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Just for you, @wisegirl1448 a wip <3

The whole thing is about 3.8k and currently completely unedited. It's not my best writing, but my only thought going into it was jason, piper, leo, frank, and hazel get confirmation that the insane stories they've heard abt percy/learn about some of the insane shit that percy's done and they all proceed to have meltdowns about it while percy is confused and annabeth is crying from laughter on the floor so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ uhhhh enjoy?

The seven sat scattered across the galley of the Argo II during a rare moment of quiet on their journey to the Ancient Lands. Coach Hedge was keeping watch up on deck alongside Festus and Buford, which left the demigods to relax.

They had started out in different parts of the ship, but eventually, they had all wandered into the galley. That’s not to say that they started hanging out as a group, it was more like there were several smaller groups hanging out in the same space.

Leo was sitting on the floor, leaning back against the wall as he tinkered with random bits and bobs he pulled from his toolbelt. Frank and Hazel were sitting next to each other at the long table in the middle of the room, talking quietly. Annabeth was sitting tucked into the back corner of the room, her laptop balanced on one knee and Percy’s head resting on her other thigh where he lay stretched beside her as she ran her fingers through his hair. Piper honestly couldn’t tell if he was awake or asleep.

Meanwhile, she and Jason were sitting at the other end of the table, their backs to the door, as Jason ate a late lunch and Piper crossed her arms on the table to put her head down, content to quietly watch her friends relax.

Then, Annabeth made a soft noise of frustration and drew Piper’s attention. Percy blinked open his eyes with a questioning hum. Annabeth muttered something too softly for Piper to hear and Percy craned his neck back to study whatever was on her laptop screen. He squinted at it for a moment, his brow furrowing, before wiggling around so that he was laying on his stomach rather than his back. He propped himself up with one arm, his chin now resting on Annabeth’s thigh as she turned the computer so he could see it better, and pointed at something on the screen.

He mumbled something about it through a jaw-cracking yawn that made Annabeth’s eyes go wide in realization. She smacked a hand to her forehead with a groan.

“Gods, I can’t believe I didn’t see that!” she said. Percy just mumbled something incoherently and flopped over onto his back, looking like he was already half-asleep again. Annabeth giggled (honest to gods giggled! Piper wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to seeing Annabeth ‘I Won’t Hesitate to Cut a Bitch’ Chase fucking giggle) and leaned down to kiss Percy’s forehead. “Thanks, Seaweed Brain. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She gazed down at him fondly, her expression impossibly tender, and despite herself, Piper couldn’t hold back her wistful sigh.

Unfortunately, said sigh managed to draw everyone’s attention (except Percy’s, who had turned his head to bury his face in Annabeth’s sweater) and Piper felt her cheeks flame as they all looked at her. Leo and Jason looked confused, and Frank looked vaguely startled while Hazel bit her lip trying not to laugh. Annabeth just raised an eyebrow at her, making Piper blush harder.

“I’m sorry,” she said, sitting up to begin gesturing vaguely. “It’s just—I mean—you—oh gods,” Piper cut herself off and buried her head in her hands with a groan.

“Careful there, Beauty Queen. You having a stroke or something? Do you smell toast?” Leo said and poked her cheek, having apparently gotten up and wandered over to her.

She lifted her head to glare at him and flipped him off. Leo just snickered and dropped into the chair on her other side.

Jason laid a comforting hand on her back. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. When she opened them again, she found that Frank and Hazel had moved closer to her and Jason’s end of the table while Annabeth was in the process of dragging a disgruntled, bleary-eyed Percy to sit at the table as well.

Piper sighed and reached up to fiddle with her hair, starting a small braid as she began to talk. “Look, it’s kind of silly, but, well, it’s just a little baffling to me,” she said, abandoning her braid to gesture to Annabeth. “Seeing you with Percy. It just kind of makes me realize how little I actually know about you two, about all of you. I mean, I think Leo and I were friends before peacock bitch messed with our heads, but I can’t be sure because she fucked with our memories. I feel like regardless of that, though, I at least got a few months getting to know Jason for real and, I don’t know, resettling? Reconfirming? My friendship with Leo, trying to figure out how much of what I know about him from my tampered memories is real.” She ran her hand through her hair and let out a frustrated huff. “But with you guys,” she gestured at Frank and Hazel, “I mean, I don’t really know anything about you guys. And you two!” she pointed at Percy and Annabeth, narrowing her eyes. “Don’t even get me started!” she groaned.

Percy blinked owlishly at her, clearly at a loss as to what was going on. Annabeth, annoyingly, looked like she was barely resisting the urge to laugh. Piper glared at them.

“Annabeth, you were so serious and angry all the time! You were almost never at Camp and if you were, you didn’t really talk to anybody. I mean, gods, you kept your emotions so locked down! But then we get to Camp Jupiter and you pretty much just straight up attack their newly minted Praetor right in front of them, something I’d have never thought you’d do. And now that you’ve got Percy back, you-you're so open all of a sudden! You giggle! From what I saw of you while Percy was missing, I never would have thought that you’d be the kind of person to giggle and make some of the sappiest, most love-sick expressions I have ever seen.” Piper waved her hands around, aghast.

Annabeth gave up holding it in and burst into a fit of laughter. Hazel was trying to hide her quiet giggling behind her hand while the boys just gave Piper matching wide-eyed stares. She ignored them and pointed an accusatory finger at Percy.

“And speaking of you, Percy Jackson, I cannot for the life of me figure you out! I mean, you were all anyone at Camp would talk about, and they told us all these insane stories about shit you supposedly did. If I’m being honest, I kinda expected you to be at least a little egotistical, maybe even a bit of a self-important asshole, y’know?” she said, only to get cut off by Frank, Hazel, and Annabeth bursting into roaring laughter. “Hey!” Piper sputtered indignantly. “I feel like that was a fair assumption to make! Especially about a guy who ‘supposedly’ fought the god of war at twelve and won.” Piper crossed her arms and huffed.

Hazel and Frank’s laughter choked off and they turned to stare at Percy with horrified expressions. Annabeth howled and fell off her chair, clutching her stomach. Percy himself was too busy giving Annabeth an affronted look to notice.

“I mean, are we really supposed to believe that he managed to kill the minotaur with his bare hands before he even made it to Camp? Or that he almost single-handedly took out a Titan? Like, come on! There’s no way any of that happened.” Piper glared at where Annabeth was still rolling on the floor. “And then we meet Percy and he acts like he’s just some guy! He doesn’t act like he’s anything special or like he’s done anything crazy. But then he and Jason get possessed by those spirit things and I mean, that was terrifying! They almost killed each other, and Jason would have died if I hadn’t managed to get that pegasus to knock Percy out. So he’s obviously pretty powerful but, again, he doesn’t act like it!”

Annabeth had managed to pick herself up off the floor with Percy’s help, even though she was still laughing, and was now wiping tears from her eyes after laughing so hard.

“Piper,” she said through waning laughter. “Those aren’t bs stories. He actually did those things. I was there. Plus, those aren’t even some of the craziest stunts this dipshit’s pulled.” She jabbed a thumb at her boyfriend who just rolled his eyes at her.

Piper’s mouth dropped open in shock as she heard Leo drop whatever he was tinkering with and Jason choked on something. Hazel gasped and Frank started sputtering.

“So that’s what that was about!” Hazel cried, pointing at Percy with wide eyes. “You didn’t even remember it, but you just knew that you didn’t like him!”

Annabeth’s eyes narrowed and she whipped around to glare at Percy.

“Percy,” Annabeth said, voice dangerously low. “What is she talking about? What did you do?”

Percy blanched and started to sputter out some excuse, holding his hands up placatingly, but Frank cut in before he could manage to form any full sentences.

“He hadn’t even been at Camp a full day and we’d just won war games because of him, and then Mars showed up in the middle of the field,” Frank said. “The rest of us immediately dropped to our knees but this guy stayed standing. He just stared Mars down and said ‘I know you. You’re Ares. We’ve met before. We fought on a beach.’ I swear, I thought Mars was going to incinerate him on the spot. I was also pretty sure that Percy might have actually tried to start a fight with him if I didn’t jump in. That’s when Mars claimed me and told us to go to Alaska. Well, he told me to go and then said that I would be bringing the ‘disrespectful punk’ along, too.”

Annabeth smacked Percy upside the head and he just pouted at her.

“Come on, Wise Girl,” he whined. “I was tired and stressed out and I’d just carried Juno disguised as an old hippy bag lady across the Little Tiber, which washed away the Curse of Achilles and then used said river to destroy with extreme prejudice Medusa’s sisters. I hadn’t slept or eaten properly in like, a month at least, Octavian had been a little bitch and butchered my Pillow Pet like, an hour ago, and I was just confused as fuck about literally everything going on.”

Annabeth sighed and shook her head before turning to Frank and Hazel. “Did he get any better on the quest to Alaska?”

Hazel let out a small laugh and shook her head. “We met Phineas, the blind seer. Dirt face had brought him back, I guess. He had information we needed. We had two vials of gorgon’s blood, and Percy made a wager. Phineas would write down the information we needed, and then he would pick a vial. He would drink one, and Percy would drink the other. One of them would die, and the other would get ‘healed.’”

Annabeth turned furious eyes back to her boyfriend, but this time Percy crossed his arms and glared right back.

“Phineas thought that Gaea valued him enough to guide him to the vial with the cure.” Percy shrugged. “I figured she valued me more. And I was right.”

Annabeth shook her head and sighed again. “You, Percy Jackson, are going to give me gray hair.”

Percy grinned. “I’ll have you know, Annabeth Chase, that you already gave me gray hair. Or did you forget?” He ran his fingers through the grey streak of hair that stood out starkly from the rest of his inky black locks.

Annabeth groaned and let her head fall backward as she slid dramatically down in her chair.

“I have wondered how you guys got those,” Leo pipped up, “But Jason told me it’d probably be rude to ask. Do we get the story now?”

Piper glanced to the side and saw that he was practically bouncing in his seat. Piper had to admit she had also been curious about the twin streaks of grey hair the two older demigods sported but hadn’t wanted to ask.

Percy’s grin widened and his eyes glinted mischievously. Annabeth just groaned again and sunk further down in her chair, covering her face with her hands.

“Okay, so we’re like, thirteen—”

Percy immediately launched into a crazy story that had the rest of their jaws on the floor. The more Percy talked, the more Piper felt like her head might explode. First, he just kinda glossed over the fact that he got stabbed and poisoned. Then, apparently, Annabeth tackled a monster off a cliff, the Hunters of Artemis and Artemis herself showed up, and Percy had to deal with an energetic ten-year-old asking him questions like ‘if Annabeth is so smart, why’d she fall off a cliff?’ and try not to kill him. This was then followed by Percy sneaking out of Camp to follow along on the quest Artemis’ lieutenant had received to rescue Artemis (except Percy just wanted to rescue Annabeth, which had a part of Piper that she refused to acknowledge cooing).

When Percy mentioned killing the Nemean Lion with freeze-dried food packets stolen from a museum gift shop like it was no big deal, Piper thought her eyes might pop out of her skull.

When he told them about how he’d wrestled Nereus, Jason choked, and they had to stop to make sure he was okay before continuing.

By the time they made it to the part where Percy, Zoë, Thalia, and Grover had made it to Mt. Tam and discovered Artemis trapped beneath the sky, Piper had almost forgotten about the grey streak thing.

“I knew Artemis would have a better chance against Atlas than I would, so I told her to give me the sky.”

“You what?” Frank gasped, sounded as shocked as Piper felt.

Percy shrugged. “I’d seen in a dream that Annabeth had taken the sky from Luke before Artemis came to take the sky from her, so I knew a demigod could do it, and I knew that I'd do it anyway out of sheer stubbornness and determination if nothing else. Artemis had a better chance of protecting my friends and getting us out of the situation alive than I did and she needed to be freed. So, I took it.”

Piper felt a little like she’d just been punched in the gut. From beside her, Leo made a weird squeaking noise reminiscent of a dog toy. Jason looked like he’d had the air knocked out of him, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open in disbelief. Further down the table, Hazel had one hand over her mouth and the other clutching Frank’s sleeve, staring at Percy, aghast. Frank, for his part, had dropped his head back and was staring blankly at the ceiling.

“That’s it,” he said, sounding resigned. “I’ve finally cracked. All the pressure and weirdness finally got to me, and I cracked. Hazel, I love you, you’re like, the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You’ll come visit me in the psych ward, right?”

Hazel made a strangled kind of noise in the back of her throat and her eyes widened from shock into horror. “Frank! I would never let them lock you in an asylum! I would much rather take care of you myself, even if you really had ‘cracked’, before letting one of those . . . places get you!”

Alright. Piper was confused. And, to be fair, Frank looked utterly bewildered as well. For a moment no one said anything, but then Percy snapped his fingers and pointed at Hazel with a wince.

“Oof; forties asylums. Yeah, I wouldn’t want myself or a loved one to end up in one of those either. But asylums don’t really exist anymore, attitudes around mental health have changed pretty drastically and mental health problems are handled much better now,” Percy said gently. “There aren’t lobotomies anymore, and ‘electric shock therapy’ is pretty frowned upon.”

From beside him, Annabeth made a small sound of realization before nodding and chiming in.

“There are still people who are gonna be assholes about it, but for the most part, people are pretty understanding. Mental institutions, like psych wards, are meant to be places of healing where people who are struggling can get help and care.”

“New Rome actually has numerous therapists available to legionnaires, current and retired, all of them retired legionnaires themselves. And I’m sure that after all this is over, they’d be more than open to helping any demigod, no matter which camp they’re from,” Jason added, smiling gently.

Piper resisted the urge to sigh. Gods, she loved him. He was so sweet.

They all gave Hazel a moment to absorb and process the information before Percy continued with his story.

“So, I took the sky from Artemis. Most of the fight is pretty hazy after that, I don’t remember much of what happened while I was under there.” Percy shrugged the sentence away like it wasn’t a big deal, but Piper was struggling to remember how to breathe. “Eventually, someone punted Atlas back under the sky and I was able to let go. Man, my shoulders ached something fierce and I was pretty down for the count. But there was still fighting going on and stuff to be done, so I got up and joined the fight. We killed the monsters, Thalia kicked Luke off a cliff, Annabeth was safe, Artemis was free, Atlas was back where he belonged, and we had won. But we lost Zoë. She’d been poisoned earlier and then further injured when she fought Atlas, her father. Artemis turned her into a constellation, The Huntress, and Thalia became her new lieutenant.”

Again, he said that like it was no big deal, but Piper couldn’t begin to imagine how painful, or even how tiring, it must have been to hold up the sky for even a few minutes. To then jump immediately into battle without a chance to recuperate or anything? Oh, yeah, and you can’t forget that Percy was only thirteen when this happened! Gods, Piper thought, Percy really is just . . . like that, huh?

She’d heard whispers, between the stories of Percy’s impossible feats. Heard mutterings and murmurings, seen knowing glances and eyes filled with awe, felt undercurrents of fear just barely lacing someone’s voice. It had just been bits and pieces at first, and Piper had still been under the impression that everyone was just pulling her leg and making crazy shit up about the infamous Percy Jackson.

But now . . . well. Now that she’s seen him fight, and now that she knows all the stories she’d been told were true and likely not exaggerated, those whispers and looks of awe, that hint of fear? They all made sense.

Maybe Percy Jackson was just a bit more god than mortal.

“Okay,” Leo piped up and startled Piper out of her spiraling thoughts. Annabeth was watching her with a knowing glint in her eyes and a small, knowing smirk twisting the corner of her mouth. “Okay, so that story was wild, I think we can all agree,” Leo said, then held his finger up when Percy went to protest. “Not you, you don’t get an opinion, you are weirdly nonchalant about doing insane shit, let the rest of us freak out about it.”

Percy shrugged and closed his mouth.

“But!” Leo continued. “You still haven’t told us where the grey streaks came from, dude.”

“Oh, yeah,” Percy snorted. “Souvenirs from holding the sky. Mortal bodies aren’t built for that kind of burden. A normal mortal wouldn’t have stood a chance, but demigods can survive it because we’re half god.” he shrugged. “It puts immense strain on your body and mind, and I doubt most demigods would be able to manage anything longer than a few minutes.”

Annabeth snorted and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, and the grey hair is the least of our ‘souvenirs’,” she said blithely. “We both ended up with fucked up wrists and backs from that little adventure. Percy usually wears wrist braces on bad days, but I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that Hera deemed those unnecessary or something when she snatched him, because he was wearing them the last time I saw him before he went missing and now they’re gone.” she said, and narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend.

“Hey, you haven’t been wearing yours, either, Wise Girl. What’s your excuse?” Percy huffed, pouting at her.

“I was too worried about you,” she said quietly, ducking her head in a way that had it been anyone else would have made Piper think she was hiding a blush. “I couldn’t think about anything else while you were gone, and the pain in my wrists paled so much in comparison to the pain of not having you at my side, of not knowing if you were safe. Finding you was the only thing that mattered to me.”

Percy reached out to gently cup Annabeth’s jaw with one hand, the other grabbing her hand and guiding it to rest over his heart. “Well, you have me now. And you’re never getting away from me again. As long as we’re together, yeah?” he said softly, lifting her chin so she would have to meet his eyes.

Annabeth let out a light, watery laugh, leaning into the warmth of Percy’s palm. “As long as we’re together,” she repeated, voice just as soft, and matched Percy’s answering grin. They leaned their foreheads together for a quiet moment, then shared a tender kiss, and Piper thought her head might explode.

Okay. Literally what the fuck. How were they so perfect together? Like, that had to have been one of the sweetest things Piper had ever heard. It was sickening. Leo, apparently, agreed with her.

“Okay, there’s no way you guys are real,” he said, sounding slightly hysterical. “The pain in my wrists paled in comparison to the pain of not having you at my side’? ‘Finding you was the only thing that mattered’? ‘As long as we’re together’?” he threw his hands up in the air before thunking his head down on the table. “You’re making the rest of us look bad!”

Percy laughed and Annabeth rolled her eyes at Leo’s dramatics, her head now tucked into the crook of Percy’s neck where she leaned back against his chest.

Well, one thing was for sure. Piper was never going to doubt a story about Percy Jackson again, if only to save herself the heart attack that came from listening to him tell the story later.

Oh. And she really needed to up her game.

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