I woke up in the grass, an assortment of fluffy white clouds above my head.

Where was I? I glanced down. I was wearing the same clothes, which were now covered in a bit of mud. Someone must have dragged me there.

"Hello?" I yelled. "Is anyone here?"

I cowered against the wall, staring at my untied sneakers.

You're all alone, the monster hissed, eyes locked on mine, regarding me coldly. You're all alone, Annabeth Chase. Your mother certainly won't protect you now.

I ran, shoes pounding the sidewalk, short legs bobbing up and down. Until I saw the river.

Could monsters swim?

It didn't matter. I jumped in, kicking off my shoes, the adrenaline making me swim faster than any normal seven year old.

If it was a swim meet, I would have easily made Nationals.

"Right here!" Travis cried, running up the hill. Connor was close behind him.

"What happened?" I said. They exchanged a look.

"You mean before or after you fainted?" Travis asked. "We kind of dragged you up here," Connor shoved him.

"Ow! Dude, that hurt!"

"Well, you deserved it!"

"I did not!"

"Would you just shut up for once in your lives?" I cried, standing up. Travis and Connor stared at me, mouths hanging open.

"Did she just-"

"I think she-"

"Annabeth?"

"No-"

"Calm down," I said, looking around. It turned out that we were on the hill behind Panera. There were at least three police cars with flashing lights parked in the parking lot. I calculated my next move. Would it be better to make a run for it, or should I just blame everything on the Stolls? After all, the police might not believe me, and I didn't want the Stolls on my bad side...

"Run!" Travis yelled, making the decision for me. He pointed to the woods that stood behind us. And so we did.

Run, little demigod. You'll never outrun me.

But I did.

"All right," I said, taking a moment to catch my breath, which was odd. Being a demigod, I ran almost everyday to prepare for a monster attack. Well, Percy and I did. It was the closest thing we had to training, and it was free.

There's no such thing as a free lunch.

"Explain yourselves," I told the Stolls, sitting down on a fallen log, which was coated in mud, but I didn't care.

"Well," said Connor. "We thought it was, um, bring your spider to work day?" Travis rolled his eyes.

"Oh, come on, dude," he muttered. "That's not even a thing!"

"It totally is!" Connor cried.

"Okay," I sighed, eyeing them carefully. "We'll make a deal (I was quite good at making deals. I probably got it from my mother). You guys help me with my April Fool's Day prank, and I won't rat you out to the police. Or whatever your girlfriend of the month's name is," I told Connor.

"Hey!" he cried.

"That's not a deal," Travis said. "That's blackmail,"

"So are you saying you aren't going to help?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"No," he admitted, turning a little red.

"Well," I told him. "First, you have to find our way out of the woods."

Well, well, well. Perhaps the Stolls weren't as bad at navigating as I had thought they were, because we made it out of the woods in three minutes flat.

Or maybe my watch just had something wrong with it.

"Wait a minute," I said, placing my foot on the concrete sidewalk. "My car. Where's my car?!"

"Uh..." Connor hesitated. "Back at Panera?"

"How do you expect me to get home?" I yelled, standing up. "Am I supposed to walk?" I threw my hands up to prove my point. For some reason, the thought of walking home brought tears to my eyes, and I started sniffling.

"Wait a minute," Connor said, staring at me. "Annabeth-"

"-are you crying?" Travis finished.

"I am not crying!" I announced. "I-I'm- There's something in my eye!"

"In both eyes?" Travis asked. The Stolls shared an amused glance.

I walked into the cabin, looking for the son of Poseidon. The Second Titan War had barely finished, and everyone was still celebrating.

"Percy? Chiron says it's time for lunch. Percy?"

But he wasn't there.

I went to the rock climbing wall. The Big House. The Hermes Cabin (they had kidnapped Percy once before).

He wasn't there. No one had seen him since yesterday.

I ran to the sea, the only place I hadn't already checked. He wasn't there either.

"PERCY?" I screamed to the open water, tears streaming down my face. "PERCY? WHERE ARE YOU?"

There was no reply.

The sea gives, and the sea takes.

"Do you want a tissue?" Connor asked, looking nervous. I got the feeling that to him, people crying was awkward.

"I'm not crying!" I reminded him, teeth clenched, but by now tears were running down my face, and I was hardly able to stop them.

"Don't worry about your car," Travis assured me. "I'll bring it back to you by tonight. I'll drop it off in your garage,"

"Are you sure you don't need a tissue?" Connor asked again.

"Positive," I sniffed. The Stolls sighed, giving up.

"Come on," Travis said, leaning against the bench "I'll drive you home."

"Okay," I said. "Where's your car?" They pointed across the street, to a car that was half encased in the bushes. I walked over and got in.

"So what street are you on again?" Travis asked.

"Uh... Long Road,"

"Really?" Connor snickered. "Long Road?"

"Shh!" Travis cried. "Don't make her mad!" He eyed me warily, as if I was going to cry any minute.

"Guys, stop it!" I said. "I'm not going to cry!"

"Don't cry, Luke," I said, touching his shoulder, which I had trouble doing as an eight year old. "Why are you crying, Luke? Don't cry!"

"Thalia's gone," he said. "The gods don't care. She meant nothing to them. Just a pawn on the chessboard."

"I know," I said. "It's not fair, because I miss Thalia too."

"They don't care," he said quietly. "They're never going to care."

There's nothing worse than seeing the strongest person you know cry, because that's when you know the situation is really as bad as your worst fears tell you.

"Uh- huh," Connor muttered. "Your eyes are still red from the last time you cried, which was five minutes ago!"

"Oh, shut up," I said, checking my phone, which had been moster-proofed by the Hephaestus Cabin. There were twenty- two missed calls from Percy. Twenty-two? I sighed.

"Well, here's your house," Travis said, pulling up to our driveway. "Bye, Annabeth,"

"All right," I said, getting out of the car. "I'll call you to discuss the April Fool's Day plans, okay?"

"Deal," he said.

"Leave your garage open so we can put your car in it!" Connor shouted.

"Uh, thanks," I muttered.

"Annabeth!" Percy yelled, running out of the house. "Where were you?"

"Uh... You probably don't want to know," I muttered.

"Okay," he frowned, but then brightened up. "I made dinner!"

"Annabeth," Percy said, twirling spaghetti on his fork. "There's something I need to tell you."

"There's something I need to tell you," Frederick said. Frederick, not Dad, because he used to be my father and now he's just a person. "We're moving to San Francisco,"

"Uh-huh," I said, my mouth full.

"Um, the blood bank called. They left a message on the home phone, and-"

"Oh," I said. "Okay. Do they need more blood or something?" Percy swallowed.

"Uh, well, um, you're um-"

The oven started beeping. I ran over, grabbed a potholder, and pulled out a tray of what seemed to be brown... bricks?

"Seaweed Brain," I called. "What is this?"

"Those are brownies, Wise Girl," Percy said. I examined them carefully.

"Er... maybe not."

"Hey!"

"They kinda look like bricks."

"They do not!" Percy said, running over. He looked thoughtfully into the pan of brownies. "Okay, fine, you're right,"

"You were right, Annabeth," Bobby cried, running into the room. He held up his paper, which had a red A on it, thanks to me. "You were right, and the teacher was wrong!" He ran up and hugged me.

"Uh, thanks," I said, a bit awkwardly.

"You're welcome!" he told me, eyes shining.

"I know," I replied.

I woke up at two in the morning the next day, to get ready for my April Fool's Day prank. I called Connor and Travis, and made sure that everything was set to go (it was).

"Good morning!" I told Percy, as I shook him awake at six o'clock. He groaned and rolled out of bed, landing flat on his face

"What time is it, Annabeth?"

"Six o'clock," I said. "Get up. I have a schedule here!"

Athena always has a plan.

"A schedule?" Percy asked, sounding slightly bemused.

"Yes," I told him, checking off the first item, Wake Percy up. "You're making us late, Seaweed Brain. Now you only have seven minutes to get dressed."

"But it's Saturday!"

"I don't care. Meet me in the kitchen in five," I stepped out of the room.

All through breakfast, Percy kept trying to tell me something, but I kept shushing him, because we were running out of time, and there was still a ton of food on his plate.

"All right," I said, when we were finally through. "Okay. Next, we are going to Camp."

"Okay," Percy shrugged. "Let's go, then."

We hopped in my car, and were halfway there when I started to feel queasy.

"Okay, pull over," I said, running to the grass, where I threw up the contents of my breakfast. Great. I guess I still had the stomach bug. That was definitely not part of my plan.

"Annabeth," Percy caught his breath. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I lied. "I think I just need to lie down,"

"Are you sure?" Percy questioned, helping me back to the car. "You look a little green," I looked green? Like Thalia, when she was a tree?

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said, getting in the backseat. "Just... Keep driving, okay?"

"Uh, okay," Percy said.

Thirty minutes later, the queasiness in my stomach had begun to subside, and I felt a bit better, which was good, because we were at Camp

"Annabeth?" Travis stated. He lowered his voice. "Are you sure we should do this? Don't you think it's kind of mean?'"

"Of course not," I said. "It's just a prank, Travis. Since when are you so uptight?"

"I'm not uptight," he muttered. "Fine. I'll do it. Whatever."

"Do what?" Percy questioned.

"Put this on," I told him as I placed a blindfold in his hands.

"Okay," Percy muttered. I held his right hand, while Travis took the left. "Where are we going?"

"Oh, you'll see," I said, as we lead him towards the Big House, where everything was set up.

"All right," Percy said, smiling that smile I loved so much. I led him through the door, and peeled the blindfold off.

"Surprise!" everyone yelled. The room was decorated in giant pink and blue streamers, pink and blue balloons, and pink and blue tablecloths. There was even a cake, which was pink and blue, not to mention the entire camp, who were wearing pink and blue.

"But it's not my birthday!" Percy cried.

"I know," I told him. "I'm pregnant, Seaweed Brain,"

"YES!" Percy exploded. I had never seen him look so happy in my entire life, and Percy was a pretty joyous person.

I thought about what Travis had said. How this was a mean prank to play.

"Uh, Percy?" I muttered. "April Fool's!"

"Wait...what?" he cried.

"April Fool's!"

"Wait, what?" Percy repeated. He looked at me in the eyes. "This-this is really an April Fool's Day prank?"

"Yeah," I told him. "It is,"

"Well," Percy sighed. "I guess that's an April Fool's Day prank, too, because Annabeth, the blood bank called."

"What do you mean?" I cried.

"Annabeth," he said slowly. What came next were some of the most important words of my life. "You're not allowed to donate any more blood, because you're pregnant."

"April Fool's?" I guessed. Percy shook his head.

Annabeth did not have a plan.

A/N: I hope you guys had as much fun reading this as I did writing this!

Happy April Fool's Day! BTW, should I continue the story?