"Oh, for Hades' sake!"

Percy smiled sheepishly, as he had flour in his hair and covering his face.

Baking seemed like a good idea, but you probably should've thought about that fact that Percy's track record wasn't that great.

Percy picked up a handful of flour and dumped it on your head.

"There, now we're matching."

You had a feeling both of you could end up looking like frosty the snowman or kissing. Or both.