"I feel like I'm in a Dr. Seuss story." Annabeth rolled her eyes at her boyfriend. "I'm serious, Percy. I do not want blue mashed potatoes. Or blue eggs and ham, Sam I am."
"Huh? What?" Percy paused his stirring. "What do you mean, 'Sam I am'? And I didn't offer you blue eggs or ham."
"Do you ever read -- wait. Don't answer that," Annabeth said before Percy could open his mouth. "Of course you don't. But, didn't your mom ever read to you when you were little?"
Percy shrugged. "Sure. She also made up really good stories. My favorites were the little boy with the pet shark who saved the world."
Annabeth blinked. "Right. So did she ever read you Dr. Seuss? You know, the Lorax? Cat in the Hat? The Grinch? Green Eggs and Ham? "
"I don't know." He added more food coloring into the potatoes. "Maybe? I still don't get what this has to do with anything."
"Argh, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth shook her head. "Just...Can I please have some not-blue mashed potatoes?"
"Nope." Percy grinned, picking up the steaming bowl.
"Percy, I appreciate that you cooked, even if the potatoes came from a box, and there is nothing wrong with liking blue food, but there's also nothing wrong with not liking blue food and I'd really prefer that my food stay its natural color, okay? It's just --"
"Heheh..." Percy looked up at her from his place on the floor. "Sorry about that?"
Annabeth just sighed and licked her lips. So it didn't taste any different than regular mashed potatoes, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to punish her boyfriend for making her wear the mashed potatoes when he tripped over his own shoe lace.
"This isn't half bad, you know." She wiped potatoes out of her hair. "But you're still dead. Run."
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Of Dr. Seuss and Mishaps
Date: 2010-11-10 04:41 pm (UTC)"Huh? What?" Percy paused his stirring. "What do you mean, 'Sam I am'? And I didn't offer you blue eggs or ham."
"Do you ever read -- wait. Don't answer that," Annabeth said before Percy could open his mouth. "Of course you don't. But, didn't your mom ever read to you when you were little?"
Percy shrugged. "Sure. She also made up really good stories. My favorites were the little boy with the pet shark who saved the world."
Annabeth blinked. "Right. So did she ever read you Dr. Seuss? You know, the Lorax? Cat in the Hat? The Grinch? Green Eggs and Ham? "
"I don't know." He added more food coloring into the potatoes. "Maybe? I still don't get what this has to do with anything."
"Argh, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth shook her head. "Just...Can I please have some not-blue mashed potatoes?"
"Nope." Percy grinned, picking up the steaming bowl.
"Percy, I appreciate that you cooked, even if the potatoes came from a box, and there is nothing wrong with liking blue food, but there's also nothing wrong with not liking blue food and I'd really prefer that my food stay its natural color, okay? It's just --"
"Heheh..." Percy looked up at her from his place on the floor. "Sorry about that?"
Annabeth just sighed and licked her lips. So it didn't taste any different than regular mashed potatoes, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to punish her boyfriend for making her wear the mashed potatoes when he tripped over his own shoe lace.
"This isn't half bad, you know." She wiped potatoes out of her hair. "But you're still dead. Run."
Percy ran.