A/N: Blood of Olympus is currently slowly dismembering me. Joint by tiny joint.

Annabeth was beating up a sword-fighting dummy in the arena when Percy walked up to her. He watched her beat up the dummy for a few more minutes when he burst out, "You know, Annabeth, I really don't like your name."

Annabeth turned towards him, a little surprised and angry. "Uh, excuse me?"

"Your name. Particularly your last name. It sucks."

Annabeth was well and truly pissed off now. Everybody else in the arena was turning towards them, a few smirking.

"What's wrong with my last name?"

"I don't know. It doesn't suit you. You should change it."

Annabeth was bristling. "Change it?! To what?"

Percy smirked. "Jackson." He walked away.

Annabeth stood there in shell-shocked silence, just looking at Percy's retreating form. "Did you just..."

"Did you just propose to me?"

Annabeth was furious. How dare he...

"Don't you walk away!"

He was SOOO dead.

"Are you smirking?"

Annabeth started running after him.

"Come back here you little shit!"

A/N: I blame Tumblr for this.