A/N: Okay guys, I'm sorry. I have no idea what the heck this is. But can I just make absolutely clear, THIS IS A CRACK FIC. YOU SHOULDN'T TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY IF YOU VALUE YOUR SANITY. Also, it's set before the soul-crushing ending to MoA, in that happy little bubble of time that seems only to exist in fanfics, where the seven are aboard the Argo II without having to dodge angry Romans, Shrimpzilla, etc. or feel all that pressured that Nico has less than a week to live. So, um, yeah. More A/N at the end regarding updates, etc. Now, for the OOCness...

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson... Annabeth does. ;) OR DOES SHE? WHO CAN TELL IN THIS FIC? (NB: This witty disclaimer wasn't my idea. I don't plagiarise! I just tacked on the all caps bit.)

Couple-Swap

or

Bored on the Argo II

Covered in grease, Leo stumbled onto the deck of the Argo II, blinking owlishly in the sunlight. He was dimly aware that he probably should have slept at some point in the last 24 hours, instead of tweaking the engine for an unhealthy amount of time, but none of that was important any more. He had ventured out of the bowels of his creation because the most bewildering sound had penetrated down even to the engine room.

He supposed he should be used to strange occurrences by now, but, then again, it's not often you hear someone shout, "Not my blue coke, you cretin!" followed by the sounds of a scuffle and a strangled yelp. So, he had come out to investigate. Only to find the ship deserted.

Alarm bells began ringing like crazy in Leo's head, but, before anything more than his hair could catch on fire, he heard voices. Friendly, demigod voices, coming from the direction of the mess hall. Releasing a breath he hadn't realised he'd been holding, he lurched towards the sound.

The other residents of the ship, six very powerful demigods and one very aggressive satyr, were slouched round the table, staring despondently into space. Occasionally a conversation would spring to life, only to die down as quickly as it had been created. They had been this way for most of the morning.

"Yo," slurred the tired son of Hephaestus. "Wassup?"

"Nothing," replied Hazel.

"That's the whole problem," chipped in Annabeth.

"We're bored," said Coach Hedge. "There's nothing to kill. What's wrong with the world if there's nothing to kill?"

Jason gave a half-hearted chuckle at that. "The most action we've seen today was when Percy picked a fight with Buford." Percy let out a groan, not raising his head from its place on the tabletop.

"He tried to seal my coke! What was I supposed to do?" came the grumbling reply.

"I know!" cried Frank suddenly, in a completely out of character gesture that somehow triggered everyone else to become out of character as well, "Let's all do a... wait for it... a GIRLFRIEND SWAP! YOU KNOW, LIKE A MIX 'N' MATCH WITH COUPLES!" Piper immediately sprang to her feet, but the disgusted and disbelieving outbursts that would have followed were suddenly stifled, as whatever foul OOC magic that had infected Frank spread to the rest of them.

"Are you kidding?! That's..." she trailed off uncertainly as her eyes got unfocused "...a great idea, guys! Totally awesome! Let's get started..."

A/N: Aaah! What will happen?! Oh, and, just a heads up, I have noticed in the past that crack-fics are generally funnier when they're not as... shall we say, polished as this little intro (which really wasn't that polished anyway). Dunno. What do you think I should do? Where do you think I should go with this random piece of 'holy - WHAT did I just read'? Just drop me a review, 'cuz honestly, The next update will probably be the next time I'm meant to be doing homework. :3

But who knows? Reviews are motivation! *nudge nudge wink wink* Until next time, then. Stay awesome! :D