I actually don't know where this came from...I was starting to write the next chapter for The Mark of Athena, and when I opened Word, I was scrolling through the past chapters, and found this. I opened it, and was like, what was I thinking? When was this? So I decided to post it up, even though it's pointless, and weird. Maybe I was thinking about doing more Dakota and Jason friendship, I don't really know. Or those drabbles that are written around a word. Eh.

It's kind of a drabble, because it's too short to be a one-shot. Or anything, really. It's about 450 words, or something. It's mostly Dakota and Jason friendship with a sprinkle of Jayna, because I'm obsessed.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: If I owned the series, then I would have written Jason's story before writing the Heroes of Olympus because that would be logical.

Truant: a person who shirks or neglects his or her duty.

"Jason! What are you doing?" Reyna rolls her eyes at the son of Jupiter who was drinking unhealthy Kool-Aid with Dakota. "That's really unhealthy, considering the amount of sugar Dakota puts in them."

Jason sways around, knocking down a deck of cards on the table. Reyna is glad that they are in the privacy of Jason's villa, or else Octavian would make something out of this. "I'm having fun," he slurs, giving her a wide grin. "Have some fun Rey. You'll enjoyyy it."

She scowls. "You're drunk off the poison too?"

Dakota pouts, downing more red Kool-Aid. "This is, like, totally not poison. And we're not drunk! Not at all!" He points a finger at Jason. "Tell your girlfriend we're not drunk."

Jason sticks out his tongue. "She's not my girlfriend."

Dakota snickers, Kool-Aid coming out from his nose. "Yet."

The son of Jupiter nods, a dreamy smile on his face. "Yet..."

Reyna flushes red, waving a hand in front of the two dazed boys. "Uh, I'm still here. You are completely drunk." Because Jason doesn't like me like that, and I don't like him like that, she adds in her mind, but even she's not convinced.

"Reeyyy, we are not drunkk," Dakota giggles, and slaps Jason on the back. "Okay, maybe we are, but I'm still Walters Centurion, Cohort of the Fifth Dakota, rriiight? I'm good."

Jason shakes his head, grabbing Dakota's flask. "Naawww, you're Fifth Cohort, Centurion of the Dakota Walters." He looks at Reyna, who gives up trying to talk sense to them. "Aren't I right, Rey?"

Reyna groans, snatching the flask from Jason. "Whatever. Can you at least help me sign the papers, Jason?"

"Maybe lateerrr," Jason says drunkenly, slinging an arm around her. "Have a driinnkkk."

"Stop being a truant and help me out!" Reyna shouts, glaring at the confused Jason and equally stupid Dakota. "Please."

Jason huffs, but gets up. "Fine." Reyna's happy to see him looking less intoxicated. She couldn't say the same for Dakota, who was grinning at them stupidly and making kissy faces.

"Great, now follow me," she commands, opening the door. She's about to step out of the villa, when Jason says, "What's a truant?"

She whips around and sees flasks in the boys' hands again and she screams furiously.

Needless to say, Jason and Dakota stay far away from her for the next few days.

Gods, that was weird. I don't know what else to say...please read and review if you've got the time.

-DOTE