I DO NOT OWN PJO OR HOO

Percy's POV:
Today was the craziest day of my life. You see my name is Percy Jackson, I'm prince of Oceania. My father, Poseidon, and mother, Sally, are king and queen. Overall I have 6 brothers and 1 cousin who all love as an extra brother, we're a big family. I'm the third eldest and heir to the throne. Why? Well the eldest is my cousin Charlie, and although he is part of the family he is not eligible for the throne, the 2nd oldest, my brother Nico said he didn't want the throne since he was able to talk so now I'm stuck with it when my parents retire.

On with the story, you see my brothers Jason and Leo turned 18 two months ago and our parents began to act weird and edgy. At first I thought it was because we were now all of age but we were wrong. Today during breakfast they told us the news we all dreaded to hear. While we were eating Dad cleared his throat.

"I do not know if you have all noticed our strange behavior these past few weeks?" We all nodded. "Well we have some news to tell you..." he leaves the sentence hanging, my mom sighs and tells us.

"You're getting married." She groans. I laugh now that I remember our reactions, it made me want to get a camera because we all looked hilarious. Nico had been in the process of eating toast and when his mouth fell open the chewed toast fell to the table, Charlie's milk was pouring on his lap because he was drinking it but stopped when he heard the news, Grover had his fork halfway to his mouth and the scrambled eggs that was on it had long fallen off, Travis was adding a little too much cream into his coffee, Chris had a spoon in his mouth and appeared to be frozen, Jason had his mouth opened with his cup halfway to his mouth, and Leo stopped putting strawberry jam on his toast. I didn't see my reaction but I was willing to bet my Yamaha Alba 110 2011 that it was just like my brothers.

"We're what?" Travis yelled.

"Getting married. I'm very sorry boys. Do not blame us, it was before even I and your mother were born. You see your great-grandfather made a deal with his brother-in-law that his great grandsons will marry the brother-in-law's great-granddaughter. They decided that it was best that the 2 empires would be stronger united one day. They both specified that when you all turned of age you will get married." We all broke from our trance and began yelling. My mom stood up and cleared her throat.

"Boys! Sit down and listen!" We all gulped and sat down. "Now I know you are not happy about this little...situation-"

"What gave it away?" Chris asks darkly. My mom glares at him.

"Anyways, I know it might not be the best thing in the world but I expect you all to be in your best behavior on friday." She glares at Nico, Chris, Jason, and me personally.

"Why?" Grover asks

"That's when they will be arriving." She says

"But that's only in 2 days!" Jason whines.

"Yes I know. So please I want you all nice and clean by 3 o'clock sharp by the main hallway to receive them. Understood?"

"Sheez, mom a little faith here! We're not 4 year olds." Charlie says grinning.

"Sometimes you act like ones." Dad says.

"Look who's talking? The man who wrestled me for the toy in the cereal box last week." Travis snickers and Dad blushes.

"Who are we getting married to anyway?" I asked.

"The 8 princesses of Athens." Mom answered.

"Of course they're 8 of 'em. Anyways I'm out. I need to clear my head of all this crap." Nico said standing up.

We all left after that. I headed for the beach to surf. I was thinking all of this through as I rode a wave. Crud! I'm getting married! It went through my brain and I fell off the board.

Nico's POV:
I left to the garage in a daze. Crud, crud, crud! I'm getting flippin' married! Thanks a lot gramps, I grumbled as I worked on my black Lamborghini. I can't believe I was getting hooked up with a chick I didn't even know. I mean we're in the freaking 21st century. I sigh and continue changing the oil. What the flip else can go wrong? Crap! Oil fell in my shoes, my brand new navy blue converse! Life hates me!

Chris' POV:
I sigh as I punch my boxing bag. This really sucks. I cannot get it through my head that I'm getting married! Me and married just don't go together. I growl and punch it a little too hard and it swings back and hits me in the stomach. I roll over in pain and try to get my breath back. This is really messed up! I curse faith in all the languages that Paul, our tutor, has been teaching us. I stand up and punch the bag one last time and leave still cursing.

Charlie's POV:
I can't believe this. Why would you do this grandpa? I ask to the sky. I let out a huff of air and continue with the bracelet I had just started making. I began making a bracelet that looked to be made out of roses. It was gold and silver and I was a quarter of the way done with it. I sighed, whoever of the girls this bracelet fits will marry me. Might as well do it by chance since I really didn't get to choose who I will be spending the rest of my life with.

Grover's POV:
Where the heck am I going again? I look around and find myself on my way to my room. I shrug and continue towards it. Once inside I lean on a wall and sink to the floor. I look at the ceiling and pray this goes well. I mean, I'm pretty sure it'll take us all about- what 2 days- to kill each other. I laugh darkly. Thanks grandpa, this should be fun; yeah right! I rub the back of my neck, married? Oh gods help us!
Travis' POV:
I paced outside on the east garden. I sigh and growl to the sky. This sucks bad! Why in the world would they tell us during breakfast that we're getting married? Don't they know breakfast is the most important meal of the day? I mean I'm pretty sure we would of taken it better if they had told us during lunch or dinner, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOO they had to tell us during breakfast! I didn't even get to finish my toast! Gosh, I sound like a little kid. I rub the back of my neck and suddenly I get an amazing idea. I grab my phone and text my bros. At least something good came out of this mess!

Jason's POV:
I wish gramps was still alive. I think as I get on Remus, my horse. That way I could kill 'im for what I 'm going through right now. I am a millimeter apart from having a hysteric attack. I rode Remus through the forest. This is not good. Me and Leo only got 2 months of freedom. 2 months of not being told what to do or where to go and now all that is going down the toilet! My phone vibrates in my pocket and I see I got a text from Travis. I open it and read, a grin spreading through my face. 'dudes the only good thing bout this whole mess is... bachelor party! ill get the stripers!' Of course he'll think of a good thing in all this mess. 'im in ill buy the food get hot stripers' I reply. I sigh and look up just in time to get knocked off Remus by a freaking ranch. I groan and get up slowly. That does it, this is the WORST day ever!

Leo's POV:
Crap! I repeat a ton of curse words in different languages as I pace around in my room. Okay, don't panic, don't panic, I keep telling myself. The only languages I can speak fluently are Spanish, French, Portuguese, and German. Well I think I can run away to Mexico, I can even maybe convince the others to run away with me and... woa! What the heck am I thinking? I can run away even if I wanted to, I'll break my parents heart and it's just not right. I sigh and plop down on my bed. Calm down, Leo. Just relax and... dangit! I take my phone out of my pocket and open Travis' message. I grin and reply. 'im so there ill bring anything get HOT stripers!' This will be... interesting, I guess you can say that.

Okay so as some of you may have noticed, this is the exact same story as the one slytherindaughterofhephaestus posted here on FF a few years ago. Well I PMed her and asked if I could adopt it. She said yes, so, here I am with the story! Also, I believe I removed any curse words but if you see one tell me and I will revise and re update!

Credit to slytherindaughterofhephaestus

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