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PERCY JACKSON ([personal profile] seaweedbrain) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2024-04-09 02:41 am (UTC)

wildcard ;

[ At some point, in between arriving at the banquet and then realizing that he could tell Annabeth he suddenly grew three eyes and a pegasus just showed up doing the foxtrot and she wouldn't even bat an eye she's so engrossed in the architecture of this ballroom space, he ... heads over to investigate the food offerings.

Most of it looks pretty fancy, almost too nice to eat, like the kind of stuff you'd expect lords and ladies from fairytales to be eating, using delicate gold utensils with jewels encrusted into them; and predictably and disappointingly, none of it is blue either.

But then ... oh. It's the familiar smell of grease and processed pepperoni and cheese that snags his attention, drawing him forward like Toucan Sam and his Froot Loops. It's pizza.

He wastes no time to gather up as many slices as is polite to take in one go, divides them between two plates, and excitedly (but also coolly) heads back over to where Annabeth has moved on to inspecting the details of the columns like she's just discovered the eighth wonder of the world. It's kind of adorable, actually, even if it's also super nerdy. ]


Hey, look! [ He interrupts, brandishing her plate with a few slices of hot pizza and a familiar smattering of toppings, including — ] Olives. Your fave.

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