Got These Chains on Me

"Percy are you okay, man?" Nico asked.

"Yeah… what… what happened?"

"Oh nothing. You just got punched in the nose by Luke, passed out, Annabeth killed Luke, you got surgery, Annabeth is currently freaking out that she killed someone, and you woke up screaming Annabeth."

Percy felt the bandage on his nose. It was all wrapped up.

"I have to go see her."

"You sound like squidward. And besides, we can't let you do that. She's having a Court Hearing."

"But she was just defending me! Gods, this is terrible."

"Well you see, she wouldn't have been in any trouble if she didn't think "pleading guilty" meant "I'm pleading you I'm not guilty"

Percy laid back. "So she's going to jail for killing a guy on accident?"

"Annabeth thought manslaughter sounded worse than first degree murder. So she said that she did First degree murder."

"Why didn't she have a lawyer?"

"Annabeth thought lawyers were sleazy, no good cheaters like her stepmom apparently told her when she was little."

"Oh my Gods."

"Yeah, she's pretty hot now that she's dumb. Annabeth used to be like a sexy librarian, now she's like a hot airhead."

"Stop talking about her like that. She's not an object…"

"She's just as dumb as one." Nico supplied.

"Unfortunately yes, at the moment. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to bail my girlfriend out of jail."

"I doubt there's pay for murdering someone, Perce." Thalia said walking in.

"We can use the mist to make the police it ever happened. She'll have a clean slate."

"Alright, but first you need to heroically break her out." Thalia said.

"I'm just going to go down to the jail and try and get her. If that doesn't work, then we're going to use Tyson as a battery ram."

"That'll never work." Grover said.

Percy chuckled. "One, Annabeth is beyond those bars, two, we'll slather peanut butter on the bars. Come on, it'll work."

Meanwhile, Annabeth was staring at a tin cup in a jail cell. Her inmate was a woman named Charlene. Oh but you wouldn't know that by the looks of her. She looked more like a Bruno or Otis in Annabeth's opinion. Charlene murdered 4 gang members in a tattoo parlor after they begged her to come back into their gang as their ring leader.

"So how'd you catch your meat?" She grumbled to Annabeth.

"Accidentally threw a knife at his only weak spot…"

"Uhuh…"

"So how'd you kill your uh… victims is the word right?"

Charlene nodded. "Yep, killed them with the tattoo gun… down their…"

"Okay I don't really need to hear any more of that."

"throats." Charlene completed.

Annabeth stood there for a moment. "That's what they call pants now?"

"What? I've been in this jail so long I can't keep up with the lingos."

"Oh well I'm… not bright anymore so me neither. Pretty sure I never did anyway. But Throats are what they called pants now?"

"Girl you've got me so confused."

"I'm always confused now, Charlene. You see it all started when my mom er… took away what I needed to excel in school."

"Cash?"

"Sure. Anyway, ever since then I've thought left was right and right was left. I still haven't gotten in figured out, and my dyslexia is like 10 times worse, and my ADHD, which-sometimes-causes-me-to-talk-extremely-fast-at-once-and-then-people-usually-can't-understand-a-word-I'm-saying-and-make-me-tell-it-again-What-does-ADHD-stand-for HEY IS THAT A BUTTERFLY? No that's an old tissue. Colorful too."

Charlene shrugged. "Had a sinus infection last month."

"Ew."

"To be honest I didn't get anything you said besides the butterfly thing."

"Oh. Well… ADHD, which-sometimes-causes-me-to-talk-extremely-fast-at-once-and~"

"Slow down. How do you hold your breath so long?"

"Underwater kisses with my boyfriend."

"AWE SO CUTE!" Charlene said in a low voice. "Spill the deets, girl."

"I don't kiss and tell. I don't make out and tell either."

"But you're already telling."

"Am I?"

Suddenly, Annabeth heard something. It was her name being called. In came Percy with Thalia, Nico, Grover, and Tyson.

"What you didn't bring a boom box and cake? Because you brought whole party!" she said.

"We wanted to see our little jailbird." Said Grover.

"Shut-it. This isn't exactly my proudest moment… er Percy, your fly is down on your throat."

"My.. my throat?" Percy said.

"Yeah, it's what we jaildogs call pants."

"No it isn't, you're just stu~" Percy elbowed Nico in the gut before he could continue that word.

"My bad." Percy said as he zipped up his fly, slightly embarrassed, but this was a bad jail. The chances of him seeing any of these people in public ever again was slim to none.

"Are you okay?" she asked next looking at his nose wrapped up.

"Kind of sound like Squidward temporarily, but I hope that isn't a problem."

She smiled lightly. "Not if me being a fellow is a problem."

Percy cleared his throat. "Felon, babe."

She nodded uneasily and turned to Charlene. "This is Percy, my boyfriend. His nose usually isn't all wrapped up, but he got punched really hard on my account." She turned to Percy. "And I'm sorry."

"SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT!" Boomed a voice from the sky.

"Yes it does." Percy said, ignoring his father's wrath. He smiled at her through the bars.

"You look good in orange, Chase. But I'm afraid to say we're getting you out of here." Nico said looking her up and down, earning himself a kick in the shin from the ever so subtle, Thalia Grace.

"We'll be in the lobby." She said as she pushed the other's out.

Percy looked to Annabeth. "Are you alright? I know jail life is so not your thing."

She chuckled. "I made a friend with a woman who took down 4 men in a tattoo parlor with only a tattoo gun."

Percy swallowed and tried not to imagine what Charlene could do with that metal spoon with a razor edge.

"Wait here, okay? I'll be back in 5 minutes and when this door flies open and I say run, you run. The mist will take care of the rest."

"But…"

"Trust me. I know you know how to trust me."

She nodded and before he ran off she stopped him. "Percy!"

"What?" he asked quickly.

"Thanks." She said as she leaned through the bars and carefully kissed his lips so that she didn't touch his nose.

He smiled a winning smile at her.

"You'd do it for me."

"You bet."

Percy raced around the bend and whipped out riptide.

"I'VE GOT A SHARP OBJECT THIS IS A HOLD UP!" Annabeth witnessed him, Nico, and Thalia go all medieval on this security guard and got his night stick. Nico tried to playfully smack Thalia's butt with it, but was shot down with a beat in the back of the head by nothing but her knuckles.

Tyson charged at the door and instead of letting Annabeth run, he scooped her up over his shoulder and began running. Charlene made a break for it of course and ran another way.

Percy was struggling to get the mist going and in doing so he got beat in the nose again by a security guard.

You !$%^&# $#!%^$ you could've #$%&#% bashed my $#&%^! Nose through my &$#^!% head." The tangent went on until Grover got the mist working and everyone in the perimeter of the building had no idea what happened.

Percy cradled his freshly broken nose. He now had black eyes again and was beginning to see the light again. Luckily Blackjack and his buddies came in the knick of time. Each person got their Pegasus except Percy who would fall off. Percy and Grover shared one.

"Hold on there Percy, three cheers for surgery!" Nico said.

"Shut-up Nico." Thalia said.

"Awe come on, I'm just trying to lighten up the mood."

"You're going to see the light if you don't shut up." Annabeth chided.

"You don't even know what that term means, Blondie." He said and her nostrils flared and eyes widened. Annabeth had an idea she was now stupid. She was trying to embrace it and do what she could with it. Look where it got them though. Percy had another broken nose, Luke was dead, she went to jail, everyone had to beat up officers to get her free, and here they were bickering on the ride home.

"I bet you hated that prison outfit." Thalia said.

"Guys I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I'm a stupid, idiotic, imbecile who's trying too hard to figure things out. I want to know stuff, and I know I was always the one who just knew lots of things. Thank you for sticking by me and stuff."

Grover nodded. "Couldn't leave you to rot with a woman on FBI's most wanted. Speaking of which, what happened to her?"

"I think she escaped." Thalia said.

"Great now there's another deadly criminal on the streets of New York thanks to me. I'm really batting a thousand aren't I?" Annabeth cursed under her breath. Why was Charlene so nice to her though? She seemed to listen and not WANT to kill her. Oh well, criminals were psychotic.

"Unless she was an Otis…" she said to herself in amazement.

"A What?" Tyson asked.

"Nevermind." Just as she said that, a big crashing came to the sky and before they knew it, they were on Olympus.

"Percy Jackson, you will executed." Boomed Zeus.

"Can't you at least wait until after he unbreaks his nose?" Thalia asked.