Apollo POV

I was bored.

Really bored.

I was looking down at Camp Half-Blood. Everybody there had something to do. I did not.

I saw the demigods playing capture the flag. Oh look, team red was- ouch. That must've hurt. 

Y'know, I don't think I saw Percy playing. I decided to see what that was about. 

I teleported (one of us god's many perks) over to the Poseidon cabin to find Percy inspecting a small black box. He had an anxious look on his face- as if he were waiting for something. 

He turned over and looked at me, quickly shoving the box under his bed. I felt a surge of joy- I had a feeling I knew what was in that box...

 "Apollo," he scream-whispered. "You don't just teleport into someones cabin!"

"Actually," I replied, "i'm a god. I can do what I want."

He looked at me in annoyance, sighing. "Please just get out."

I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid. (If you know what show this is from, I love you! [I'd love u either way])

"Am I invited to the wedding?"

His cheeks turned a embarrassing shade of pink. I was right!

"W-what wedding? There isn't a wedding."

I smirked. Aphrodite was going to be happy about this.

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A/N: Sorry that this chappie was so short, I was busy. Please comment and vote (If you want) And I will see y'all soon. Bai!

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