~ A quick note to those who are reading.~

This story that you are about to read includes some original characters of the 'Percy Jackson gang' (as I call them) but they are not a major part. This story runs through my memories that I didn't even know I had. Until now, of course. So read on if you'd like, but if you want to read something about Percy, Annabeth, and Grover saving the world again, this isn't it.

Mischieviously to All,

Daughter of Hermes,

Mei

- Age 6 -

Mei's hair had become a pure golden honey color, and now fell to the small of her back. Wendi played with Mei's hair, tying it into a long ponytail, then tightening a blue ribbon around the hairbow that was wrapped tightly around it. "Momma," Mei whined, " I feel all girly!" Wendi smirked and turned her daughter around.

" Oh, calm down. It's just a ribbon." Mei pushed out her lower lip in a toddler-like pout that she had perfected.

"But-"

"Would you like a pink one instead?" Wendi interrupted, holding up a sparkly hot pink ribbon.

" NONONONONO! I love it! It's wonderful!" Mei said, letting out a nervous laugh and twirling.

"That's what I thought." Wendi laughed musically, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. Suddenly there was a soft rapping heard at their door. Wendi's head turned towards the noise, as did Mei's. After a couple of seconds the sound was heard again, this time a slight bit of impatience tinted the knocking. " Stay here, Moo." Wendi grinned at Mei and giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. Mei smiled back and rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand. Her mom released a small laugh because of Mei rubbing the kiss off, before she turned and headed to the door, her flip flops clopping along the wooden floor boards. As she opened up the door, the figure of a tall, bigger built man appeared. He wore a dust-coated white shirt with fancy black dress pants and a top hat. Wendi raised an eyebrow.

" Hello, M'lady." The man said, with a flourished bow. He took of his top hat and flashed a brilliant smile at Wendi. "May I speak to you? I'm new here, and I live near this fine home of yours."

Wendi liked the man's clear, pure accented voice, and stepped aside. " You may come in, if you'd like." She said quietly, giving him a soft grin.

" Thank-you." He stepped into the house and glanced around quietly.

Mei peered over at the mystery man and crinkled her nose, for there was a scent coming off of him. It smelled somewhat like a mix between burnt cupcakes and rotten eggs, and she couldn't place exactly what it was. The man spotted Mei and his brilliant smile turned into a wicked grin towards her, his eyes flashing red quickly. Mei gasped and took a step back, not sure who or what this man was.

Wendi looked at Mei softly. "That's my daughter. Will you go to your room, Moo? I think I'm going to talk with this man for a minute."

Mei sped off into her room, jumping onto her quilted sheets that were spread sloppily on her bed, grabbing a tiny golden bunny rabbit toy and curling up in a corner cuddling it, surrounded by other teddy bears, bunny rabbits, and other toys of various shapes and sizes.

The man turned towards Wendi again, his smile back to be soft, clear, and brilliant. His eyes were a soft lavender blue, and they had a glimmer of happiness in them. Wendi grinned back at him and invited him to sit down at the small kitchen table. She sat down on one end and he sat across from her. " So what might your name be?" The man clasped his hands together on the table.

" I'm Wendi," She replied softly.

" Wonderful name, Wendi is. Maybe M'Lady Wendi could show me around this fine town in Oklahoma?" His eyes gleamed, and, maybe if Wendi was looking for it, she would've seen the tiny spark of mischief and evil in them. Her cheeks turned a faint pink from a small blush, and she gave a small nod.

"Yes. Yes, that would be lovely."