A/N Thanks for all the good reviews!

Somethingfiercelee- Thank you for bringing that to my attention. I did, in fact, know that Death City was in Nevada, but I originally thought it was in Japan and can't shake the habit of listing that as its location.

Moonwolf121- Thanks so much! I thought that they were so similar in personality that they may as well be related.

Black Shadow Tigress- Thanks for the suggestion. I can see that being a great way to go. And thanks for the confidence in my humor skills. That's definitely a first. :P

Chapter 2

Maka sighed before blowing on the mirror in the bathroom, causing it to fog up. Slowly, she traced 42-42-564 into the fog and the mirror began to ring like a telephone.

"Shinigami-sama, Scythe-Meister Maka, here!" Lord Death's face appeared in the mirror.

"Oh, Maka! How are you? Why are you calling?"

"I'm fine Lord Death, however, I have something to ask of you."

"Oh?" The skull mask that covered the face area of the Death God tilted to the side.

"My cousin, Annabeth, is here with her boyfriend, Percy. They do not know about Weapons and Meisters, and they want to come to DWMA and tour the school."

"Oh my. Do you have a television in the room they are in?" Maka nodded. "Splendid! I will look at these children and see what I can do. Please, give me one second." Death stepped away from the mirror and Spirit's face appeared in the mirror.

"Makaaaaa! Why don't you ever come and see your papaaaaa?" groaned the Death Scythe.

Maka's face fell. "Papa, put Lord Death back on the mirror. I have nothing to say to you."

Death Scythe continued to groan. "Maaaaakaaaaaa!" Lord Death's face could be seen behind Spirit, until finally, he gave up trying to move him. "Reaper chop!" Lord Death hit Maka's papa's head with his hand and shoved him to the side, where he sat bleeding.

"Thank you, Lord Death. What say you on my cousin?" Lord Death looked at Maka.

I can't tell her about them. These worlds were never to meet. The Olympians said they would keep their children away from my world while I did as I pleased. So how did this happen?

"Bring them to the DWMA tomorrow, Maka. I'll send a teacher out to escort them to the Death Room. Have a great sleep!" Death's face vanished. Maka sighed. That went differently than expected. She left the bathroom and looked at her cousin.

"The Headmaster said you could come tomorrow. He's going to send a teacher to meet you and take you to meet him." Annabeth cheered while Percy sat down, cursing Hermes and his own rotten luck. "But before we go to school tomorrow, let me introduce you to some of my friends. They should be at the basketball court right now. Shall we?" Maka stood and the two demigods followed her, leaving Soul behind.

"Cool kids aren't followers," he muttered. He walked out after them, trying to keep his distance.

"Kid! Black*Star! Tsubaki! Liz, Patti! Come over here!" The five DWMA students who had been called stepped over to where Maka was calling them from.

"What's up, Maka?" Black*Star asked as he trotted up to her.

"I'd like you to meet my cousin and her boyfriend, Annabeth and Percy." Maka introduced the demigods to her friends and her friends to the demigods in turn. When she had finished, she smiled, a bit out of breath from talking quickly.

"Where do you live?" asked Tsubaki.

Annabeth glanced at Percy. "We live in New York. We met at a summer camp in Manhattan a few years back."

"So you guys all live here? In a city called Death?" Percy asked, obviously still stuck on the whole "Death City" thing.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, but who really wants to live in a place called Death City? Doesn't that just seem so grim?"

Kid was about to have Liz and Patty transform, but Maka glared at him. "Kid, can we talk?"

Kid looked around, then nodded. He and Maka stepped out of earshot. "Percy and Annabeth know nothing of Meisters, Weapons, or your father. Do not take it personally. They are going to meet with Lord Death tomorrow. Don't worry." Kid looked at the two newcomers, then back at Maka, and at Percy and Annabeth again, and sighed.

"Ok. But only for today. Otherwise, I will rearrange their faces so they are perfectly symmetrical!"

"You do that. And try to keep your OCD under control. We don't want to weird them out."

The two friend walked back to the group where Annabeth and Percy both looked at Kid. "So Liz tells us you have severe OCD, Kid? Is that true?" Kid looked at Maka, and nodded.

"Yes, I do," he replied, seemingly ashamed.

"Don't worry. Percy and I both have dyslexia and ADHD. We get what it's like to live with something like that. I think it's kind of neat." Annabeth said, trying to comfort the boy.

"Speaking of neat, what's with those three stripes in your hair? Are they, like, natur-" Percy began, but was cut off with Kid falling to the floor.

"I'm trash! I am asymmetrical! I do not deserve to live. Leave me alone! Let me die here, alone! I'm trash, I'm trash, I'm trash!"

Percy's eyes widened. "What did I do?"

Maka frowned. "Don't worry about it Percy. I've got this." Maka pulled a hardcover book from underneath her coat. "MAKAAAA CHOP!" she shouted as the book came down on Kid's head. He fell down, bleeding and unconscious.

"Wouldn't that hurt?" Percy asked, concerned.

"Don't worry about him," Liz said. Patti looked down at him and giggled.

"Kid got Maka angry, hahaha!" Everyone looked at Patti, before they all burst into laughter alongside her.