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Percy hates fighting with Annabeth. He loves her so much, but they do tend to butt heads once in a while. This is one of those times.
“What do you mean you don’t know how it happened? It’s not rocket science!” Annabeth yells, throwing her hands in the air as she tries to express her anger.
“No, what I meant was—” Percy is trying to make his point, but he keeps getting cut off.
“Do you know how it made me feel when you did that!?” Annabeth is close to her breaking point. Percy can tell by how tightly she is clenching her fists. “It was just disrespectful at that point!”
“You know how much I love you!” Percy is just trying to put out the flames right now. He knows better than to try to say something like ‘calm down’ or anything like that. He would end up knocked on his ass if he tried that with her.
“When you did that, it didn’t seem like it,” Annabeth says softly, and the fire within her is extinguished. “Listen, I just need some time to process this. Can you just take what’s yours and leave?”
Percy has an idea. He isn’t sure how she’ll respond to it, but he knows he is going to try it.
“I will.” He steps forward and lifts Annabeth over his shoulder effortlessly. He begins walking doors her door, fully intent on leaving her apartment.
“Percy!” Annabeth shrieks, pounding Percy’s back with her fists.
Percy is very happy that she is doing it lightly. Annabeth’s very strong, so this was a good sign that she wasn’t doing it with the intent to leave bruises.
“Annabeth, I’m just doing what you said,” he declares, shifting his shoulder so he can carry her easier. “Word for word.”
A moment passes and her laughter begins to shake her body, which in turn shakes Percy’s shoulder. Before long, she’s laughing so hard that she lets out a snort every once in a while.
“You’re such a dork!”