Jason did not like Thor as a cabin mate. This guy was always doing stupid things with that hammer of his. Like once they had entered the Zeus cabin, Thor found the slightest nail sticking out of the wall, he went up to it, hammered it in and ended up cracking the wall. Jason was too terrified to say anything, so he tried his best to ignore it. Hopefully Chiron won't notice… Thor frowned. "I already miss my home."

"Yeah well, you can blame Leo for that." Jason replied.

"Leo," Thor answered. "The one with the… freckles and the singed hair…?"

Jason raised an eyebrow. "Yes."

"Then I shall proclaim war upon him—"

"Yeah… Good luck with that."

"What do you mean puny mortal?" Thor asked.

"I mean Chiron will find you and kick you out and then the monsters will find you and eat you," Jason replied. "Any questions?"

"No, but that is a lot of 'you,'" Thor replied. "I am sure that if I was to get into trouble and the monsters found I, they would not last."

Jason wanted to say, "You wouldn't last a second, you beef steak!" But instead he said, "You'd be surprised."

At that moment, Percy knocked on their door.

Jason answered. "So it's your turn to be the inspector?"

Percy looked down at the list. "Yeah."

Jason let him in. Percy looked around the cabin. Thor stood in front of the big crack in the wall.

"Thor," said Percy. "What's that?"

Thor turned around and peeked through the crack and saw Leo Valdez standing in front of the Hephaestus cabin. Suddenly Leo looked over straight at Thor, smiled and waved. Thor turned around and faced Percy. "Just Leo." He replied.

Percy raised an eyebrow as he leaned over to the side to try and peak through the crack. "You sure?" he asked as Leo proceeded to smile and wave. "'Cause that is one huge crack in the wall." He waved back.

Leo raised his thumbs up in the air and Percy did the same in reply.

Meanwhile in the Ares cabin, the children, Sif and Loki were cleaning as quickly as possible.

"Sherman," Clarisse whined. "Stop shoving things underneath your bed! Who do you think you are? A son of Hermes?"

Sherman came out from underneath the bed from shoving. His boxers were on his head like a hat. "No."

"Oh my gods," said Clarisse. "Those who think they're not a child of Ares, say 'I'"

"I," said Mark. "Because I'm a child of the god of awesomeness!"

"I," said one.

"Child of the god of awesomeness stands here!" said another.

As Percy knocked on the door, some of the Ares children began to scream.

Loki rolled his eyes, and created illusions to make to room look and smell good. Other than his hands shining green, the floor and walls were shining green.

"Oooh, sparkly," Sherman said sarcastically. "Tell me, man, did you poor green glitter all over the place?"

"If that's what you see, than yes." Loki replied.

Percy knocked on the door again. Clarisse and Mark answered it this time. "Come on in, butt head." said Clarisse.

"Actually, it's Seaweed Brain, thank you very much." Percy corrected.

Clarisse was quiet. "Whatever." Mark chuckled.

Percy nodded as he took a step inside. "Whoa," he smiled. "What happened? Did the Aphrodite cabin take over, or something?"

"If it was the Aphrodite cabin," said Sif. "Then the glitter would be pink."

"Right you are, miss…?" Percy asked.

"Lady Sif." She replied.

"Ah," said Percy. "But I will have to admit, this place looked surprisingly spotless. A lot cleaner than all the other cabins I've visited today." He looked down at the clipboard. "Oh, and Thor says hi to Loki."

"Tell him I said—" Loki faltered. His eyes seemed to be pushed into looking at Clarisse's expression which said to him: nerd. "… Tell him that I don't care!" Loki finished with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Wooh!" Sherman screamed as he ran up to Loki and hugged him tightly. "I have a half-brother!"

Loki tried to breathe. This war god, Ares, has the strongest kids Loki has ever met… Other than Thor.

"Now it's getting awkward," Percy muttered. "See you later, cabin five!" He left the cabin.

Mark shut the door and pointed straight at Loki. "Mist manipulator!"

The whole Ares cabin screamed, except for this one kid, who randomly shouted deeply, "Halla!" Everyone stopped and looked over to the kid who looked to be texting on his iphone. He looked up and showed everyone the screen which he was playing angry birds. Suddenly the children in the Ares cabin began to mutter like: Oh, okay! Or that's fine!

"Whoa—whoa—wait, guys," Clarisse shouted over the muttering.

Everyone stopped. "LEVEL THIRTEEN! WOOP! WOOP!" the random kid said randomly.

Sif raised an eyebrow. "Idiot." She muttered.

"If Loki manipulated the mist, then he isn't a child of Ares!" said Clarisse.

Everyone was quiet with shocked faces until the random kid yelled, "CHILD OF HECATE, GET YOUR BOOTY OUTA MAH CABIN!"

And then all of the children of Ares dashed over to Loki, picked him up, carried him over to Cabin Twenty, and dropped him at the door step. As they carried him, Loki bellowed in protest: "I AM NOT A CHILD OF HECATE, YOU DOLTS! PUT ME DOWN! THAT WAS ILLUSIONS—NOT THE MIST OR WHATEVER YOU CALL IT!" Loki fell on his back and groaned in pain as the children of Ares all dashed back to their cabin.

Percy came up almost trampling over the seventeen-year-old god. "Loki?" he tilted his head as he fixed his balance. "What are you doing at the doorstep of the Hecate cabin?"

Loki blinked as he looked directly up at Percy. "I'm… Gettin' a tan."

Percy lowered his eyebrows at the fact that Loki said gettin' a tan with the most butchered Georgian accent. "What?" he asked.

The door flung open and there stood Lou Ellen. Her smile was huge and so… Happy and mischievous as if Percy Jackson was like the prey at the doorstep of her domain. Her black hair was in a ponytail and her green eyes seemed to glow with excitement. "Percy Jackson," she said gleefully. "Come in, come in—AAHH! WHAT IS THAT ON MY DOORSTEP?!"

Loki raised an eyebrow. "I hate Greeks." He thought to himself.

"Oh, that's just Loki," said Percy flapping his free hand in front of his face because a fly was bothering him. "Don't mind him. He thinks he's a welcome mat."

"I do not," Loki said angrily. "… I said I'm just gettin' a tan, that's all!"

"For a British person, you really know how to butcher a southern accent." said Lou.

Loki rolled his eyes. "I am not British," said he. "I'm Asgardian."

Everyone was quiet for a moment.

"I escort you into my cabin," Lou said finally to Percy. "You may use my new welcome mat, if you must." She snapped her finger and suddenly Percy and her viewed Loki as an actually regular welcome mat. Percy tried his best to step over Loki, but he accidently stepped on his arm. Of course Loki yelped, but Lou masked it to sound like a chipmunk screaming, so Percy had a hard time trying his best not to laugh. Loki stood up with an occasional grumble. He looked at his legs which were not there. He rolled his eyes. His form shimmered with gold (he did that himself) and he was normal Loki. He scratched his back and entered the cabin. The cabin members had shocked expressions as he entered the room. They all stood around the edges of the walls, so inspector Percy Jackson could see everything while Lou Ellen followed him.

"Well," said Percy. "It looks to be clean… As usual…"

"It's not clean," Loki sneered. "It's filthy."

Lou's cabin mates all began to put their pointing fingers to their lips helplessly as if they were trying to tell him to quiet down or in a teenager's translation, it'd be, shut your pie hole!

Percy chuckled in disbelief and Lou Ellen forced a fake chuckle in reply, and of course, the rest of the cabin did the same. Percy's chuckle slowed down, his smile faded and he cleared his throat as Loki glared at him. The rest of the cabin stopped laughing. "Obviously you think so because you grew up in a castle," Percy Jackson said. "From what I've heard, Thor and you are princes."

Loki raised an eyebrow. "Yes, of course."

Percy approached him. "If you really think that this place is dirty," he uncapped riptide. Loki felt shocked about the fact that before his eyes, he had just witnessed a pen turn into a bronze sword. "You're gonna have to show me." Percy finished.

Loki glared. "Why not?" He said carelessly. He clenched his fists and suddenly the room shimmered. Everything was shown to its true looks (including Loki, who of course did not turn blue, but his golden horned helmet appeared on his head, and more gold appeared on his garments). The room changed to a total disaster with all the dirty clothes and Legos all over the place. "Welcome to the Cabin of Hecate." Loki smirked mischievously.

"Bleah." One of the children of cabin twenty stuck his tongue out to his chin as if he was barfing. They all looked down at the floor. Percy looked around and almost fell to the floor to laugh, but he kept his balance, because every member of cabin twenty was wearing pajamas. Percy put the cap at the tip of his sword, Riptide and it turned back into a pen and he stuck it in his pocket. He pulled out a pencil and marked down a zero on the clipboard. "That would be zero points for Cabin Hecate," he smiled. Percy was about to exit the cabin, but he stopped himself to say to Loki, "Good luck stayin' here. They're gonna eat you alive." And then he totally left.

"You are the worst demigod-prince-person I have ever seen!" Lou Ellen bellowed in rage.

"Yes, well," Loki replied. "Apparently I belong with you guys so… You're just going to have to live with it."

"Oh my gods," said a girl. "He's British!"

"For the last time, I. Am not. British." Loki's eyes widened.

"He has a British accent." She squealed.

"He looks a lot like us," said one of the boys. "It's almost creepy."

Lou blinked. "It is creepy."

"He's so cute!" the girl squealed again.

"Pardon?" Loki asked.

"Nothing!" she smiled.

"Okay," Lou said. "Mary?"

"Yes?" said the girl shyly.

"This is our fellow brother," said Lou Ellen. "We do not have crushes on our siblings. This is the Hecate cabin; not the Aphrodite cabin."

"I heard a rumor." A boy said randomly.

"And what was the rumor?" asked the girl shyly.

"That Clarisse (in the Ares cabin) had a relationship with her half-brother." He tried not to laugh.

Loki raised his eyebrows with surprise.

"I mean," the boy continued. "She used the same excuse as all the other demigods (you know; they say that the gods don't have identity to begin with, so they're not related to begin with so it's okay). I personally don't care if the gods have identity; I am not kissin' any of my siblings. I don't care if they're adopted."

Everyone including Loki and Lou Ellen nodded in agreement.