Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson… and I also don't own Harry Potter because they're the crew they weren't really counted though!

Chapter 1:

A girl paced the almost empty room for possibly the hundredth time that minute… perhaps a bit longer. Deciding that although it was the beginning of her – hopefully successful – show, she thought it would be better to decline the horrid dress they'd tried to force her into and instead simply wear jeans and a lime green shirt.

Honestly, what was wrong with that?

"Ok, bring me the dares, and where are the twins? And better yet, where are Remus and Sirius? They're supposed to be helping me, I mean the show is only supposed to start in 5 minutes!" the same girl with the lime green shirt complained to the closest person, who just happened to be Ginny.

"Relax Adidas" the other girl flinched, her parents had lost it, naming her after a shoe brand.

"HOW CAN I RELAX GINNY? This is the first show! What if I fall over, or look like a fool! Connor Stoll, Apollo and Hermes are going to be there! If I make a fool of myself I'll never live it down!" sighing for a second she realized what she did. "Swear not to tell anyone Gin, swear it or I'll personally rip your throat out!"

"Adidas, calm down a bit. The twins, Remus, Sirius and Ron have gone for a lunch break and Harry's still asleep"

"A lunch break; at 3 o'clock in the morning… WHO HAS A LUNCHBREAK AT THREE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING"

"They do, plus the contract says we get to have an hour for lunch break, but because you insist on waking us this early, 3am will do for lunch break… just means they don't get breakfast!"

"Ok"

"Are you sure you don't want to wear the dress?" a voice called from what appeared to be off stage.

"HIDE ME!"

Seemingly ages later everyone seemed to be present.

"All right we're live in-"

"You're sure you don't want to wear the dress?"

"5, 4, 3, 2" most likely Fred stopped in an attempt to make the entire thing sound a lot more dramatic.

"1" George cut in quickly.

"Hey! I'm Adidas and welcome to The Percy Jackson Truth or Dare Show!" there was a quick pause for that dramatic star wars music to be played. "Well… anyway; this is my wonderful co-host for today, Ginny Weasley"

"Hi, today's our first show so, obviously, our contestants *cough*victims*cough* have no idea what's happening! Wish us luck, and I truly hope we aren't blasted to smithereens"

"You've been watching too many spy movies Gin" Adidas muttered before forcing on a smile and clicking, when in the exact same moment quite of lot of people appeared in a cage. "Hello, as I mentioned earlier I'm Adidas and that's Ginny… so welcome to the Percy Jackson Truth or Dare show!"

"What show?" a guy shrieked.

"The Percy Jackson Truth or Dare show! Anyway, we were able to get Adidas to read that book… um… the lost hero!"

"The what?" somebody asked.

"It's a long story… 553 pages with that soft cover one… to be exact" Adidas always seemed to have the weirdest moments to show off her geeky side… but that was part of the reason she agreed to run the show that would probably be the death of her.

"Alright then…"

"Yes well, you Gods can't do anything because you're caged; so you have two options 1. End my show my saying no and being trapped in there for the rest of your eternity watching your children decompose, or 2. Swear on the river sticks-"

"Styx" Ginny corrected.

"Whatever… the river Styx that you'll participate willingly in my show!" eventually they seemed to all agree… which surprised most of the crew enormously, and sadly all half-bloods and Gods were let out of the cage.

"Well then… to any if not all viewers… the rules are relatively simple" Ginny started. "Send in all truths and dares, but do remember virgin Goddesses remain virgin Goddesses and Hera isn't able to cheat on Zeus!"

"Alright this is after the Battle of the labyrinth just so you know the timing. Other than that, truths and dares to any of the other people from Olympus, Hades, or camp half-blood, people in titans army, Beckendorf has been revived for the sake of this, Rachel is joining us and…" Adidas suddenly stopped. "WHAT? THIS HAS GOT TO BE A MISTAKE"

"What?" Ginny asked innocently… too innocently… Adidas started whispering something in her ear furiously.

"Actually, it's in your contract"

"Contract… I didn't sign a contract!"

"Actually you did when you took over the show, see"

"You don't even know your contract?"

"Shut up Annabeth, they told me almost everything about it and then told me that they'd explained all the important stuff… but honestly… where did it say… that?"

"There, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there, there" Ginny was pointing to at least 13 places on each page, and the pile had to have at least 30 pages.

"Ok! I get the point… you get to say that bit though"

"Right, you're also able to send truths and dares which involve the host in any way or just send some for the host to make sure she has a more prominent roll! Other than that, you can send a punishment-"

"Torture form" Adidas added in quickly.

"Yes, a punishment in case they refuse to do the dare, and if not it automatically turns into the version were they have to take off a piece of clothing not including jewellery!"

"So hope you like the first show and… send in whatever you've got, no matter what, especially embarrassing stuff!" Adidas attempted to conclude.

"Definitely"

"Especially if it's for the lovely host"

"FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" Adidas ran off stage to where the voices and laughter seemed to come from, shortly followed my yelps of pain.

"Well, that concludes today's show, tune in next time!"