No Sugar Allowed

by MushroomWings

Dionysus's children and the Stoll brothers get into it with the Hecate cabin and the wine god is caught in the intersection. But when it seems that a happy little toddler god who acts like Chiron is his father is better than a sober, constantly angry god who only prefers playing pinochle with the centaur, can Pollux, Apollo, and Hecate bring things back to normal? NOT YAOI.

Disclaimer: Only Ale is mine. The following takes place two months before Percy disappears. Ironically I thought of this while in physics class.

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Chapter 1-"Cuteness" Doesn't Nessacarily Mean "Good"

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"Kiwon! Kiwon!" 'Kiwon' stared, dumbfounded, at the small child before him.

"What in the name of Zeus happened?" the centaur demanded.

"We, meaning me, Ale, and the Stolls, had gotten into a fight with the Hecate cabin, to make a long sotyr short," Pollux explained, grimacing. "Dad got in the middle of it."

"Come here, sweetie," Ale said, holding her arms out for the miniaturized God of Wine to crawl into. "It's OK."

"Want Kiwon," little Dionysus said, pointing to said creature."

"Here, Chiron." Ale placed him on Chiron's back. The tiny god stood up on his toes, trying to see over the immortal's shoulder.

"Dionysus, if you must clamber all over me, please try not to hurt any part of me," Chiron groaned. He turned to the campers. "As for you children, return to your cabins while I think of a proper punishment."

Grumbling, the campers obliged.

"Whoa, Chiron, I think you got a rogue demigod on you!" a voice said. Chiron turned around. Hermes, God of Travelers, stood behind him.

"I've noticed." Dionysus climbed on to Chiron's shoulders and sat there, holding his shirt so as not to fall off. Hermes grinned.

"I think he likes you."

"He thinks I'm a playground."

"Hi, Hermes!" Dionysus squealed, waving both hands excitedly. He liked Hermes.

"Hey there little bud," Hermes responded, approaching and tapping the palms with his index finger. "What's your name?"

"Dio... Die... Dennis..." Dionysus blinked. "Kiwon?"

"Dionysus," Chiron replied, pronouncing each syllable.

"Dionysus," the god replied, stammering a bit.

"What?" Hermes almost screamed after a minute of silence.

"Long story short, apparently, Dionysus's kids, two of your kids, and the Hecate cabin got in a fight and Mr. D got turned into a little kid," Chiron replied.

"Hermes," Dionysus suddenly called. "Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Hermes. Her-"

"What?" Hermes asked.

"Hi."

"Cuteness doesn't nessacarily mean good," Chiron said, smirking at the angered look on the god's face. "Farewell, Lord Hermes."

Hermes stared in shock/annoyance as the immortal horse-man carefully and slowly galloped back to the Big House, little Dionysus still sitting on his shoulders.