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"Oh, this is just so heartbreaking," Aphrodite wailed as she dabbed her wet eyes with a handkerchief. Although she still radiated beauty, you could tell she was in bad shape. Her usual, sleek hair was thrown up into a messy bun and black make-up streaked her cheeks. She turned on her heel and flung her arms around Ares, who roughly patted her back.

"It's not that bad," he muttered into her shoulder. Hearing this, Aphrodite let out another sob and her body shuttered. Poseidon shot the war god a look of pure hatred and for a moment, Ares regretted his words. Hermes had just delivered the news of Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase's unfortunate fall into Tartarus, and most of the gods weren't taking it too well, especially Aphrodite.

Pulling herself away from Ares' heat, she sniffled several times before collecting herself and making her way to the center of the Olympus throne room. She took a deep, hoarse breath before stating, "I know we all mourn for our favorite couple's...downfall," the love goddess said carefully. Athena curled her lip but said nothing. "Back when Annabeth was captured, I told young Percy that his love life with her would be...oh, how do I put this? Tragic."

Athena jumped up from her seat and began to stalk towards the dainty goddess, pointing her finger in her face. "So, you cast my daughter down there, just to make her love-life more interesting?!" Aphrodite took a step back and slapped her hand over her heart.

"How could you accuse me of such a thing?! I would never cast my OTP into Tartarus!" she screeched and buried her head into her hands again. Athena stood there with her eyebrows furrowed, trying to calculate what the acronym 'OTP' stood for. She was much to proud to ask, and let alone get the answer from Aphrodite! Waving dismissively, she put her hand on her hip and scowled at the frail goddess. She wanted to snap at her more but had lost motivation.

Turning away in disgust, she turned back to her family with pained, gray eyes. "Annabeth Chase was searching for the Mark of Athena," she began calmly. "She sacrificed herself to save my statue, and essentially, all of us." Athena raised her chin as she struggled to go on. "It's my fault that she is gone."

Poseidon shook his head mournfully and put a hand on her shoulder. She turned away briskly and slipped out of the room, too ashamed to face even her own family. Poseidon gritted his teeth and stood before everyone, gripping his Triton firmly. He raised it high above his head and it glowed shades of green and gold.

"For Perseus Jackson and Annabeth Chase, heroes of Olympus!" he yelled and his voice echoed off the walls, booming loudly. Zeus raised his lightning bolt, Hermes held his phone as Martha and George hissed in admiration, and even Hera raised her lotus-speared staff. Lightning crackled over the Empire State Building and the ocean crashed against the cities flood barriers. Artemis raised the full moon high and Apollo played a melody on his lyre. Even Hades' hellhounds howled in remorse.

Athena watched from behind the curtains, slipping into a state of grief. The whole scene felt sad, beautiful, and most of all...tragic.
What a sad, beautiful, tragic love affair
-Taylor Swift


I had a thought to maybe write the gods' reactions to Percy and Annabeth's...ending. And thus, this was created. It was short and to the point, but I imagined that most of the gods would feel remorse or even respect. Even Hera. I cried writing this...

PJO (c) Rick Riordan
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Wow, even the gods shop Percabeth.