Christmas Help

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Important: please read A/N.
BTW I just made a collage with these pictures. Shoutout to the artist.

Annabeth trailed behind Percy to the nearest Starbucks because apparently there was some "surprise" there. It was Christmas Eve and Percy promised her that Malcom could come over if she wanted. When she told Mal he was beyond excited and kept on yelling on the other end of the line about how he was going to go to "The Percy Jackson's famous blue mansion".

After a cold, cold walk towards Starbucks Percy opened the door for her and winked as she entered the coffee shop.

"Whoa, this is Starbucks!" She exclaimed sarcastically.

"No silly," he said, smiling. "Look at those people, there,"

She turned to look at what he was pointing at and her eyes widened at the sight of her mom, dad and Malcom sitting in the corner. Malcom looked up from his cup and immediately ran over and literally jumped on top of her.

"Annie!" He exclaimed. "I missed you!"

"I missed you to, Mal," She whispered, kissing his forehead.

Annabeth turned to look at Percy but by the time he had left. She saw Malcom's confused face and smiled at him.

"Come on!" Malcom said, pulling her towards her mom and dad.

"Hi Annabeth," her mom said, smiling. Her beautiful blonde hair was tied up into a perfect ponytail not a single baby hair in sight.

"Hi, mom," she said, shyly. The truth was she hasn't seen both her mom and dad in a year because dad had work and her mom was an agent, too.

"Hey, Annie!" Her dad said, his messy hair falling on his face. He was always to lazy to brush it. The contrasts between her parents was huge.

"Hi dad," she said, smiling.

***

The "family reunion" was really sweet of Percy.

Finally, after walking for around ten minutes trying not to get frostbite and trying not to get hit by oncoming traffic she was back. She slowly pushed open the door to see Piper and Jason talking about something. They looked concerned and kept on shaking their heads as if they were disappointed or sad.

"Hey, Pipes," she asked, softly. "Hi Jason. Is there a problem?"

"Percy has been locked up in his room ever since he got back," Jason said, frowning. His face was dull and drained of his usual happy self. "He does this every year during Christmas,"

"Why?" She asked, confused. Percy has everything anybody would wish for so why was he upset. Especially on a day like Christmas Eve. plus he seemed happy around an hour ago.

"I'm not sure," Jason said, looking at the ground. His blond hair fell over his blue eyes. "He never told me anything,"

"I'll go see," Annabeth said, walking towards Percy's room.

She slowly knocked on the door and asked if she could come in. Percy didn't say anything so she decided to take that as a yes. She gently pushed open the door.

She really hated what she saw. Percy was sitting his bed. His knees were folded up to his chest and his head was buried in his hands.

"Percy," she stuttered, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. "Are you alright?"

"No," he mumbled, sinking deeper into his bed. His voice wavered slightly as if he was crying.

Annabeth walked over to where Percy was sitting on his bed. She gently lifted his face up. His eyes were red and puffy from crying and his cheeks were stained with tears.

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