Author's Note: First off let me say a big sorry to anyone-if there is anyone-who's been wondering what the heck happened to this story. I've been trying really hard to come up with four really good drabbles to end this story with, but it looks like I'll have to settle for two somewhat decent ones instead that were written about a year ago. Anyway, I still love the Percy Jackson series, and maybe one day I'll write another story for this category, but this is the last chapter for this story. Thanks for all the reviews and alerts, it means so much! Enjoy!


Percy smiled and watched as another snowflake danced to the ground. It was the first snow of winter, and he wanted to drink in every detail.

"I read somewhere that every snowflake has its own unique style. No two are ever alike."

He turned around, over-grown bangs blowing against the cold wind. "Really? I guess snowflakes are really like those pointless paper ones they have us make in school."

Annabeth smiled and pushed a loose strand of hair away from her face, grateful for the warmth her hat provided. "It's so beautiful. I remember when I was younger, being too afraid to play in the snow. I was afraid of ruining the allure."

Percy smiled back at his girlfriend and sat down on the stoop of his family's apartment with her. "I always loved the snow. You know, winter is my favorite season."

"Really?" She retorted, a bit surprised. "I always thought you liked summer best-with the swimming and all that."

"Summer's fun, but winter's, I don't know...magical." He paused to watch a single snowflake fall onto his glove. "Make a wish."

Annabeth looked at the tiny snowflake and shook her head. "No need to, I already have everything I want right here."

"Except heat."


"Hey, guess who friend requested me?" Percy announced mysteriously.

"Oh, you mean you finally have a friend?" Annabeth retorted jokingly.

"Ha, very funny." He walked over to her and continued his riddle," Seriously; you'll never guess."

"Hmm," she tapped her finger to her lips, faking deep thought. "Grover's too good for Facebook. Rachel thinks they're only for people who wish their lives were like Jersey Shore, and your dad seems to ignore all your friend requests since you started filling up his e-mail up with all those Farmville requests. So..."

Percy groaned in disbelief. "Wow, you managed to suck the fun out of this. And since I know how much it'll bother you-and trust me, it will bother you- I'm not going to tell you who it is now."

Annabeth raised an eyebrow, never missing a beat, "It's Calypso, isn't it?"

There was a long silence, until Percy scoffed, "Um, of course not."

"Percy! I sincerely hope you didn't accept her; you know how I feel about her. Why did they even give her internet access? I thought she was having a grand old time nurturing other people's boyfriends back to health."

"Okay, first of all, we weren't even going out then," Percy corrected. "And second-before you throw my laptop into the fire-I didn't accept her."

Annabeth stopped her frustrated mutterings, "You didn't?"

"Of course not," Percy replied seriously. "She put Spongebob under dislikes."