Hello, my peeps! I'm here with my buddy, Moonie, SAY HI.

Moonie: *Terrible Aussie accent* 'ello mate, top of the mornin' to yeh.

Okay, fine, can you explain why we're writing this at 11:51 PM?

Moonie: Leo was screaming as I set fire to the rain at the top of his lungs.

Alrighty... So, we're writing this because we see ourselves as Fem! versions of Jason(Me) and Percy(Moonie). We've remembered, and done kind of stuff we can actually see them doing somewhat, so VOILA.

Moonie: *Voila*

Oh, and by the way, Im sorry for all OOCness, cause there will be ALOT. Lets just say they're drunk...?

ON VITH TEH STORY!

Butter War

The Argo II had taken alot of damage on their way to their next stop due to monsters, and unfortunately, had also managed to get Percy's room destroyed. They'd tried to figure out where he could sleep, when they realised, if he were to go with Leo, he wouldn't be able to sleep, and with the girls, well, HONESTLY. Frank and Jason had volunteered to let him stay in their room, though Piper had to remind Frank that it was his turn for Guard duty.

Currently, it was 4 AM, and dear Hera the two demigods were tired.

Percy rolled over onto his back, grabbing some Popcorn from his and Jason's bowl and looking at it. "Dude... I think I got drunk off the popcorn... Can you even spike popcorn...?"

Jason shrugged, grabbing a handful of his own. "Well, I bet you could get high off of it. Like... Mount Olympus high..."

"Isn't that the same thing?" Percy rolled over again, looking at him and shoving the popcorn in his mouth.

The son of Jupiter watched him, and somewhat smirked, "Thats nothing."

"Eh?"

Jason grabbed a large handful and shoved it in his mouth, not minding the few that fell on his shirt and bed.

"Bring it on." Percy threw a kernel at him, and shoved his own hand in his mouth.

Thus, the war began.

Jason lunged at Percy, chewing his popcorn loudly as he shoved a chunk of popcorn down Percy's Finding Nemo sleep shirt.

The hero of Olympus honestly looked ticked. "You. Didn't." He spat a kernel at his almost opposite, "accidentally" adding a few chewed up popcorn with it.

Soon enough, their small shared room had quickly turned into a Popcorn Warzone. Popcorn even managed to cover the small amount of furniture and possessions Jason had in their room. If they weren't caught up so much in the moment, it was likely they'd question where all of the stinkin' popcorn came from, since their bowl was only the size of Percy's head. (So, in Jason's opinion, it wasn't that small.)

Percy grabbed his pillow (After shaking it clear of Kernels) and used it to guard his face from the onslaught of popcorn Jason was sending at him with the wind and his own strength.

Jason walked up to him, the popcorn bowl hidden behind his back from Percy. "Percy, you know, that pillow doesn't shield all of you." He yanked the pillow down, and dumped the bowl on Percy's incredibly messy, buttery black hair, emptying out all left over kernels, popcorn, and the occasional spit covered, chewed up popcorn that had missed their target.

Jason smirked at Percy from ontop of him, about to say something, when Annabeth walked in.

"What the-" She shook her head, sighing. "I don't even want to know." And walked out.

Percy blinked, shoved Jason off of him, and started after the door. "What- no-! Grace-"

Percy stopped in his tracks, then turned around, smiling eerily at said Grace, and giggled.

Before Jason could question the giggles, he was hit in the groin by a somewhat small jet of water aiming for his groin.

"OhholyHerafrick!" Jason collapsed down to his knees, holding his vital area, then looked up grinning despite his pain. "Hey, have you been to Taco Bell before?"

Percy looked dumbfounded, "Yeah, I've been there before. My mom's gotten some when she couldn't make anything and- What are you getting at?"

"You know what they say the meat is?"

Percy looked at him, questioning the man's sanity.

"Horse meat."

Percy's eyes widened dramatically, before he joined Jason on his knees.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Jason stood up, dusting imaginary dust off of his shoulders, and a few left over popcorn shells too, and whispered in Percy's ear.

"I win."

He sashayed to the door, radiating pure sass.

"But... I ate more than you..."

Jason's victory walk to the door was interrupted by the Argo II suddenly shaking, causing him to fall on top of Percy, again, who had resumed his "NOOOOOOO"ing again.

Buford the Table came speeding up to their door, and Hedge's hologram yelled at them to, "PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!"

The sons of the gods blushed, as Percy yelled, "We have clothes on!"

"GRACE, YOU BETTER NOT BE DOING ANYTHING WITH JACKSON!" Piper bust in the door, face red, then she took in the scene. She sat there for a bit, processing, walked out, then they heard a scream of laughter and a loud THUNK as she gave in and fell to the floor, giggling her little Aphrodite shipper mind out.

They watched with almost horrified eyes as Frank came back from his Guard duty, saw them, then all of the sudden burst off running, yelling, "ANNABETTTTH!"

The two poor, poor demigods looks at each other and muttered in unison,

"Son of a War God."

Im not sure what I think of this, but hey! We were giggling the entire time... right?

Moonie: I.. Was laughing in the inside...

Sure.

Well anyways, this is MultilevelsofMusic, signing off...

Moonie: May the force be with you!