Well, hello there readers!

Fighter1357 is back on the PJO Fandom. Of course, I'll still be on YJ and such, but either way; I BE BACK! My writing has slightly improved since I've last been seen on here, so Yay! It's been awhile so if the characters are out of, well, character, my apologies! Sorry ahead of time!

Anyway, this is the de-aging fic I was talking about before in another story. It's a two-shot but I've been told before that I can pull off a one-shot de-aging fic before, and I have I guess. But two-shot will be easier. to write and won't feel to rushed, so a two-shot it is!

Setting: CHB. HoO never happened.

Disclaimer: T.T Consider this disclaimed.

So, without further ado; the story you've all been waiting for! My little Demigod!


"Death Breath!"

"Pinecone face!"

"Oh, you did not just called me Pinecone face!"

"Oh, I think I did!"

Percy Jackson, the infamous yet still with the good guys Son of Poseidon, sighed deeply as he heard his cousin's approaching his cabin. It was, oh about 10:57 in the morning, but he was still a burlap sack at that time and really didn't want to deal with angry cousins. Especially not those two, as they were 'big three'. The results of the last conundrum were still being cleaned up and the Aphrodite cabin still had little Skelton bones sticking up from the roof; which also had a burnt hole in it by the way. To say the least, they took the worst of it.

His head rolled back onto his pillow and he stared up at the ceiling, waiting for the banging on his door. Last time it had been Thalia banging on it and he had to get a new one, as she charred the first one. He had liked that door too.

Frankly, he didn't want to know what they were arguing about but it couldn't be good. No one except he, Annabeth and Nico called her Pinecone face. It was only meant in a joking manner; as was Seaweed brain and Death Breath but you didn't call her it when she was angry, it annoyed her to no end. He didn't mind Seaweed brain, as long as it was only his girlfriend and his cousins and then, just like Thalia, you'd have a not-to-pleased child of the big three.

BANG, BANG, BANG!

His door fell to the ground with a loud crash and he heard a muttered oops but then stomping and someone pulling him to the floor. "GET UP SEAWEED BRAIN!"

He groaned and propped himself on his elbows, rubbing his eyes with his free hand and glaring at the two cousins standing in front of him. Thalia was already dressed and Nico was too. Of course, Percy was only in his boxer-shorts and was free of his shirt, leaving him bare-chested in front of a hunter; this also left all the scars from previous battles showing up on his tan skin. He really didn't want to know what Artemis would do if she new he was in front of Thalia like this, especially in his bedroom.

"Why couldn't you go to Annabeth?" he whined, staring up at them with wary sea green eyes.

"You're alone in this cabin, we wouldn't have woken anyone up," Thalia admitted, grinning down at him. He glared at them both, becoming serious.

"So, you're yelling didn't wake up the whole camp at all? Wow."

"Shut up, Perce and help us figure this out!" Nico complained, giving the seventeen year old before him a pout. Percy stared at him incredulously, as if he couldn't believe that Nico believed that the pout would work on him. Apparently, he did believe that it would work, because he continued doing it; all the while ignoring Thalia's disgusted look and Percy's bored one.

"Telling me to shut up won't get me on your side."

"Ha!" Thalia laughed triumphantly, and pumped a fist through the air. Now, Percy turned to glare at her like she was stupid and she froze, staring down at him blankly.

"And neither will knocking down my door. Go figure it out yourselves," he growled and picked himself up, grabbing onto the bed with a firm grip and pulling himself to sit on it. He glared at him while they stared at him blankly.

"I don't even want to know what the problem is in the first place. I don't care. I'm sick of it and, frankly, I've had enough. Please, set my door back in it's proper position as you leave, I want to get at least thirty more minutes of sleep if that would be nice, thank you very much."

They both stared at him with completely blank expressions, never having been blown off my their kind-hearted cousin. Normally he would try and help, as to get the yelling to stop, but this time it seemed as if he'd lost his patience. His eyes had that look that said 'if you don't leave, I'll pull a Thalia on you and make you leave'. Nico nodded in response and stepped out, still slightly shocked by how Percy had reacted to them.

Thalia smiled toward her cousin apologetically and backed out, picking up the door and placing over the sunlight that streamed through. He sighed and rubbed his eyes before once more collapsing on the bed, snoring before he hit the pillow.

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Thalia sighed as she let a bow fly lose. The silhouette she was aiming at was filled with holes from her arrows, three times on the neck and twice in the forehead. A few more littered it's chest but she wasn't satisfied until it was ripped to shreds.

"Pretending it's me?" a voice asked behind her. She spun around, two arrows knocked toward the intruder. Percy lifted his hands up in defense, not even bothering to take out Riptide and defend himself, knowing that the huntress wouldn't shoot.

"Percy?" she asked, lowering her recurve bow to get a better look at the son of Poseidon. He was wearing some simple khakis and a white t-shirt with sandals, his beaded necklace hung around hi neck. Percy chuckled and moved forward to stand next to her.

"No, it's Nico. Hey, about this morning-"

She nearly laughed. Of course he'd apologize about that; not being able to stand being mean to his friends. Sometimes she was glad he was so loyal but sometimes it annoyed the crap out of her. Right now she was glad. An angry or grudge holding Son of Poseidon was almost worse than an angry child of Zeus or Hades; Poseidon's temper was very well known and everyone knew Percy had it too, though he was slightly better at controlling it. Just a tad.

"Hey, look, it's no big deal Seaweed brain-" now he knew she was fine, "- and you're right, we should solve our own problems."

"Really?" he chuckled, "then did you guys figure it out?"

She let an arrow lose, hitting the heart. "Nope."

"'Course you didn't."

"Shut up-"

"Guys, cabin counselor meeting right now! Chiron wants to discuss something," Lou Ellen said, walking in to the archery range and pointing toward the big house with a small smile on her face. Percy and Thalia looked at each other and nodded.

They ran toward the Big House and entered, seeing all the counselors situated around the table made them feel slightly bad for not remembering. Muttering apologies, each took their seat. Nico rolled his eyes at Thalia, probably because she was late, and then promptly smiled in Percy's direction; both grinned dryly toward him and Thalia's fists clenched under the ping-pong table. Percy gave a smile toward Annabeth, who smiled back toward her boyfriend beaming at him.

Chiron glanced at the two and then nodded a thanks toward Lou Ellen. He cleared his throat and began to speak, "Well, as you know, we've been planning on adding a few things to our lovely summer camp. We'll be adding-" he froze and stared at something, looking slightly annoyed and tired of whatever it was. Everyone turned to see what he was staring at. Annabeth was smiling wildly at him, fingering a sheet of papers that were stacked up on the ping-pong table; they were most likely drawings that she had made and it seemed she wanted to tell the things she wanted to added. Chiron smiled dryly and Clarisse gave out a very lout huff of annoyance. Travis, who was sitting next to her, grinned in mock support.

"Uh, may I do the honors Chiron?" she asked sheepishly, smiling at him and flashing grey, stormy eyes.

"Annabeth, it would be, er, easier…"

A flash of light burst into the room and everyone immediately shielded their eyes from it, honestly; no one wanted to disintegrate today.

"Hel-lo!" A familiar voice said and everyone, minus Chiron and a certain girl, groaned. Aphrodite stood in the doorway. She wore to be what seems a 1950's dress, one with an outward skirt and flare-y shirt. The shoulders puffed slightly and it was tight against her chest. The shirt was a t-shirt and a cherry red color. The skirt was checkered and a white, floppy sun hat covered her blonde, curled up hair. He heels were much to high to be that of the 1940s or 50s and were the same cherry red as the shirt.

"I was bored, so I decided to visit you demi-gods!" she exclaimed, walking into the room, her heels clacking against the wooden floors. She waved a small hand and offered a big smile, bowing slightly toward them.

"Great," someone muttered sarcastically but the goddess of love and beauty grinned.

"I know, right? I want some fun and you demigods are just full of unbridled amusement!"

"Oh," Clarisse moaned, "glad to know we're so useful."

The goddess scowled in her direction and rolled her eyes, flipping the curls that fell into her eyes with a manicured hand.

"Uh, what's with 40's-50's gig mom?" Drew asked, staring at her mother warily. Aphrodite grinned at her daughter and clasped her hands together.

"I'm feeling old fashioned today. And to Miss La Rue, quiet, your father is being annoying today and I don't want to see you, now… who should I have some fun with?"

Her eyes danced around the table and the demigods squirmed uncomfortably as she looked them over with wary eyes. She would shake her head and then move on to the next kid, mumbling about imperfection. Each would then let out a sigh of contained relief and seemed to relax a bit as she passed.

She stopped at Nico who stiffened immediately, his muscles tensed and one could tell that if she chose him he would spring to the nearest shadow and travel to gods only know where.

"No," she said outright and bluntly. The Son of Hades didn't even take offence to it and sunk down in his chair with an audible sigh of relief. She moved onto Thalia, simply staring at the girl and then moved to Percy.

"Oh, Perseus Jackson! I choose you, step out here! I think you need… a new look," Aphrodite cooed, clasping her hands together and tilting her head with a pout, blonde curls falling onto her face with a little bounce. Percy stared at her and almost groaned; suppressing it, her stood up and walked to where Seymour was, standing only a few feet away from the animal head. The head growled, but recognizing Percy it did nothing to him.

"Good, now… how are we going to change your appearance?" she mused, leaning backward and inspecting the boy over with a critical eyes. Percy shifted uncomfortably and fingered Riptide in his pocket, like he was ready to whip it out and attack the beauty goddess. The goddess's clothing flickered and suddenly she was in jeans and a floral t-shirt, white stilettos had replaced the red ones and the hat was gone, leaving blonde, golden curly hair to fall from the hat and bobby-pins that had originally kept it up.

Overall, she looked like a mom that went super-model somewhere in her thirties and/or late twenties. Drew sighed audibly and stared at her mother admirably, while all the others gagged or stared at her with wide eyes (the boys).

"Uh, thank you very much Lady Aphrodite; but I like the way I look just fine," Percy said, gesturing to what he was wearing. Annabeth nodded quickly, not wanting the goddess to do anything to him. She was biting her lip but was slightly glad that it was this Olympian that came in and not, oh, perhaps Ares…

Aphrodite laughed and waved a hand dismissively toward him. "Oh no! Of course not! You know what?" she grinned, "I have the perfect thing for you! This'll be fun! Question!: How was your childhood?"

Percy deadpanned. Everyone did, even Chiron could not see where she was going with this.

"Uh, what?"

"Answer the question Sweetie."

"Oh… good?"

"Hmmm, that doesn't sound so reassuring. I have it! I can fix it!"

She moved forward and grabbed Percy by his arm, pulling him toward the staircase.

Annabeth jumped up, looking flustered and furious. "Wait! What are you doing to him? Sending him back to the past?"

Aphrodite laughed and shook her head, obviously finding the idea amusing. Annabeth's face flushed red and she watched helplessly as Aphrodite dragged her boyfriend up some stairs for some makeover that was bound to end horribly. Thalia sent her an apologetic look, though both new it was Percy who should have been getting that look.

It was silent as they waited for something to happen. No sounds, no mystic lights, no yelling and no explosions. That meant either good and/or bad things. Good: Percy jumped out the window and was making a run for it. Bad: Well… it meant that it was done deal and the "makeover" was already over with and the goddess was just antagonizing them to no end.

Clarisse sighed, and glanced at Chiron, "Do we seriously have to wait? It's only Prissy and I have better things to do."

Everyone glared at her and the centaur replied back bluntly, "Yes."

She scowled and let her head fall on to the ping-pong table with a thump. Someone jumped and fell out of their seat, no doubt having fallen Daughter of Ares gave a loud sigh and Katie Gardner, who was sitting next to her, turned to the girl gave her a silly face.

Suddenly, Aphrodite came to the stairs grinning at them with the brightest, whitest smile that one could have. Honestly, it was blinding.

Annabeth jumped up, her eyes searching for Percy, when not finding him, she snarled, "Where is he?"

Aphrodite grinned and pointed up stairs with a bright pink manicured nail. "Up there, he'll wake up in a few… I think he'll have his memories…"

Everyone stared at her with wide eyes.

"What," Annabeth hissed, taking a threatening step forward, "do you mean 'think he'll have his memories'?"

"Well, you'll see!" she exclaimed, grinning and moving to where Chiron was standing.

There was a thump upstairs and everyone's head snapped toward the ceiling and Annabeth cursed herself for not having x-ray vision. There was nothing and then the stairs began to creak, showing that someone was walking down the staircase. Everyone held their breath, warily watching the stair for Percy to come down.

They did not expect, however, a boy of about eight years old to walk down. He froze when he saw them, staring at them with wide and scared sea green eyes. Everyone stared at him open mouthed and wide eyed. Annabeth let out a small choke and Drew gave a coo at how adorable the boy was.

And then, "CRAZY KIDNAPPERS!" he made a lunge for the door, bursting out and running as fast as he could. They didn't know that someone had stopped him and was holding the struggling kid with a really confused expression. No one moved a muscle, all turning to Aphrodite in the split second.

"YOU DE-AGED HIM!" Annabeth squeaked/yelled, her voice rising to a high pitch. The goddess sighed and frowned.

"Yes."

"Wait," Nico said slowly, standing up, "he said 'crazy kidnappers'. That mean no memories."

Annabeth's eyes widened and she whipped out her knife, turning in Aphrodite's direction and narrowing her eyes dangerously. Aphrodite grinned shyly, taking a cautious step back.

"Oh, look at the time; I have somewhere to be that isn't here!" and with that she was gone with in a flash. Oh, and a flash of light too.

"Come on, let's go get him," Annabeth growled, stomping out of the door with everyone following. Of course, she stopped short, not expecting the sight she was greeted with.

"Lord Poseidon?" she squeaked.

He turned to look at her, obviously not amused at Percy tried to tug away from the man who was grasping his arm. "What happened?"


Well then… yeah… this should be interesting.

Anyway, it's a two-shot and at the most a three shot. I've been thinking about this for awhile and just had to do it. So, here it is.

Review please!