Annabeth was walking along the beach barefoot with her denim shorts and camp shirt on, enjoying the sunrise. Her hair was in a ponytail with a few stray strands on the side. Percy would push the strands behind her ear while they took these walks. The sweet memory made her shiver. Percy was on another mission for the gods and had been gone for three weeks now. She hated that he had to go, but he'd promised her that he would be back in eight months. Annabeth smiled at that. She was so wrapped up in her memories, she almost didn't notice one of her least favorite gods in front of her. Of course, his hissing serpents made it impossible to miss him.
"Hey, Annabeth!"
"Got a rat?"
"George!"
"What?"
"Hermes?" He was wearing his FedEx jumper suit and his hair rested underneath his sun hat. He had an envelope in his left hand and his staff in the right.
"Hello, Annabeth. Now I know we haven't always seen eye to eye-"
"You blamed her for Luke."
"She insulted you."
"You threatened to smite her twice."
"And insulted her."
"And you almost hit her."
"Thank you, George and Martha," Hermes mumbled. "However I'm here on a favor. In exchange...