Three or four stories have been floating around with the "Percy and the Big Three kids were raised on Olympus" pattern. I liked it, and deiced to write my own twist on the theme. Naturally, some credit goes to whoever first came up with the idea. I've read so many stories like this, though, that I have no idea who did it first.

Completely AU. Percy, Thalia, and Bianca are sixteen. Nico is thirteen. Jennie is sixteen. There wasn't a great prophecy, and none of the children of the big three have ever been to camp half blood. They all live on Olympus. It is June 2012.

"Hold it horizontally now, yes, good. Now knock your arrow! No! No! No, you idiot! You hold the bow horizontally while knocking the arrow!"

I rolled my eyes. Artemis was still pretty determined to teach me archery. Apollo was leaning on a nearby tree, watching us amusedly. By the look on his face, he was probably about to win some kind of bet. I felt tempted to shoot him with the arrow. So tempting.

"Okay now. Draw the string," Artemis instructed once I finally got an arrow knocked. I raised the bow vertically, and…

"NO! Keep it horizontal!" she practically yelled.

"But in Lord of the Rings…" I started.

"Stupid mortals know nothing of archery! Keep it horizontal as you draw the string!"

I sighed and did as she instructed.

"Now slowly turn it vertically as you draw the string the rest of the way back to your eye."

"How do I-"

"Your stance, you idiot! Left foot forward, so you can bring the string back to just behind your right eye…good…that's it…now close one eye."

Bow finally in position, I squinted and got ready to let fl-

"No! Your other eye!"

Right… duh.

I held in that position as Artemis walked a circle around me, nodding in approval at my stance and form.

"Right," she said, coming back to stand beside me. "Let fly!"

I released the string and the arrow shot out of my bow. A sickening 'thud' sounded. I glanced around, wondering who I had hit this time.

Artemis, on the other hand, was staring in awe at the target that sat forty feet down range.

I glanced at it. There was… an arrow in it! Sure, barely, but still! I hit the target!

"Tha..tha…that'll b-be a hundred d-drachmas, Apollo," Artemis stammered. Ah. So there was a bet. I glanced around and didn't see the god anywhere. He must have bailed the moment I hit the target. "Gone already, is he? Oh well, he can't hide forever," she added, smiling mischievously. Uh-oh. Poor guy.

Artemis dashed off towards the city section of Olympus, yelling over her shoulder as an afterthought, "oh, and good job, Percy. And thanks." Thanks about what? Oh, I just won her a hundred drachmas.

I chuckled slightly and strode downrange towards the target to retrieve my arrow. Not paying attention, I almost tripped right into and Iris message from Zeus.

"Prince Perseus." Ugh, I hate being called Prince. "You are summoned throne room immediately."

"On my way, Lord Zeus," I said, bowing respectfully, as the message flickered and died.

I made sure my emerald-emblazoned crown was still on my head, and walked off towards the main palace, conveniently located on the other side of Olympus. This goddamn place is practically the size of Manhattan! And with no subways or cabs!

As I walked down the main avenue, I caught a glance of the unmistakable, long wavy black hair of my favorite cousin. She was tall, maybe an inch shorter than me, and was probably the most beautiful person residing on Olympus at the moment. Or so I've heard. She's my best friend, so I don't really think of her like that.

I decided to sneak up on her, which proved to be… not the best decision of my life.

I quietly picked up my pace and snuck up behind her. I put a hand lightly on her shoulder, leaned forward towards her ear, and growled, "Thalia Grace."

I'm not exactly sure what happened next, but I soon found myself on the ground, with something rubber in my face, leaning where she had been for the last few weeks. Let's just say that the soles of her shoes were very sandy.

"Heh, oops," she said, smiling. "I thought you were some creeper."

I frantically made sure my crown was still on my head, and rolled away from her. "I almost feel sorry for 'some creeper'."

She laughed and extended a hand to help me up. I accepted, and was quickly pulled into a hug. I kissed her lightly on the cheek.

'"How've ya been?" Thalia asked, pulling away and holding me at arm's length by my shoulders. "You seem taller."

"Yeah, well, I-"

"Ohh! Ohh!" squealed a high-pitched voice. I looked around, and saw a (barely clothed) woman bounding towards us. I found myself wondering why there was a slut up here. Then I realized that it was Aphrodite.

"Why is there a slut up here?" whispered Thalia, letting go of my shoulders and stepping closer to me.

"It's Aphrodite," I pointed out.

Thalia grinned. "They're not mutually exclusive." Oh! Burn!

I punched her lightly in the shoulder. "Don't let her hear you say that, or you might find yourself cursed. I can see the headlines now. 'Thalia Grace, madly in love with Percy Jackson. Aphrodite's involvement suspected'."

She was about to make a retort, but Aphrodite was already upon us.

"Ahh," Aphrodite cooed. I rolled my eyes, and so did Thalia. "The quasi-romantic tension between the two of you is just too cute! You should totally, like, start going out!"

My jaw dropped. What, was she asking for Thalia to beat her up?

Thalia got her scary mad face on, and Aphrodite cowered noticeably. I don't blame her. When Thalia gets mad, it looks like lightning is about to shoot out of those electric-blue eyes of hers.

I guess the threat of electrocution was not enough to scare off Aphrodite, so Thalia hit her wrist watch. In seconds, she was holding a fully functional replica of the Aegis. Aphrodite turned on her nine-inch heels and ran away.

I whistled loudly. "And that is exactly why I try to stay on your good side."

Thalia rolled her eyes as we continued walking. "And it has nothing to do with the fact that you've been my best friend for the last sixteen years, right?" she said sarcastically. I didn't even bother responding.

"Ya know, you're actually quite...uhm…what's the word…hot? Handsome?" Thalia ventured. I didn't see where she was going with this.

"You're not so bad yourself," I said. Talk about understatement. Of course, Thalia didn't really need anyone to tell her she looked good. She just knew. Not in an arrogant or egotistical way. She's just a strong, confident sort of person.

I glanced over at her, and realized she was looking at me… funny. I made a disgusted face and a choking noise.

Thalia shook her head. "No, that's not what I mean. We need to get you hooked up with someone. That way, Aphrodite will get off our backs."

"Oh, right. Good luck finding someone who would go out with me."

She rolled her eyes. "I wasn't kidding about the hot thing, you know. Look around you. All the nymphs here are practically ogling you," she pointed out, gesturing in example at a few dryads standing around a nearby column. I looked over there. They all blushed, giggled, and looked away.

"Wonderful," I complained. "Just what I need. More stress. I absolutely stink with girls, you know that, right?"

"You seem perfectly fine around me."

"You're my best friend. That's different. I meant that I stink in a romantic sense."

"That's true…" Thalia mused.

I rolled my eyes. "Gee, thanks for the positive support."

"Hmm… maybe we should all go take a break. A vacation would do us some good," Thalia ventured.

"We'd have to wait awhile. The Prince of Darkness still isn't back from Erebus," I said, rolling my eyes.

"What!" Thalia exclaimed. "He's been down there for months!"

"I know! He hasn't even sent an Iris message. He and Bianca could be dead for all I know."

We were jogging up the stairs to the palace by now, and Thalia pulled a silver tiara with a embedded sapphires out of her messenger bag and placed it on her head. It was a birthday gift from her father a few years ago to replace her old crown, and she hated wearing it despite the fact that it looked good on her.

The massive golden enchanted doors of the place swung open by themselves upon our approach. We strode into an entrance hall that must have been three hundred feet high, with a house-sized gold chandelier hanging from the roof.

"Percy! Thalia!" came a girl's voice. I vaguely recognized it…

"Wings? That you?" asked Thalia incredulously. I looked in the direction Thalia was looking, and saw a brown-haired girl in golden armor walking our way. No, that couldn't be Jennie. No way. Totally impossible.

"Sure is," Jen responded. I gawked. Wow, how long had it been…

Anyways, wondering why we call her 'wings?'

A pair of massive white-feathered wings spread out behind her back, and she made a running jump into the air, flapping a few times and gliding effortlessly to stand next to us. Daughter of Nike. Showoff. Because of the wings, she used to be allowed to leave that demigod camp every once in awhile to come up to Olympus for flying lessons from her mom. That's how we met her. The privileges were revoked a long time ago, though. Made me wonder why she was up here.

"It's been awhile, hasn't it?" she asked.

"Let's see…we were all ten last time we met…six years…so, yeah. Awhile," summarized Thalia.

"Your wings have gotten bigger," I observed.

"Well of course they have," Jen said irately. "I've gotten bigger. And the wings are just like extra limbs."

"I meant, like, in proportion to you. Your wingspan is now twice your height, now," I elaborated.

She nodded happily. Yeah

"I still can't get used to seeing the whole flying thing, even though I hang out with your mom just about every day up here." I checked my watch. "I'm supposed to meet her and Apollo in the main arena in an hour for some dueling, actually. This meeting up here had better go quick."

"She still kicking your ass?" Jen asked.

I smirked. "We're about even now, actually."

"Though he still can't shoot worth a damn," mentioned Thalia.

"Actually," I said, as the doors to the throne room swung open, "I managed to hit the target this morning during one of my lessons with Artemis."

"You di-" started Thalia. I quickly shushed her and pointed in front of us. We had reached the throne room.

"Perseus Jackson, Thalia Grace, Prince and Princess of Olympus," announced Hermes. "Jennie Alderman, Daughter of Nike, Head of the Nike Cabin, Temporary Liaison from Camp Half Blood."

The three of us walked up to Zeus and bowed respectfully.

"Rise," he ordered. We stood.

"Ms. Alderman has conveyed a message to us from Chiron at Camp Half Blood. There has been an influx of new demigods. He has neither the time, nor the resources, nor enough experienced fighters to train them all," Zeus announced. "As such, he has requested that Prince Jackson and Princess Grace go to camp to assist in the training."

I was absolutely ecstatic. Aside from trips to Erebus, Atlantis, or the Royal Vacation Site at Montauk beach, we were almost never allowed to leave Olympus. Hell, I wasn't even allowed to meet my mom! And truth be told, I didn't really like Olympus. Nothing ever happened up here. And I mean nothing. Even the parties got boring after awhile.

It soon became difficult to resist jumping in joy. Thalia noticed, and clamped a strong hand on my right shoulder to hold me down.

"Why such an increase in newcomers?" asked Thalia. Idiot! I felt like screaming. Don't look a gift horse in the mouth! Don't look a gift horse in the mouth!

Zeus sighed. "Over 12 years ago-12 years and six months to be exact, actually-what happened?"

"Uh… the turn of the century?" I guessed.

"More than that. It was the year 2000. The turn of the millennia," Zeus said. Now I saw where this was going.

"We had one of our largest parties ever," Zeus continued, "and Dionysus mixed a particularly…potent drink." He glared at the wine god, who shrugged. "Anyways, a lot of us got completely drunk and went out and, well, you know." I could have sworn I saw an ashamed blush tint the King God's cheeks.

"Oh," is all I could say.

"So, Alderman will show you the way down there," Zeus informed us. "Be on your best princely behavior. And try not to kill anyone. Not even the more experienced fighters there are anywhere near as powerful as you two."

"When to we leave?" I asked.

Right now, said a familiar voice. In my head.

"Blackjack!" I cried happily. A great black Pegasus came striding into the throne room.

"Aw, now who they gonna get to clean up all that doo?" complained Ares.

"Maybe you," shot Athena.

"How's Thalia going to get there," I asked, as Jennie, Thalia, and I exited the throne room.

I brought my girlfriend along. Meet Firestorm, said Blackjack, pointing out the open place doors with his left wing.

I looked up. An elegant reddish brown Pegasus came swooping in through the tall double doors.

Hello, handsome, she said.

Hi, responded Blackjack.

Not you, idiot. I was talking to the son of Poseidon. Why would I call you handsome? Firestorm elaborated.

I turned to Blackjack. "I thought you said she was your girlfriend."

Well, I may have exaggera-

You said WHAT? I'm so gonna kill you, Blackjack, Firestorm mentally yelled.

"Ooh, rejected!" I said.

Shut up, responded Blackjack, dodging a swipe from Firestorm's talons.

I laughed loudly.

"Am I missing something here?" asked Thalia.

"It's complicated. But this is Firestorm," I pointed at the reddish brown Pegasus as she took another swipe at Blackjack. "She's your ride to CHB."

"Cool," said Thalia approvingly. "You go, girl!" she added, as Firestorm knocked Blackjack over with a body slam.

"Alright, that's enough," I said, helping Blackjack to his feet. "Mount your Pegasus and take to the skies." I turned to Jennie. "Can you keep up with a Pegasus?"

She flexed her wings experimentally. "It'll be tiring, but I can try."

I mounted Blackjack and made sure Thalia was securely atop Firestorm. "Good. Take it easy you two," I told the Pegasuses. Pegasi? "Don't want to leave Jennie in the dust."

You're the boss, responded Blackjack.

Okay, Firestorm said as we launched into the sky. And the proper term is Pegasi.

Ad there you go. Between the other fanfic I'm writing, Rule the Waves (which you should read and review), and the actual book I'm writing, I've got my hands full. I'll try to update soon, though, if you all like it. Review please!