Wow it's been a while since I've written anything. Ugh, school work is eating me alive! Anyway onward. Enjoy readers, this one's a little long.

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO

Thanks to my beta bookluva98

Knock knock

Percy was sprawled on the sand of the beach, his arms behind him, gazing into the ocean. New kid at camp. Great, just great. And to top it all off, a huge and terrifying quest. No, not even remotely safe.

I miss home, he thought, glancing skyward. There were no buildings here. Just a big ol' plain blue sky with fluffy white clouds floating around.

Someone came up behind him. "How's your first official day at camp?" It was Annabeth. She plopped down beside him on the sand and tucked a strand of golden blond hair behind her ear, squinting into the sunlight, pointedly avoiding his gaze.

"I ā€“ uh ā€“ I don't know. Camp's cool, I guess, but my mom's missing and I ā€“ I don't know what to do," he mumbled, biting his lip.

Annabeth nudged his shoulder and smiled. "Knock, knock," she said.

He looked at her, his eyes taking on that clueless characteristic they did so often. "Huh?" he asked.

She sighed in mock exasperation. "Never heard of a knock-knock joke before, Seaweed Brain?"

He smiled. "Okay, who's there?"

"Boo," she said.

Percy looked to the sea again. "Boo, who?"

"Aw, don't cry, Seaweed Brain, we'll figure this stupid quest out," Annabeth said, smiling slightly, looking proud of herself.

Percy laughed. "Well that was lame, but thanks."

"Hey! Not my fault, my siblings hate knock-knock jokes." She answered, avoiding his gaze again.

They were creeping through the Labyrinth, breathing heavily, faces coated in sweat. Any wrong move could result in certain death, and frankly, they were dead tired.

"Annabeth, I think we should take a break," Percy mumbled between pants.

She nodded, her curls bouncing slightly. "Alright everybody, take five," she called.

Grover settled in a corner, softly playing his reed pipes to take his mind off his worries, and Tyson had pulled out some metal scraps to build with, leaving Percy and Annabeth alone.

Annabeth chugged down a water bottle and slid down onto the floor, pulling her hair away from her face. "Ugh, this is useless!" she grumbled. "We've been walking around for hours, and we haven't gotten anywhere and, Percy, Iā€”" she stopped short, looking away.

"Annabeth?" he encouraged softly.

"I'm scared." she mumbled in a voice so low he had to strain to hear, casting her eyes downward. Percy sat down beside her and tentatively put his hand on her shoulder.

"Knock, knock?" he started.

Annabeth's lips tugged up at the corners, "Who's there?" she whispered.

Percy grinned. "Banana."

"Banana, who?"

"Knock, knock!"

"Yes, Percy, but who is there?"


"Banana who?"

"Knock, knock"



"Orange, who?" she grumbled.

"Orange you glad I didn't say banana?" he asked, grinning ear-to-ear.

"Damn, Percy... you are so annoying!" Annabeth grumbled, but smiled anyway. "But I'm awesome," he answered, smirking, while nudging her shoulder like she always nudged his.

She nudged him back grinning too. "Let's go," she said, standing up and putting a grimy hand out for him to take.

They always found themselves at the beach. No matter why or when, they always ended up sitting the soft sand, gazing dreamily at the ocean. They weren't even campers anymore.

Twenty-three year olds didn't need to train anymore; they simply hung out, and helped whenever they could. Their cabins were always there when they needed a place to stay.

Annabeth grabbed Percy's hand, and laced her fingers through his. "Knock, knock?" she whispered.

"Who's there?" Percy asked, smiling.

"I love," Annabeth muttered.

"I love, who?" Percy asked, chuckling

She did her signature shoulder nudge, "Who do you think, Seaweed Brain?" she laughed. He pulled a lock of hair away from her face, and stared her in the eyes.

"Well, I have a knock-knock joke for you," he said, looking sheepish. She nodded, signaling him to start. "Knock, knock."

"Who's there?"


Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Marry who?"

"Marry me?" Percy whispered, pulling out a ring.

Yaay. Cheese explosion of cheesiness! Onto the next one ;D