YouTube, MeTube, and PercyTube: BONUS CHAPTER

July 4, 5:00 pm- Annabeth

I was nervous. So so so incredibly nervous.

I know, I know. Today's my special day, and it truly is special! I've never wanted something more in my life, and I've never loved anyone more than I love Percy. It's just... I can't help from breaking down into a nervous wreck!

As I sit here, staring at myself in the mirror of the dressing table in front of me, I try to calm myself down and keep from hyperventilating. Breathe, Annabeth, breathe.

Currently, I'm sitting in the main room of the Big House at Half-Blood Park in New York. My makeup is immaculate, my hair curled to perfection, my simple yet elegant white dress wrinkle-free and spotless.

Everything is perfect. But I can only hope everything will be perfect.

Maybe the day would take a terrible twist and something absolutely dreadful would happen. Maybe I'd pass out on my way to the priest who'd marry us. Maybe someone would object because we're too young. Maybe Percy would suddenly decide that he didn't want to marry me anymore—

Snap out of it, Annabeth! Percy loves you, and it's going to be everything you ever wanted.

I sigh to myself, staring at my reflection again. You've made it through other difficult times in life, and you most certainly can make it through this. Trust yourself, Annabeth!

Resting my elbow on the makeup table, and my forehead on my hand, I sigh once again.


My head immediately falls from its resting state on my palm, and I sit upright, smoothing down any wrinkles on the skirt of my dress. "Yes?" I ask, spinning around in my chair to face the intruding voice.

"What are you doing?" It's Katie, and she is looking at me incredulously.

"I'm... waiting?" What does she mean?

She shakes her head, gesturing at me wildly with manicured fingernails. "You're going to mess up your hair and makeup! Everything has to be perfect!"


My face must visibly fall, because before I know it, Katie's running to my side, hoisting up her sea green bridesmaid dress to her ankles. "Are you okay?" she questions, her voice and face concerned.

I push her away slightly, shaking my head. "It's nothing."

Katie looks at me sternly, her eyebrows furrowed. "Annabeth Soon-to-be-Jackson Chase. Today is your special day; a day you've been waiting for for ages! Everything has been meticulously planned until perfection, and you've overseen every bit of it. There's no reason to be gloomy for no reason, so I ask you again, and God help me will you answer it, are you okay?"

Always there when I need her, I think to myself, smiling a little inwardly. "Really, Katie. It's nothing to be worried about," I reassure her. "It's just pre-wedding jitters."

Her eyes scan around the room and land on a chair, which she pulls up to where I am sitting and sits down. Her dress is wrinkling, but she makes no move to smooth it out, and her eyes are focused on my own. "So let it all out."


She shrugs with a small smile of her own. "Better to do it before the wedding, rather than during, don't you think?"

I shove her playfully, before taking a deep breath. "I don't know," I breathe out.

"Are you saying you aren't sure you want to marry Percy? Because if so, I think you're out of your mind," Katie interjects, looking at me dubiously.

I am quick to shake my head, shocked that she'd even think that. "Of course not!"

"Good, because you had me worried for sec there, hon."

"I just don't know... what to think. I mean, all I've been thinking about is the wedding for the past what, four months? And now that it's finally time for the wedding itself, what am I supposed to think? I just really want this wedding to be perfect. Percy deserves that, at least," I admit wearily.

Katie purses her lips, staring at me. After a moment, she finally speaks: "If you weren't looking so gorgeous as a bride-to-be, and it wasn't your wedding day, I would slap some sense into you."

Oh, we all know how you love doing that, I think to myself, laughing a bit at the old memories.

"But really, Annabeth. Although I won't be doing any slapping today, that doesn't mean I can't shove some sense into that overloaded brain of yours," she says, half-jokingly, half-serious. "You are a proud, strong, confident, smart, and for Heaven's sake, sexy young woman who Percy loves very much. You deserve this wedding, just as much as he does! There is no wedding without the both of you! And after the wedding's over, all you have to think about is your future; your future with Percy. Okay?"

I nod, biting my lip. "Okay."

She glances up at a clock hanging on the wall. "It's almost time... Are you ready?"

Katie stands up, fixing her dress, and turning to face me. She picks up the veil from where it sits on the holder, and carefully places it on my head, brushing my loose bangs to the side. "You look stunning."

With her help, I stand up, cautious of my dress, and we walk to the main hall of the Big House. In there, I see Thalia, Piper, Silena, and Rachel sitting on chairs, waiting for me, and Lacy, the flower girl. They all rise when I enter the room, faces bright and smiling, and I manage a smile back.

The traditional wedding music starts playing, and with a nod from all the older girls, Lacy pushes open the doors of the big house, revealing a perfect sky. As the light shines in for that single moment in time, I take a deep breath to calm my nerves.

This is a moment you will remember forever. This is a moment that will be perfect. This is a moment you deserve.

Thalia, Piper, Silena, Rachel, and Katie walk outside, with one last comforting glance at me.

You can do this.

I straighten up my back, and walk towards the door. I hear the signal for me to emerge, and I grip the flowers in my hand tightly.

I can do this.

And with that last thought in my head, I push open the double doors of the Big House, and prepare to become the wife of Percy Jackson.

July 4, 5:30 pm- Percy

Oh geez. Holy mother of God. I can't do this.

Get it together, Percy! Today's the day that you've been waiting for basically since—

When you first laid eyes on her?

Pretty much, yes!

The music begins, and as I stand by the priest, Nico, Grover, and Luke, my mind is in a stage of mental breakdown. Standing up on stage singing out for the world to hear? No biggie.

Standing on a stage in front of my most loved ones, about to get married? Ehh… you could say I was nervous. Just a tiny bit.

Oh, who am I kidding? I feel like I'm about to throw up the banana and cereal I had for breakfast.

Lacy, the flower girl walks down the aisle, throwing white flower petals as she goes. Her face is calm, yet happy, and for a moment I'm jealous on how serene she seems.

Then, the bridesmaids come out, their dresses Annabeth's favorite color: sea green.


She's going to come out next.

I haven't seen what she looks like yet in her wedding gown, but I know without a doubt she looks gorgeous. Annabeth, my Annabeth, always will look gorgeous to me, even on her worst of days.

And then, she emerges. Everything else dims in comparison to her. I no longer can hear the wedding chorus melody sound from the piano, no longer can see anyone else but her.

She holds a bouquet of flowers in her hands, a shimmering veil obscuring a clear view of her face. She is the epitome of perfection, the pinnacle of beauty. She is the wonder I am going to spend the rest of my life with.

As Annabeth walks down the aisle, I cannot stop myself from grinning. I must be grinning so much I look like a maniac, but that doesn't matter. Seeing her in that white gown, ready to take on my surname, ready to marry me… I am the happiest man on earth; who cares if I slightly resemble a nut?

When she reaches me, she steps up onto the stage and even through the veil I can see the emotion shining in the depths of her sparkling gray eyes; love.

This is it for me. She is it for life.

The priest must be reciting the vows or something, but I haven't been paying attention. Every thought in my head revolves around my fiancée—nearly wife—that stands before me. I watch her lips move as she smiles at me, and then say "I do."

It must be my turn! I think thoughtlessly, worried since I wasn't focused on what they were saying. "I do!" I blurt out, causing laughter to erupt from the audience.

… Too early? I look at Annabeth, who's giggling and smiling at me. She nods slightly towards the priest, who looks at me warmly albeit impatiently.

He clears his throat before continuing with what he was saying. "Do you, Perseus Jackson, take Annabeth Chase as your beloved wife?"

"I do."

Soon after that, the rings are exchange, and the priest announces: "I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Both Annabeth and I step closer to each other, and I lift the veil from her face. She stares up at me, her gray eyes rimmed with happy tears, glistening under the sun. Carefully, I cup her cheek with one hand, stroking her cheekbone lightly with my thumb, before I lower my face to hers, our lips meeting in the middle.

The crowd erupts in applause, and I slowly pull back. For a moment, I simply stare in her eyes, knowing that I wouldn't need anything more than what I have before me—Annabeth Jackson.

Annabeth Jackson. My face lights up in realization, and I break out in a grin. Annabeth smiles at me, reaching up to peck my lips again, before intertwining her fingers with mine. We turn and face the audience, before walking down the aisle, hand in hand, as a newly married couple.

July 4, 7:30 pm- Annabeth

Annabeth Jackson.


Annabeth Jackson.

Annabeth Jackson…

It has a little ring to it, don't you think?

As I sit, waiting for everyone else to finish their cake or stop socializing, I stare at the ring that sits on my fourth finger. It's a silver band; shiny and sleek, and every time I look at it, I can't stop smiling. Then I glance to Percy, who sits beside me, with a matching ring on his own finger.

He shifts his attention from Nico to me, and he grins, taking my hand in his own.

"Hey," my husband whispers.

My husband.

Oh my gods, I'm married.

I'm married to Percy Jackson.

I can't help but grin back at him, clutching his hand tightly. "Hey, yourself," I tease.

This all seems so surreal. It's almost like a fantasy, a dream…

I never want it to end.

Percy gets up from his seat under the pavilion and leads me to the sand. "Would you care for a dance, Mrs. Jackson?" he questions, bowing slightly. Other people have gotten out of their seats, following our lead.

"But Mr. Jackson," I laugh. "Is it time to dance now?"

He wraps his hands around my waist, pulling my body to his own. "Does it matter?" Percy whispers into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. He begins to move to the nonexistent music playing, my body copying his. "Just… go with the flow."

People begin to protest at the two of us, saying things like:

"Really, Percy?"

"You couldn't have waited until the first dance song played?"

"Whoop whoop!"

"Aww, so cute!"

But despite everyone's comments, we continue to sway in silence, the sun setting in the distance.

"See? It's easy," Percy beams at me, his forehead touching mine.

The music begins to play, minutes late, and we start swaying again, smiling and laughing with each other.

He pulls me even closer to him, and I rest my head on his shoulder as he sings into my ear. "You're hand fits in mine like it's made just for me – but bear this in mind, it was meant to be – and I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks – and it all makes sense to me…"

"Really? One Direction?" I giggle, leaning into his warmth.

Percy rolls his eyes at me and continues to sing. "I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile – you've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine – but I'll love them endlessly.

"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth – but if I do, it's you – oh it's you they add up to – I'm in love with you –and all these little things."

I laugh slightly, standing on my tiptoes to reach his lips. "I love you."

Percy cranes his neck down to kiss me again, his lips firm yet soft and unquestionably gentle. "I love you, Annabeth Jackson. My Wise Girl… My Wife…" he smiles against my lips.


"I think these newly wedded couple needs to cool down, hmm?" Nico hollers, separating Percy from me to lug him over his shoulder. And before I realize it, I, myself, am also picked up and thrown over Luke's back.

Our friends laugh and cat call, encouraging both guys, as they struggle to carry us to the water.

"Percy!" I shriek, as they prepare to throw us in.

He grabs my hand tightly and holds me to his body as our bodies are dropped into the ocean water from the pier.

Our lips meet underwater, passionately and lovingly, and I can feel the fireworks go off in my body as they burst overhead. And any doubts I might have had about myself, or us, are washed out.

Because right then and there, I know that whatever obstacles we may face in the future can and will be overcome. I know that whichever way fate twists, Percy's love for me and my love for him, cannot be tethered with. But most importantly, I know that I've found my soul mate, and I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.

Just a little bonus chapter for you guys . You guys are like, the best ! I love you all so much, and even though this is late, Happy Birthday America :]

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