ANNABETH POV.

2.

Dear Annabeth,

I told Chiron and Mr. D what you did to me. They said you have to be my slave for a week. And then after that a giant chicken came, like the one from Dora, and started dancing. We had a party, and you missed it. Oh, it was great. We were all up on that new Olympus you built, and we trashed it. We need a new one. NOWWWW. So, hurry up with that, will you?

Xoxo,

DS

"UGHHHH!" I screamed, storming over to the big house.

"CHIRON."

"Yes?"

"YOU HAD A PARTY WITHOUT ME!" I screamed.

"Yeah. It was so much fun! We trashed up the place, and it fell and crushed Miley Cyrus and Brittney Spears. Then we kept partying…. It was intense."

"Oh, yeah, mortal girl. Make a new Olympus. And a new throne for Chicken." Dionysus said to me.

"Yeah, sure. BUT CHIRON. WHY!"

"Because we don't like you. Why else?"

The phone started ringing.

"Hello?"

"Is Annabeth there?" The stranger asked on speakerphone.

"No, she died." Chiron said quickly, then hung-up.

*five minutes later*

"ANNABETH DIED!" Percy screamed over the phone.

"I'm not dead, Percy. I'm f*^#ing alive!" I shouted into the phone and hung-up.