AN: Ingot inspiration for this when I was trying to remember if I got all the Olympians Roman names right. I looked on Wikipedia and it showed the various Olympians either stark or near naked and I thought 'I didn't need that...' So obviously I wrote a fanfic about it.

Percy ran out of the museum screaming bloody murder with Annabeth right behind his, trying vainly to stop him from reaching Mount Olympus.

She obviously didn't reach her goal.

Percy put his hand out to the clerk and when the clerk lazily looked at him like he was nothing he formed a giant trident of water in his hands and pointed it threateningly, ceasing his screams for the time being.

Just as he got in the godly elevator, Annabeth burst through the doors.

"Don't you dare!"

"No! You can't make me learn nor can you make me go back to that disgusting place of unclothed knowledge!" He paused, "And stop saying confusing words to make me say nor! I don't like it!"

And with that the doors closed with a pleasant 'ding!' As the elevator brought the teen screaming hell to all,apying no heed to the pleasant backround elevator music.

'The children outside are all laughing under the perfect skies...'

"YOU DONT EVEN REALIZE HOURE CHILDREN HAVE TO GO TO THOSE PLACES!"

'A choir of angels strike a chord and raise their voices...'

"CANT YOU FREAKING SEE WHAT IS GOING ON DOWN THERE!?"

'Ding!'

And so the minor gods and goddesses of Olympus had a little bit of a surprise to see their saviour on multiple occasions screaming bloody Tartarus on the Olympians as he ran through their magical home.

Percy burst through the doors of the Throne Room interrupting Hades and Demeter's argument about Cereal and Daugher-napping.

"Why are you here son?" Poseidon asked calmly trying to distract his son's attention so he could de-materialize the water circling his feet.

"DONT YOU CALM ME!" Raged the boy "HAVE YOU NOT SEEN YOUR'E STATUES!?"

The gods and goddesses each said yes and mumbles of,

"I think I look good in them"

"I should write a haiku about how awesome i look in my statues.."

And "I look amazing! Although I would look better with cereal in hand..."

Were heard.

"YOURE FRIGGIN NAKED! YOUR CHILDREN HAVE TO GO TO MUSEUMS PEOPLE! WE HAVE TO ENDURE THE PAIN OF READING ENGLISH AND LEARNING ALREADY AND NOW YOU WANT TO SCAR US WITH YOURE ANCIENT NUDITY!"

"Ehh... What?"

"YOUR CHILDREN DONT WANT TO SEE YOU NAKED! BLOW THE STATUES UP OR SOMETHING! FLASH ON SOME FLANNEL AND JEANS I DON'T CARE JUST MAKE THE PAIN STOP! ESPECIALLY YOU DAD!"

The teen went on raging until his girlfriend gagged him and bound his limbs.

After asking her mother for the correct tools, including a silver wagon that Percy was now in, she looked at the gods and said solemnly, "Though Percy's right. I don't need to see any of you nude. I made the statues up here fully clothed for a reason."

And so with that she carted the bound, muffled, screaming, Saviour of Olympus to Camp Half-Blood.