want more little scenes of Percy being annoying about how he's not Nico's type, just say so in a review. If not, then this is it!