HAHAHAHAHA! Has NO one thought of this? HAHAHAHA!
Charlotte and Zee, since their adventure on Olympus, went to find all children of Zeus, because of the prophecy of Prometheus. Just saying.
"Hey! Charlotte! Wake-y, wake-y!"
Charlotte groaned. "GowayZee."
Zee laughed and left. "Turkey bacon!" he called.
Charlotte jolted out of bed. Her curly flaming red hair fell like a bed head waterfall over her face. She looked at her hair, realizing that the little satyr in the elevator was right—Just a touch of bed head—and she snorted in laughter. "Hey, Zee!" she called. "Don't eat all the turkey bacon!"
"Too late," her dad said, stepping in the door. Charlotte smiled at him.
"Hi, Daddy."
"Are you going to tell me where you were when you were missing?"
Charlotte pursed her lips and shook her head.
"Oh, well. The important thing is, you're safe."
Charlotte grinned. "Yep!" Oh, so far from the truth.
Sitting at the table across from Zee, the two cousins (who were really more like siblings) practiced telepathy.
Zee: Why did you sleep in?
Charlotte: What, am I not allowed to do that?
Zee: Not when Metos is coming.
Charlotte: (eyes widening) I totally forgot!
Zee: How could you forget? The Prometheans got wind of another son of Zeus! You can't exactly forget that!
Charlotte: Got wind. God, your British.
Zee rolled his eyes and left, taking his dishes to the sink, going to go get dressed.