A/N: I liked this idea. I could write over 50 chapters with this!
I sat at my couch and loomed over my Last Olympian book. I sniffled out of sadness when I found Luke died. That's where the Titans get you.
"Mizzenmast!" I shouted in anger.
Suddenly, as if by magic, my book dropped out of my hand to the shaggy carpet. The book glowed and out flew Nico, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Thalia. Grover started munching on the can I left out on the coffee table.
"Hey! That's mine!" I yelled, getting up from my place on the couch.
"He eats when he's sad," Percy explained.
"Where are we?" Annabeth asked.
I put my hand on my chin in thought. I wondered why they were here. Was it a quest? I decided to speak when Nico interrupted.
"Guys, he's surely Jason, Thalia's brother. I mean, he has a scar on his and he is wearing a punk-like shirt," Nico said.
"Actually, the scar is from a defective potato chip. Also, well, I do like heavy metal," I explained.
Each of them shot a look at each other. I crossed my arms in annoyance.
"Well, for now, each of you will sleep on the floor or couch. Thalia, you get the couch because I support Percy/Thalia," I said.
Thalia cheered and sat down on the couch. She pulled out her IPod and started rocking her head to the music. We also all sat down due to being bored. I got an idea.
"Let's play a game!" I said, excited.