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Looking at what Percy was eating for lunch was something that always kept Annabeth pretty entertained. The ranging of foods from everything to what you would find in a Thanksgiving dinner to an elementary school lunch was almost a highlight of the day.
But there was one thing that bothered Annabeth about the food. It always absolutely had to be blue.
At first she had suspected that it might have been some sort of OCD compulsion like thing. But with all the quests they went on he would eat non blue food without an issue. So it was a taste thing? Could it be called a taste thing if it does not add to the taste of it? Is he flavoring the food to not be the food taste? Could he do that?
Annabeth was staring as he ate the blue potatoes off of the plate and drank the blue whatever the hell was in that glass. What in the world was he doing?
Percy noticed her staring and turned around to smile at her. That was kinda cute. Oh Gods. No Annabeth did not like the weird blue food guy that could be all flavored to taste like the unreal blue raspberries.
Putting her head on the table she sealed herself to this future fate.