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~ If you can read this, then that must mean that you can see through the mist. So you are either related to a god or you are a very clever mortal. My name is Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty. Over the past few years, I have come across many different, and very cute demigods. I can sense the passion between them all and read their fantasies. For some reason, so many children of the gods have taken a liking to a certain boy. One that I have tasked myself to help out personally.

With my Golden Typewriter I can alter the stories for whomever I choose. I can spice up what anyone says or does in the name of love. When I follow someone specifically, the people that have ever had even a little bit of a crush on this person will do anything to make their fantasies a reality. Of course I wouldn't ever create feelings that weren't already there, I would just speed up the process to get better results. Since these children aren't immortal, how could I just sit and watch as they cower behind their feelings?

The page will type itself in a moment as I get my plans straight. It will follow this boy, and when I see my opportunities, I will type out lines to make his life ... Well, interesting.

Italicized text with a ~ at the beginning on the sentence are where I input my own opinion as their day goes to spice up the children's love lives. Especially for the one who I have grown very interested in while watching his travels. Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon.

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The Golden Typewriter: Chapter I
By: FanFictionX

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It seemed as though everyone's eyes had been on me all day. The guys scrunch their noses and the girls smile and wave as I walk my usual route. I don't notice anything different about myself from any other day when I look at my reflection in the water, except when a naiad surfaces replacing her head where the reflection of my face should be. If I didn't have my feet in the water at the moment I would have fallen backwards immediately.

~ "Hiya handsome." She giggles as she flips and swims back into the water.

I stood and stared at where the girl disappeared. I've been going to camp since I was twelve, so three years, and I have never heard any naiad with a voice like that. It sounded seductive. Strangely, it made me think of 'love' itself if that could ever make sense. It almost made me feel like jumping into the water and swim after her yelling and asking for her phone number. That is, if naiads had waterproof cell phones (which I don't think is likely).

I turn around and look towards camp. Everyone was rushing towards their cabins. Lunch? I didn't hear a call. I hope I wasn't daydreaming too long. At least I'm the only one at the Poseidon cabin, I can just head for the tables–that would be the only good thing about not having siblings at my cabin. I can go straight to the dinner table, sometimes I can go second to the showers if I can keep my candy wrappers picked up, and also there is no excessive snoring around at night. Well, except if my brother Tyson comes to visit. I walk up the hill and over to eat.

The girls over at the Aphrodite cabin table seem to be happy, throwing smiles over to me from their table, like they know something I don't. I don't like it because at Camp Half-blood, I'm not exactly hip with all of the information. Especially this 'Great Prophecy' that apparently applies to me, but I'm not allowed to know it. The activities director – who also happened to be my old teacher Mr. Brunner back in Yancy Academy – Chiron pretty much tells me whenever the subject is up that it's a life threatening and dangerous secret that will affect my future. Makes sense though how everybody knows it but me, eh?

Okay but this is just plain creepy. As I pick up my drum stick from my plate I can't count on my fingers the girls who watch me. They all smile when I look at each of them. This is too weird. I keep my mind on myself. 'No one is watching you eat, Percy. Chew with your mouth closed. Pretend that you are all alone.' No matter what I told myself, nothing helped. You see, I have ADHD. Usually I would just think of it as normal because I am part god, and everyone here has it. But it doesn't just make us battle ready, it also paranoids the heck out of you when girls are watching you eat your chicken.

~ Maybe Annabeth has an answer, Percy thinks.

I immediately look over at her as though someone turned my head. I see her over at the Athena's cabin table resting her head on the palm of her hand, her head turned my direction. If I'm not wrong, I swear I can see her eyes staring at me threw the curly blonde hair blocking her face.

I stand up to leave, taking my plate with me and just hoping that no one saw me. I mean, no one other than all of the girls. I swear I have more eyes on me than Argus, the tough looking guy with them all around his body.

I walk towards the Poseidon cabin thinking about the sudden change in behaviour from everyone at camp. I know it's just a practical joke and all, one played on me for bringing all this danger to camp for the last three years. Or at least, that's my best explanation. That has to be it.

I open the doors to the cabin and sit down on the bed that I always prefer to use. Sometimes I try to go on a different bed every night, just for fun. The only problem is the cleaning Harpies really don't like having to make every single bed in a one-boy-cabin. After I found out that I was the only son of Poseidon going to camp (except for when Tyson came), I moved two bunk beds together to make a double bunk bed. It's pretty clever, except you got to watch out that you don't sink through the center. Especially when you are sleeping on the top bunk. I slide the empty, completely licked off plate under my bed so it was shielded by blankets. I don't want anyone thinking I'm a slob when doing cabin checks for shower privileges. Plus, I enjoy my water hot.

Annabeth opens the cabin door and slipped inside, batting her eyes in Percy's direction.

"Hello?" I say sarcastically,~ "Annabeth, everyone knows that you can't just walk into other camper's cabins. You could get thrown out of camp or tossed to the cleaning Harpies. You're just lucky everyone is eating."

~ "I'm sorry Percy, but I just had to see you." She winks at him, smiling seductively while walking over towards him.

"Well, as well as you're here. Annabeth, I have a question..." She opens her mouth, putting her hands over her lips. I can't tell the difference between giggling to me or laughing at me, but she is definitely doing one of them.

~ "Yes Percy, I will!" She runs over and jumps in his arms, throwing hers around his neck.

"Annabeth, what's gotten into you? I just wanted to ask what the joke was that all you camp girls have done to me. Everyone is being so nice to me. Smiling... Waving... Jumping into my arms..." She looks at me with her big grey eyes as I set her down. I'm no ladies man (well, not up until today) but I can tell that Annabeth...

~ "Percy, it's just me though." She begins sliding over towards him on the bed. "Your best, best friend."

On that second 'best', her waist collides with mine so our orange Camp Half-blood tee shirts look as one. We are now sitting closer than we ever had. Not that I mind, it's just something is fishy around here.

~ "All of the girls around my the Athena table were talking about you all dinner. They all were saying how hot you look, and how you smell like love. I just know that they can't wait to get into the situation I am with you right now."

All of the girls we're even gossiping about me at lunch? That doesn't seem right. I know that they can put up with me now that I saved the camp a couple of times, but I do tend to make a few embarrassing mistakes from time to time... And being a son of Poseidon and Annabeth being a daughter of Athena, I'm surprised a tidal wave doesn't destroy this cabin from my dad, or that Athena does destroy the place with whatever she does... Whatever that might be (I'm sorry, but I just can't see Athena as the destructive type. She's more of the building type I suppose).

I go over what she said in my head. 'You smell like love.' That's the second time today that something was compared to love. The naiad's voice and now... My smell? 'I just know that they can't wait to get into the situation I am with you right now.' How can they not wait, and for what? I don't even know them personally. And what situation? Annabeth bites her lip as her cheeks grow red. Maybe I should leave.

~ Percy starts caressing Annabeth's cheek with his hand. She leans into his hand and stares at his face as the space between them grows thin.

I don't know what's happening. It's almost like something is using me as a puppet. Could it be Annabeth?

Our lips meet for a second. I blush heavily with my eyes closed. this hasn't been the first time that we kissed, but this one feel different than the first one. The one that we shared before I exploded. Annabeth smiled up at me before putting both of her hands on my cheeks, pulling me in for another kiss. A slower one this time. Other than my confusion for this whole sudden change in character, I'm kind of enjoying myself.

Right as I was about to lift my lips off of hers for breathe and to ask her 'What the heck?', she licked her lips. Her legs were now both on my bed as she leaned into me. What's going to happen? I wish I knew. But what I do know is that no one is leaving this cabin for capture the flag tonight. If someone was to walk in here right now, we would both be killed, no matter how important I might be to the fate of the world.

~ Annabeth pushes Percy onto the bed as she leans over him on all fours, teasing him with her lips.

It surprised me when I found out that I was right for once. Finally, the first right thing all day. Her mouth falls down towards mine, but as I go to kiss her, she lifts up. I don't need a strange, random force to make me grab her cheeks with the palms of my hands and bring them down to relieve my lips again. That does sound corny, but there is no other way to describe my craving. This time we kiss, but instead of the kind of kiss we had t minus two minutes ago, there was a little more added. Her tongue slid through her teeth and mine to meet my tongue. Now Annabeth is lying on top of me and my arms wrapped around her back. I just hope after that move she doesn't feel the growing in my pants. My tongue raised to dance with hers as our lips kiss each others.

I hear footsteps on the doorstep before a knock. But the knock seemed pretty pointless when Chiron walked in and looked at me disappointedly.

~ Annabeth vanished before Chiron saw, leaving Percy startled in place, his arms wrapped around thin air and mouth wide open.

"Why are you lying down Percy, you're supposed to be out supporting your team in a game of capture the flag." I'm relieved to find out the true reason for his worry. I thought I was busted. But, where did Annabeth go anyways? I can't feel her on top of me, so she can't be using her magical hat.

~ "I don't feel too well, I think I'm just going to sit this game out, is that alright?" Percy sighs.

It's a good excuse, but again I don't know where the words came from. I loo from Chiron's face to my pants which are still trying to contain my erection. Think something gross. Grand parents, grimey garbage stuff, Clarise... Okay, it's gone now.

"Alright with me, I know your capacity for sleep. But, there is one thing. The Stoll brothers reported to me saying that they saw a certain blonde character heading inside your cabin. I can only predict that they were hinting at Annabeth. Would they have been correct?"

This time, no strange power took over my words, as if they were testing to see how I would defend Annabeth, because in this situation she is in fact guilty. "She didn't come in here, Chiron. The last place I saw her was eating those large burgers at dinner. She must feel pretty sick, too."

"Yes, I suppose so. I'll leave you now, you really do look pale. Good night." Chiron trots out of my cabin and closes the door behind him. Thank gods too because a second later, Annabeth appears above me. I can once again feel her presure on my body.

"Eating those large burgers? Thanks a lot, Percy." For a second there she sounded like normal old Annabeth. But then the expression on her face changed back to before.
~ "Now that we're alone again, lets get on with it."

~ For the first chapter, I stop here before the action. As this goes on, it will all be recorded on another page, don't worry all you little mortals and demigods reading this. I'm still new with this charmed typewriter, so as Percy Jackson's story continues, I will get better at controlling him and the ladies. And just so you know, there will be more than just this cute blonde. Review or message me by PMing (because according to my sources, Iris messaging isn't available over the internet) if you have a suggestion of who you wish to make me pair him up with. Happy reading and the best of luck to finding your true love.

-Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty.