(the picture at the bottom was NOT drawn by me.)
A
day at the beach
A
Percabeth fan-fic by warriorsandPJ
“Look, there’s
one!” Annabeth pointed ahead, “And it’s close to the beach.”
We were at a local beach, and we’d been circling the parking lot for half an hour now looking for a parking spot. A parking spot this close? It was too good to be true. I pulled forward and saw something. A car, in the supposedly open space. “Another small car.” I sighed, you think the space is open then you get closer and see a stupid small car there.
“We’ll just have to park farther back.” Annabeth said.
“Aww, we have a ton of stuff to carry.” I complained.
“You have a lot of stuff to carry, Annabeth pointed out, poking me with her blueprints, “I’ll be scoping out the perfect sand-castle location.”
“You need blueprints for a sand-castle?” I asked, looking at her out of the corner of my eye as I pulled my step-fathers Prius into a faraway parking space.
“Duh,” Annabeth rolled her eyes at me, “I’ve been planning this for weeks.”
Yes, I propose a romantic day at the beach and my girlfriend wants to build a sand-castle. Oh well.
I got out of the car and went to open the trunk, “You are going to help carry all this, right?”
Annabeth ruffled my hair, “Of course, I’ll carry this,” she picked up the cooler with our lunch in it and her bag. “You can get the rest, right?” she grinned at me and I couldn’t resist.
“Fine.” I grumbled as I picked up the shovels, and the buckets and everything else Annabeth had insisted we would need for the perfect sand-castle.
We were at a local beach, and we’d been circling the parking lot for half an hour now looking for a parking spot. A parking spot this close? It was too good to be true. I pulled forward and saw something. A car, in the supposedly open space. “Another small car.” I sighed, you think the space is open then you get closer and see a stupid small car there.
“We’ll just have to park farther back.” Annabeth said.
“Aww, we have a ton of stuff to carry.” I complained.
“You have a lot of stuff to carry, Annabeth pointed out, poking me with her blueprints, “I’ll be scoping out the perfect sand-castle location.”
“You need blueprints for a sand-castle?” I asked, looking at her out of the corner of my eye as I pulled my step-fathers Prius into a faraway parking space.
“Duh,” Annabeth rolled her eyes at me, “I’ve been planning this for weeks.”
Yes, I propose a romantic day at the beach and my girlfriend wants to build a sand-castle. Oh well.
I got out of the car and went to open the trunk, “You are going to help carry all this, right?”
Annabeth ruffled my hair, “Of course, I’ll carry this,” she picked up the cooler with our lunch in it and her bag. “You can get the rest, right?” she grinned at me and I couldn’t resist.
“Fine.” I grumbled as I picked up the shovels, and the buckets and everything else Annabeth had insisted we would need for the perfect sand-castle.
Later, after
we found the perfect spot, I was exhausted. Annabeth had changed her mind
several times. “Is this spot good?” I asked. We were a long way down the beach
and there were hardly any people over here.
“Perfect.” Annabeth pulled out the picnic blanket and laid it out, placing our shoes on the corners to keep it from blowing away.
“So can we eat now?” I asked.
“Yeah, then we’ll build the perfect sand-castle.”
“What about swimming?” I protested.
“You’re supposed to wait half an hour after eating, plus it’s harder to build a sand-castle when you’re all wet.” Remarked Annabeth as she pulled out our sandwiches and pop.
“That’s a myth. And I’ll still be dry.” I argued.
“But I won’t.” she gave me a look
“Oh fine, we’ll build the sandcastle first.” I sighed, defeated. “You wanted the turkey sandwich, right?” I asked, reaching for the cooler, “Because the roast beef one is mine.”
“Hmm, yeah, sure.” Said Annabeth, already absorbed in her blueprints.
“But I’ll eat yours too, if you don’t.” I threatened, waving the baggie with her sandwich in it in front of her face.
Annabeth looked up and grabbed for her sandwich, “I’ll eat it.”
I pulled the bag out of her reach, “Put the blueprints away, I don’t want to eat alone, and when you get absorbed in your projects you don’t hear anything I say.”
Annabeth smiled and put away the blueprints, “You’re right.”
“Yeah, wait? I am?” I acted shocked, “I’m never right.”
Annabeth rolled her eyes and lightly smacked my arm. “Eat, I want to get started.”
“Fine,” I mimed shoving my whole sandwich in my mouth and Annabeth laughed at me.
“What?” I protested as I took a huge bite, “It’s two o’clock and I’m hungry.” I mumbled through my mouthful of sandwich, even though my mom would scold me about manners.
“Perfect.” Annabeth pulled out the picnic blanket and laid it out, placing our shoes on the corners to keep it from blowing away.
“So can we eat now?” I asked.
“Yeah, then we’ll build the perfect sand-castle.”
“What about swimming?” I protested.
“You’re supposed to wait half an hour after eating, plus it’s harder to build a sand-castle when you’re all wet.” Remarked Annabeth as she pulled out our sandwiches and pop.
“That’s a myth. And I’ll still be dry.” I argued.
“But I won’t.” she gave me a look
“Oh fine, we’ll build the sandcastle first.” I sighed, defeated. “You wanted the turkey sandwich, right?” I asked, reaching for the cooler, “Because the roast beef one is mine.”
“Hmm, yeah, sure.” Said Annabeth, already absorbed in her blueprints.
“But I’ll eat yours too, if you don’t.” I threatened, waving the baggie with her sandwich in it in front of her face.
Annabeth looked up and grabbed for her sandwich, “I’ll eat it.”
I pulled the bag out of her reach, “Put the blueprints away, I don’t want to eat alone, and when you get absorbed in your projects you don’t hear anything I say.”
Annabeth smiled and put away the blueprints, “You’re right.”
“Yeah, wait? I am?” I acted shocked, “I’m never right.”
Annabeth rolled her eyes and lightly smacked my arm. “Eat, I want to get started.”
“Fine,” I mimed shoving my whole sandwich in my mouth and Annabeth laughed at me.
“What?” I protested as I took a huge bite, “It’s two o’clock and I’m hungry.” I mumbled through my mouthful of sandwich, even though my mom would scold me about manners.
“Okay, first we need to make a level surface to build it on.” Said
Annabeth after lunch as we prepared to start the sandcastle.
“Okay, easy.” I swiped my arm along the sand, making a fairly flat area down near the surf.
“Wait, hold on, that won’t do.” Scolded Annabeth. “It’s way too close to the water and it’s not flat.”
I inspected it, “It looks flat… and you can’t build a castle with dry sand.” I pointed out.
Annabeth tossed me a bucket, “That is not flat, and we are going to build it with wet sand, just away from the waves.” She walked over above the waterline a few feet. “Right here. I’ll make it level while you fill some buckets with wet sand.”
There’s no arguing with Annabeth so I picked up a shovel and started filling the bucket. And Annabeth is picky about her castle building sand. First it was too wet and then it was too dry. I didn’t see the problem, the sand seemed fine to me.
“Now we can start the castle.” Said Annabeth, picking up a bucket of wet sand. I watched her carry the heavy bucket over there and smiled, Annabeth is one of the strongest girls I know. I picked up a bucket and joined her. I was about to dump out my bucket when Annabeth stopped me.
“You don’t just dump it out.” She said as she grabbed a smaller shovel that I think is called a trowel. “First we need to make the base.” She scooped sand out of the bucket and formed it into a large rectangle, “Then we make the next level.”
“Okay, easy.” I swiped my arm along the sand, making a fairly flat area down near the surf.
“Wait, hold on, that won’t do.” Scolded Annabeth. “It’s way too close to the water and it’s not flat.”
I inspected it, “It looks flat… and you can’t build a castle with dry sand.” I pointed out.
Annabeth tossed me a bucket, “That is not flat, and we are going to build it with wet sand, just away from the waves.” She walked over above the waterline a few feet. “Right here. I’ll make it level while you fill some buckets with wet sand.”
There’s no arguing with Annabeth so I picked up a shovel and started filling the bucket. And Annabeth is picky about her castle building sand. First it was too wet and then it was too dry. I didn’t see the problem, the sand seemed fine to me.
“Now we can start the castle.” Said Annabeth, picking up a bucket of wet sand. I watched her carry the heavy bucket over there and smiled, Annabeth is one of the strongest girls I know. I picked up a bucket and joined her. I was about to dump out my bucket when Annabeth stopped me.
“You don’t just dump it out.” She said as she grabbed a smaller shovel that I think is called a trowel. “First we need to make the base.” She scooped sand out of the bucket and formed it into a large rectangle, “Then we make the next level.”
With Annabeth
instructing me we soon finished the castle, it was extremely detailed, with
turrets and windows and molded doors.
“Now we dig the moat.” Annabeth exclaimed, “We need to dig it so that it comes downhill to here from the ocean. You start over there at the water, but keep the water from entering the moat until I’m done over here.”
“Okay, downhill trench. Easy.” I grabbed a shovel, headed down to the surf and started digging.
A few minutes later my trench reached the castle, “Wait, why we do we need a trench from the ocean, I could have just filled the moat without it.”
“This looks better.” Annabeth said simply. “Now, let the water in slowly.”
I stopped holding the water back from the start of the trench and the water started flowing down into the moat.
Annabeth looked at her blueprints, “Perfect.”
“Wait,” I said kneeling down by the castle, “It needs one more thing.”
“What?” Annabeth asked, “We finished it, it’s just fine.”
I grinned and made some of the water in the moat rise up and form a small monster, “The castle has no defenses.” I made the monster head toward the castle.
Annabeth rolled her eyes, “Oh Seaweed Brain.”
“Now we dig the moat.” Annabeth exclaimed, “We need to dig it so that it comes downhill to here from the ocean. You start over there at the water, but keep the water from entering the moat until I’m done over here.”
“Okay, downhill trench. Easy.” I grabbed a shovel, headed down to the surf and started digging.
A few minutes later my trench reached the castle, “Wait, why we do we need a trench from the ocean, I could have just filled the moat without it.”
“This looks better.” Annabeth said simply. “Now, let the water in slowly.”
I stopped holding the water back from the start of the trench and the water started flowing down into the moat.
Annabeth looked at her blueprints, “Perfect.”
“Wait,” I said kneeling down by the castle, “It needs one more thing.”
“What?” Annabeth asked, “We finished it, it’s just fine.”
I grinned and made some of the water in the moat rise up and form a small monster, “The castle has no defenses.” I made the monster head toward the castle.
Annabeth rolled her eyes, “Oh Seaweed Brain.”
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