Hey guys! Sorry I didn't update yesterday. I was trying to finish up the chapter to post it up yesterday but I didn't have enough time to do so.

But here it is! :) I had some fun. I really appreciate the reviews and favorites and followers! I was kind of surprised to see that. In a good way.

To TailsDoll13: I hope you didn't take too mmuch of an offense to the glasses part. Hopefully this chapter will help that go away.

And to the other reviews, this chapter should also help your questions and suggestions.

Enjoy!

Percy's ADHD was acting up again.

He knew he should've been paying attention to what Apollo was doing and saying and that he should be helping Annabeth, but the glasses that he was wearing looked way too funny for Percy to keep a straight face.

The god of music and healing wore giant round glasses that made his eyes look huger than their actual size. Chiron didn't think it was very safe for them to go into the real world to get Annabeth's eyes checked, so they sent an Iris message to the god, asking for help; which he nicely obliged to and was doing the appointment himself in Chiron's office.

Percy's thoughts swam and churned through his mind how Apollo's eyes could look so huge and why a god would need glasses. Not to insult people who would wear glasses, but if a god's supposed to be perfect in every way, wouldn't their eyesight be perfect as well?

"No, Percy. God's can wear glasses too. These are my reading ones." Apollo said, reading Percy's thoughts (which Percy had no idea he could do) and managing a smile.

Percy gulped. "Oh." Was all he said.

Annabeth sighed with frustration. "Are we done here?" she asked impatiently. "I don't need glasses."

Although she says that she doesn't, she still kept her eyes closed as she sat in the cushiony, leathery chair that sat next to the fireplace and leopard skin.

Apollo knelt in front of her, his hand hovering over her eyes, fingers barely crunching inward as if he was holding one of her gray orbs, inspecting it and reading its problems. (A/N: I'm not very sure if he can do this or not it's just that I wasn't sure who else could. Plus he's the god of healing I figured he could do something close to this.)

Percy could almost imagine one of her beautiful gray eyes in his hand. But then he shuddered, realizing how wrong that would actually be.

"I'm sorry, Annabeth but," Apollo set down his hand and took off his reading glasses. "You do need glasses,"

"What! But—but—can't you heal my eyes with your powers?!"

"I would want to but I can't," he shrugged.

"How can you not? You're Apollo: the god of healing!"

"Don't forget music/ but it's really poetry—" Apollo was about to go on with his haiku that was destined to be awful, but stopped when Percy laid a hand on his tan shoulder.

Apollo looked down at the god of the Sea's son. Percy raised his eyebrows and shook his head.

Apollo took in a deep breath and straightened. "I would heal your eyes, Annabeth, but I can't because my awesomely godly powers are too strong for your weak eyes. I could either make your eyesight better, be blind forever, or your eyes could turn to ash."

There was a silence in the room.

"So that last options a 'no-no'?"

"Definitely a 'no-no'." Percy said.

Annabeth huffed and shrank back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. She grumbled something about it being better than glasses.

"Why do you hate glasses so much, Annabeth? You know, I know a lot of people at Goode High who would like to disagree with you." Percy pointed a finger at her.

"Because they'll irritate and bug me during sword practice and archery. They won't stay on my face and then I'll have to worry about them breaking!" she whined.

"Seriously? You can get over that, Wise Girl."

"Once they come off during battle, I won't be able to see and I could get killed!" She ignored Percy and sat on the edge of the seat. "This is a dangerous matter!" She began to become more garrulous but then there was a knock on the door.

The three turned and found Leo Valdez poking his head around the doorframe.

"'Sup, guys?" he greeted and walked in, Piper and Jason following behind, holding hands.

Leo sized up Apollo and stood next to him, peering at him suspiciously. He smacked his lips distastefully, knowing he was a god. So far, the gods have messed up his life. Starting with stalking him when he was a kid and killing his mom, and then to having almost died when they decided to take their sweet time helping them with Gaea. Leo slowly turned his head back and then jumped. "Dude, where's the glasses?!"

Annabeth glared at Percy.

Percy looked like a deer in front of headlights. His shaking hands nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Pfft…what are you looking at me like that for?" In a weaker voice, he then said, "I didn't tell anyone that you were getting glasses…"

"Hey, no prob.," Leo said, patting Annabeth's shoulder. "Your secret's safe with me." He winked at her.

"For some reason, I highly doubt that." Annabeth mumbled. She didn't want a lot of people there when she was handed her glasses.

"It's okay, Annabeth. Leo's not going to do anything or say anything disturbing to you when you get your glasses." Piper said, glaring at Leo, forcing a pinch of charm into her voice.

"Yeah…" Leo agreed in a wispy voice. Then he blinked out of it. "Wait a minute! Nuh-uh! Don't you be charm speaking me now, Beauty Queen."

"There's no need for charm speaking," Jason glared pointedly at his friend. He elbowed Leo in the ribs saying through gritted teeth, "Right, Leo?"

"Oh! Right; of course." His tone began to fall with disappointment. "I mean, it's not like I had all kinds of nicknames set up for you…" he murmured. (A/N: please still don't take any offense. Just nicknames are kinda part of Leo and his personality.)

Annabeth reached out, taking him by the collar of his shirt and forcing him to look into her stormy gray eyes. This was exactly what she was afraid of. She was strong and independent on her own as a daughter of Athena. And now that she was getting glasses, everyone thought that it was okay to think she still wasn't that same young woman on the inside?

That wasn't okay with Annabeth.

Not one bit.

Leo was deathly afraid when Annabeth's eyes were so intense, he swore he could see a hurricane forming in them.

"If you ever call me any of those names that you were thinking of, I'll hurt you so bad that you'll want to go to Tartarus. Trust me: it's not pretty there." She growled.

Leo chuckled nervously. He now made a note to himself to watch the names when Annabeth was around. The image of her ready to strike at him was burned in his mind. Chills ran down his spine just thinking about the Underworld.

"Alright, alright; I guess 'four-eyes' is out of the question."

"It better be." Was all Annabeth said before she let him go.

He stumbled back, not saying a word. He felt shame and that he had just been put into time-out.

There was a silence that followed.

Annabeth, wanting her to be off of the topic, said, "So what's wrong with my vision?"

"Well, it's a thing called astigmatism. Where everything is blurry and—"

"I know what astigmatism is." Annabeth interrupted bitterly.

"But us dumb half-bloods don't!" Leo said.

Jason, Piper, and Percy protested. Apollo explained that it's when the cornea is not curved properly and that it probably came from Annabeth's father, seeing how Athena doesn't have it.

They nodded their heads, understanding.

"Any more questions?" Apollo asked.

"When is she gonna get her glasses?" Percy wants to know.

"Well first we have to try them on." Apollo responded.

"And when will that be?" Jason asked.

"Right now."

Annabeth asked, "How? There's no eyeglasses store around here for miles."

"Annabeth, you seem to forget that this man is a god," Leo stated matter-of-factly, placing a hand on his arm, his other one like he was presenting Apollo to the world.

"But how can he be a man if he's a god?" Percy asked, his ADHD getting to him again.

There was a pondering silence before Apollo clapped his hands together, rubbing the palms making heat come from them. "Well on that note, let's head to Olympus."

Leo laughed, pointing his thumb at Apollo. "Get it? Cause he's the god of music,"

"It's poetry." Apollo growled.

"Are you sure? I've been brushing up on my mythology lately and—WHOA, THAT'S A SWEET RIDE!" Leo yelled, his eyes widening and his jaw dropping at the sparkling, glinting gold chariot that had huge wings sprouting from the sides (A/N: I'm not sure if they are wings or not. I haven't read the third book in a long time and I'm not even sure if that's in there), making it hover above the furniture it was so big, that popped in the middle of Chiron's office. It started shimmering and suddenly, in the chariot's place there was a big, red Maserati.

Annabeth jumped from her seat as the wings disappeared and the car slammed onto the ground. Sirens began to wail from it but Apollo just took out his keys and with a push of the button, it was silent and the dents that had formed there for a split second were gone.

Percy squeezed Annabeth's hand, pulling her closer to him to make sure she was okay. She returned the comforting gesture and gave him a smile.

"When did you put wings on it?" Percy asked. (A/N: Like I said: I'm not sure.)

"The horses were leaving me way too many surprises." Apollo grumbled.

Leo snorted.

"You didn't…kill those horses, did you?" Piper asked.

"Of course not, sweetheart." Apollo said. "I just gave one to Ares and the other to Poseidon."

Piper's cheeks reddened and Jason's eyelids twitched into a small glare.

Piper thought it was cute that Jason was jealous and concerned about a god hitting on her, but Apollo was seriously hot. He had a deep tan and bleach blonde hair; making him look like a surfer dude. She usually didn't care for them, but now Apollo was changing her mind.

Chiron tried to open the door, but it slammed against the car.

"Hey, watch what you're doing! That's my car!"

"Apollo, why is your car in my office?" Chiron managed to poke his head through the small crack.

"Yeah, why is it in here?" Percy asked.

"I told you before/ we're going to Olympus/ with my awesome car!"

Percy tried his best to ignore the haiku as he asked why they were going to Olympus.

"Well we have to get Annabeth's glasses somewhere, right?" Apollo asked.

There were many "Oh…"s that echoed through the room. The god walked to his car and opened the door, the side of it crashing into a vase. It scattered into many pieces on the carpet.

"What was that?!" Chiron wants to know but he couldn't see around the door.

"Nothing…There's nothing to worry about here. Nothing crashed it—kids, it's time to go now!" He yelled and jumped into the driver's seat. The five half bloods got into the car. Leo called shot-gun as the others squished and somehow managed to fit all together in the backseat.

"We'll be back soon, Chiron!" Leo waved.

"Wait, how are you going to drive this thing? Isn't it only for the sun?! We could burn Camp Half-Blood!" Annabeth yelled from the backseat.

Apollo hesitated before he revved the engine. "Hmm…" he seemed to think of a way out of the office, seeing how hard Chiron was putting as much force as he could into his hooves to kick open the door.

"Ah! Never fear, we'll just—"

"Save the poetry for later." Jason interrupted.

"Fine, Mr. Grumpy," Apollo pushed a small button on the dashboard of the car and suddenly, everything was blinding white.

It almost burned their eyes, but then again it was a glorious sight and everyone was speechless, their surroundings quite.

But then Leo broke the silence.

"Wow…Olympus looks beautiful…except for the fact that it looks like a giant light bulb floating in the sky."

"That's not Olympus."

"It isn't? So then why..." he trailed off. "Oh no. Did we die? Oh gods, NO! WHY?! Take me back! Take me back! Take the car instead!" He began to wail.

"Calm down!" Apollo demanded.

"I didn't even get to say goodbye to Buford, or Hazel, or—or Frank, or...even Coach Hedge!"

"Leo, be quiet!"

"Piper and Annabeth, you may scare me sometimes, but you guys are part of my life!" his voice squeaked. "Percy you're awesome and super epic and Jason, you're my best bud." His voice cracked, "I love you, man."

"We didn't die!" Jason said.

"I'm not dead? Oh thank the gods."

"But I appreciate it. I love you too, man!" He began to fake cry.

"Yeah…we're over that. I almost lost my cool there," Leo straightened in the front seat.

"Yeah, sure…Almost," Jason scoffed.

"And here we are. Olympus: western civilization home of the gods." Apollo presented.

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