AN: So major announcement. I have had many requests for both Jeyna and Jasper…

I think I'm going to keep it the way I view it to be and have the sequal (which I know I'm doing) to be Jasper and Jeyna in this one. I usually go off what the author writes for pairings and right now Rick has it as Jasper.

I know that this upsets some of you, but I ask of you to please KEEP READING! Ignore that it's Jason and Reyna and Piper. Think of them as Stu and Melissa and Lauren or someone else. Please, I beg of you, do not quit this story!

With that said…

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, or The Hangover.

Reach your hand out into the COOLER. Don't drink it if the mountains aren't BLUE.

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Today, my dear friends, is where their story officially starts.

Four friends, Vegas, drinks, and a pack of drugs.

Of course, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

But secrets are meant to be shared.

There's a pack of wolves on the loose tonight here in Nevada.

You bitches better look out.

Percy's POV

I woke up at 4 AM in the morning so I could go meet Grover, Jason, and the new guy, Nick or whatever. I suck at names.

"Percy," Annabeth mumbled.

"Sh, sweetie," I told her. "I'm leaving now. Love you." Then I kissed her on her forehead.

"No strippers," she somewhat said, somewhat moaned.

I laughed lightly.

"I promise," I told her, then went out of our bedroom and into the hall so I could kiss the kids goodbye.

Once that was done, I went out into the garage and opened the door and got into my Silverado and slowly backed out into the road of our suburban neighborhood in California.

I drove over to Grover's new house, which just so happened to be a couple blocks down. Grover was waiting for me on his porch swing that I just so graciously put up for him a couple of weeks ago. I'm surprised it didn't break on him yet...

"Hey, G-man!" I said as he got into my car.

"Yo, Percy!" he said, emphasizing my name. "Let's do this!"

"Yeah, man!" I exclaimed back while backing out of his driveway and heading over to Jason's house that was about three minutes away from Grover's.

"I'm so pumped!" Grover said. "You got the hotel, right?"

"Yes I did, for once," I said. "It looks really nice in the pictures online."

"Can't believe everything online, Perce," Grover scoffed.

"Taylor Swift said it was the best Casino in Vegas," I told him.

Grover stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing," he said, then rolled his eyes.

Grover reached over to the radio and turned it to 101.3 KCLD (AN: Somewhat made up station...) which was playing Carly Rae Jepsen's Call Me Maybe.

Grover scoffed, "I hate this song."

I frowned, "Yeah, me too."

"You wanna change it?" he asked.

"Um, no. It's fine," I told him. "You can change it, though."

Grover shook his head, "I'm fine with it."

One Minute Later...

"Hey, I just met you!" I yelled at Grover.

"And this is crazy!" he yelled back.

"But here's my number!"

"So call me, maybe?"

We continued the song and before we knew it we were at Jason's house.

"Hey, is this Call Me Maybe?" he asked when he got in.

"Shut up!" Grover and I screamed, and by the end of the song we had a singing trio.

We laughed at the end, and slowly we stopped and our smiles faded.

"We speak of this to no one," Jason said.

"Agreed," Grover said and I nodded.

"Hey, where's this Nick or whatever's house?" I asked Grover.

"It's Nico, and he should be a couple of blocks down. He lives with Juniper's Aunt and Uncle still," Grover said.

Jason and I snickered.

"Loser," I said. Jason nodded.

"He isn't that bad," Grover sighed. "Nico just doesn't really know how to make friends. I'd promised Juniper we'd bring him, though, and from what I hear he's really awesome when drunk."

I thought about it.

"Well, when you put it that way..." I said, trailing off.

"We'll just have to give him a lot of Vodka," Jason said.

"We'll all have to have a lot of Vodka," I said.

Grover and Jason nodded.

"That's his house," Grover said, pointing to a white house with a garden and a bird bath in the front lawn and a porch.

"So, do we go in or wait?" Jason wondered.

"There he is," Grover said, pointing to a man dressed in all black. His hair was messed up all over and he looked like he just rolled out of bed, which technically I guess was true.

I got out of the car and went and grabbed Nico's stuff.

"Hey, Nico," I smiled. "I'm Percy. I'm just going to throw your stuff here in the back."

"Okay," he nodded, then went to sit by Jason in the back seat.

I got back in my truck then put my keys in the ignition.

The truck was silent for awhile.

And then LMFAO came on...

"I'M SEXY AND I KNOW IT!"

"Girl, look at that body!"

It took us about six hours to get to Vegas. Google said it would take five, but Google didn't have a certain Jason that had to pee every hour or a Grover that just had to get almost every food in the store at each gas station.

Soon enough, the Vegas sign was in sight.

"Woo! It's Vegas, baby!" Grover yelled

"Yeah, man!" Nico whooped.

We got to our hotel in about three minutes and had gotten checked in for a time of ten minutes.

We went up to the 30th floor and went into our room, 3004.

Our jaws dropped when the door opened.

"Taylor Swift was right," I said.

"I call the hot tub!" Nico exclaimed, running towards the hot tub that laid on the deck that came out from our room.

The living room had a huge plasma screen TV, three huge couches, a pinball machiene, a bar to serve drinks, and it combined with the kitchen that had a fridge full of food and a marble island.

Jason, Grover, and I walked around the room and figured out that it was more like a penthouse, with four different bedrooms with a king size bed and plasma TVs in each. The best part: we each had our own bathrooms.

We got settled in and chose our rooms. We put our clothes in the huge dressers and got in the hot tub and relaxed for a while.

"So," Nico said, "what should we do first?"

Grover and I shared a look.

Before we knew it, we were dressed in our fancy shirts and pants and we headed down to the casino.

After loosing all our money, we met back up on the roof with beers in hand.

"I'd like to make a toast," Nico said. "To my cousin's new love, and to my new friends, who are actually my first friends."

"Aw, thanks man," Jason said.

"We're your first friends?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm not really a socialite. People think I'm weird."

I just nodded. The truth is, Nico is pretty weird...

"I was so excited for this trip, I even came up with our own name: The Wolf Pack," Nico said.

"'The Wolf Pack'?" Grover said.

"The Wolf Pack," Nico repeated.

I looked at Jason. He shrugged.

"Well, here's to the Wolf Pack!" Jason yelled.

"The Wolf Pack!" we repeated, downing our bottles.

And that, people, is where our adventure begins.

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