Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Percy Jackson, but I do own this idea. Unless Rick had this whole thing planed all along. If that happens, I don't own it.

Lightning Thief

Argus's POV

I was driving Percy, Annabeth, and Grover to the city for their quest when Percy and Annabeth had a talk.

Annabeth sighed. "How many reasons do you want? One time my mom caught Poseidon with his girlfriend in Athena's temple, which is hugely disrespectful. Another time, Athena and Poseidon competed to be the patron god of the city of Athens. Your dad created some stupid saltwater spring for his gift. My mom created the olive tree. The people saw her gift was better, so they named the city after her."

"They must really like olives." Percy said.

"Oh, forget it."

"Now if she invented the pizza- that I could understand."

"I said, forget it!"

I smiled. I didn't say anything but the eye on my neck winked at Percy. They like each other, I can tell. Annabeth is too into the Athena-Poseidon rivalry and Percy is too young to understand. I dropped them off at the Greyhound station and got their bags. I could tell they were going to have an interesting quest.

Sea of Monsters

Matt Sloan's POV

It was Social Studies class and of course I didn't pay attention. We were doing some stupid latitude/longitude thing and I was about to go to sleep when I saw puny Percy Jackson open his notebook and stare at a photo inside. I went over to him and ripped the photo off the rings.

"Hey!" Percy protested. I looked at the photo and saw a honey-blonde girl with her hair pulled back in a bandanna and a denim jacket over a Camp Half-Blood T-shirt, whatever that was. She was standing in front of the Lincoln Memorial looking pleased with herself as if she designed it herself. My eyes went wide because she was HOT!

"No way, Jackson. Who is that? She is not your-" I said.

"Give it back!" Percy said his ears turning red. I handed the photo to my new friends from Detroit and ripped up the photo to make fun of Prissy.

Later...

I was standing in the middle of the gym, watching in disbelief as balls of death flew around me. The guys from Detroit were monsters and so far all but Joe Bob disappeared in a cloud of green flames. As Joe Bob was about to kill Percy, a tip of a knife sprouted from his belly button and he too disappeared in a cloud of green flames. Standing in the smoke was the girl from Percy's notebook. Only she was less attractive, her face was all grimy and scratched and she had a wild look in her stormy grey eyes. A ragged backpack slung over her shoulder, a baseball cap tucked in her pocket, and a bronze knife in her hand.

I blinked. "That's the girl...That's the girl-" I never got to finish my sentence when the girl punched me in the nose and knocked me flat.

"And you," the girl told me, "lay off my friend."

Though the punch pretty much blurred my vision, I could still see and my hearing was untouched. All I could see Mr. Bonsai wrestling with the lock and Prissy look at the girl with amazement.

"Annabeth..." Percy stammered, "How did you...How long have you...?"

"Pretty much all morning." Annabeth said, sheathing her bronze knife. "I've been trying to find a good time to talk to you, but you were never alone."

"The shadow that I saw this morning -that was-" I saw the blur of Percy turn red, "Oh my gods, you were looking in my bedroom window?"

If I wasn't in such pain, I would tease both of them.

"There's no time to explain!" Annabeth snapped, though looking a little red-faced herself. "I just didn't want to-"

She never got to finish her sentence when a women screamed, "There!" The doors burst open and adults came pouring in.

"Meet me outside," Annabeth told Percy. "And him." She pointed to Tyson who was still dazed from being the bowling ball for the wall. Annabeth gave him a look of distaste which made perfect sense to me. She doesn't like him either. Who does? "You'd better bring him." Annabeth said.

"What?" Percy exasperated.

"No time, hurry!" Annabeth said before putting on a Yankees baseball cap and disappearing. Okay this did not make sense. That left Percy, the only one standing in the middle of a burning gym.

"Percy Jackson?" Mr. Bonsai said. "What...how..."

Over by the broken wall, Tyson groaned and stood up from the pile of cinder blocks and said "Head hurts."

I was coming around, too. I focused on Percy with a look of terror. "Percy did it, Mr. Bonsai! He set the whole school on fire. Coach Nunley will tell you! He saw it all!"

Coach Nunley was still reading his magazine but looked up when I said his name. "Eh? Yeah. Mm -hmm."

Percy grabbed a pen out of his ruined jeans, told Tyson "Come on!" and jumped through the gaping hole in the side of the building. I am so twisting the story of what happened.

Titan's Curse part 1

Thalia's POV

"Don't look at the kids," I ordered. "We have to wait for a chance to get to them. We need to pretend we're not interested in them. Throw him off the scent."

"How?" Percy asked. Is he serious?

"We're three powerful half-bloods. Our presence should confuse him. Mingle. Act natural. Do some dancing. But keep an eye on those kids."

"Dancing?" Annabeth asked. I bet she's thinking about dancing with Seaweed Brain. I think I have an idea.

I nodded. I cocked my ear to the music and made a face. I HATE Jesse McCartney! "Ugh. Who chose the Jesse McCartney?"

Grover looked hurt. "I did."

"Oh my gods, Grover. That is so lame. Can't you play, like, Green Day or something?"

"Green who?"

"Never mind. Let's dance." If I dance with Grover, Annabeth will have to dance with Percy. My plan is in motion.

"But I can't dance!" Grover complained. Wow, you'd think all satyrs would know how to dance since Artemis is a pretty good dancer.

"You can if I'm leading," I said. "Come on, goat boy."

Grover yelped as I grabbed his hand and led him onto the dance floor. I caught a glimpse of Annabeth smiling.

"What?" Percy asked.

"Nothing. It's just cool to have Thalia back."

"So..." I heard Percy say. I could tell he was trying to think of something to say. I understand. For a half-blood, what the heck is natural? "Um, design any good buildings lately?"

What a great conversation starter, Percy. Annabeth's eyes lit up, the way they always did when she talked about architecture. She droned on and on about this huge monument that really didn't make any sense. I zoned out of their conversation and tried to teach Grover how to dance correctly. He is bad at dancing with a capital D.

"Hey!" I called to Percy and Annabeth. I was slow dancing with Grover, who was still tripping all over himself, kicking me in the shins and looking like he wanted to die.

"Dance, you guys!" I ordered. "You look stupid just standing there."

Percy looked nervously at Annabeth and then at the girls who were roaming the gym.

"Well?" Annabeth said.

"Um, who should I ask?" Percy asked. I slapped myself physically. IS HE SERIOUS? If Annabeth doesn't punch him, I will.

Annabeth punched him in the gut. "Me, Seaweed Brain." Thank you Annabeth.

"Oh. Oh right." Then they went onto the dance floor and Percy looked at me at how I did things. Percy put one hand on Annabeth's waist and Annabeth clasped the other hand like she was gonna judo throw him.

"I'm not gonna bite." Annabeth told Percy. "Honestly, Percy. Don't you guys have dances at your school?"

I could tell Percy was thinking something like the truth was we did. But I've never, like, actually danced at one. I was usually one of the guys playing basketball in the corner. or something like that. They shuffled around for a little bit and I got bored. So I tried to make a conversation with Grover.

"Do you think they like each other?" I asked Grover. Grover thought for a while and then said, "Yeah. I can sense Percy's emotions remember."

"Oh yeah. When did they start liking each other?"

"Last summer. When they were on a quest to get the Golden Fleece and me, Percy's brother, Tyson, got separated from them. So Percy and Annabeth were alone until they got to Polyphemus's lair."

"Interesting." Then I got bored of hearing what Grover was saying and listened to Percy and Annabeth's conversation.

"So he wants you to move out there with him?" Percy asked Annabeth.

"To the other side of the country," Annabeth said miserably. "And half-bloods can't live in San Francisco. He should know that."

"What? Why not?"

Is he serious? I mean, Annabeth told me he wasn't exactly the sharpest celestial bronze weapon in the Armory, but he has got to be kidding me.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "You know, It's right there."

"Oh." I could tell Percy didn't want to look stupid. "So...you'll go back to living at camp or what?"

"It's more serious than that, Percy. I...I probably should tell you something."

Yes! Yes!

Suddenly she froze. "They're gone."

"What?"

Percy and I followed her gaze. The bleachers. The two half-blood kids, Bianca and Nico, were no longer there. The door next to the bleachers were wide open. And the vice principal was nowhere to be found. No! No! I looked back at Percy and Annabeth, but they weren't there. I looked around but I couldn't find them.

"Grover, come on!" I ordered. Ugh, why does this have to be so complicated?

Sorry the Titan's Curse one was only Thalia. I did the all of the Titan's Curse on this one, but it was too long. Trust me, the next chapter is longer than this.