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#imagine percy calling annabeth his 'best friend' in his wedding vows
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imagine percy inviting annabeth over to dinner after the sea of monsters and him introducing her to his mom as his best friend. imagine annabeth trying not to cry tears of joy because no one has ever called her that. imagine as she leaves to head back to camp that night, she does tear up a little when she explains to percy how much being called his best friend meant to her. imagine percy from that point forward calling her his best friend any chance he gets because he knows how happy it makes her.
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Percy hadn’t imagined that he would spend his 38th birthday that way. To be honest, he didn’t really believe that he would get to celebrate his 18th birthday. But two decades later, he was in his and Annabeth’s house which was packed with their friends and family. It was loud. Like really loud. But who was he to complain? He was the first one to invite as many people as he could to celebrate even the less important happenings. And his youngest daughter’s fifth birthday definitely is important for him. So when Lana asked them for a pirate princess party, he couldn’t refuse her. He had vowed that his kids would always have the best birthday parties. Give them everything he didn’t have growing up. It also worked in their favour the fact that most of their friends had kids around the same age. So they decided to throw a huge party for both Percy and Lana. Around 3 pm, the pirate princesses started passing out from the sugar rush. A few girls from Lana’s class had left as the party ‘officially’ ended at 3 even if they were more than welcome to stay. Their friends would stay until late as the invite contained an evening BBQ. Percy was sitting on the outdoor couch observing his surroundings. He must have looked lonely as Connor and Travis sat on Percy’s two sides. “So the big 38. How do you feel grandpa?” Travis asked him and patted his shoulder. “We’re the same age, Travis,” Percy remarked. “You tell me how 38 feels.” “Are we really? ‘Cuz I don’t feel a day over 25.” “Because you act like a 25-year-old,” Katie said as she passed beside them. “Love you too, hon,” Travis said to his wife and turned back to his friend and his brother. “Honestly, I can’t believe that I’ve been married to her for 15 years.” “I can. I still mourn on your wedding anniversary.” Connor replied which caused Percy to grin. “What happened, Connor? Is the husband ignoring you?” Percy asked and took a swig from his beer. “He isn’t ignoring me.” Connor sank in his seat. “He is looking after Eliot in the pool. When your wife isn’t keeping him away from me.” Connor turned to the pool, where Malcolm was eye-hawking their 7-year-old son, Eliot, playing with Theo and Ryder. “Man, Malcolm is her brother. And you’re very possessive.” Travis jumped in. “And you complain about Katie and me.” “Because your wife hates me,” Connor argues, but Percy knows that the whole conversation is a joke. “I’m sure she will kill me if she gets the chance.” “You’re causing me a headache,” Percy complained. “Which would be okay on a regular day. But it’s my birthday. Which I take very seriously.” “Alright. I’ll change the subject.” Travis said and sat better. “What do you want as a birthday gift?” Percy thought about it for less than a second. “I have everything I want. I don’t need anything else. I have Annabeth and our kids. We’re all happy, so I don’t care about gifts and stuff.” “You almost made me cry,” Connor said passively. “That’s the most stereotypical answer I’ve ever heard. And I was there when Travis was saying his wedding vows.” “You’re stuck on my wedding day aren’t you?” “Always, darling.” Then Malcolm motioned Connor to come to him. “Gentlemen, duty calls.” He said trying to keep his cool. But then he sprinted to his husband’s side. Travis drank the rest of his beer. “I’ll go for another one after I check on my boys. I haven’t heard any explosions in a while.” “Katie is probably keeping them under control.” Percy guessed as she was the only person that 10-year-old Nate and 9-year-old Jesse were scared of. Kinney, Travis and Katie’s 5-year-old daughter was the calmest of their kids, which said a lot as she managed to prank her dad and uncle, the experts in deception. “I’d rather see myself what they’re up to.” Travis got up but before he was out of his earshot he heard him greet someone ‘Professor.’ Nico was next to sit next to him after giving him a nod. Percy noticed that he was holding a small box. He handed it to Percy. “Birthday present.”
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