A/N: Well guys, if you are reading this, then you want to know what happens next. If you are used to my old stories of less drinking and suggestive themes, then please know that I am going back to that as soon as possible. Bear with me, for this is a one-time deal. So, let's get back to the story. The gang isn't here right now due to some unforeseen events. Let's get this started.

UPDATE: Quest for Reyna will continue, despite its long hiatus. I may have found what I need to continue it.

Disclaimer: I only own the plot. PJO and HoO belong to Rick Riordan.

ONWARDS!

Annabeth felt the drumming in her head. It reminded her of a TV show that she would usually watch while at home.

Home. She missed her brothers and her stepmom. Her father probably still has no idea that she is still alive. With the 'waking up from Tartarus' drama and the mortal who knew more about them than they thought, she had little time to find her family. She owed them big time for forgetting them. Once she found her phone, and once she was away from camp, she would give them a call. She remembered when Percy called his mom after Olympus was safe.

Wait, I'm alive still?

Wake up Annabeth! Wake up!

5 more minutes!

Wake up now!

Leave me alone! Go back to bed!

What bed?!

Annabeth's eyes shot open. A small part of her brain managed to bring her back from whatever she was dreaming, if she was dreaming at all. Underneath her wasn't a soft cushion that was her bed. Over her wasn't a lovely woven blanket that she enjoyed. All she felt was the cold, hard ground that belonged outside. She pushed herself off of the ground, only to be hit by a raging headache. Realizing that she had done more than she wanted to the night before, she knew she was in so much trouble. She slowly raised herself off of the ground and stood up. One of her shoes was missing, and all she felt were leaves and twigs under her bare left foot.

The world around her began to spin. She felt like she was going to throw up. She rested herself on a tree and vomited into a bush. A burning sensation was felt in her throat as she knew what it was. The drinks she had that last night were too much. After feeling her stomach loosen up, she propped herself back up. The world continued to spin, but she felt herself stabilizing. The world finally stopped spinning and she found herself calm. The sun had not come up yet, and she was glad for that. She read once that sunlight with a hangover was not the best combination. With her mind still fuzzy, she found the strength to begin walking. Immediately she knew where she was.

To her left was Zeus's Fist. She smiled as she remembered her quest into the Labyrinth, the quest that confirmed her feelings for Percy were true. She involuntarily found her hand softly grazing her lips. She had no thoughts in mind when she kissed Percy in Mt. Saint Helens all those years ago.

A soft breeze blew past Annabeth, and she found herself shivering. She crossed her arms to keep herself warm, but discovered something that made her heart stop. She wasn't wearing a shirt! Worse, she wasn't wearing a bra!

"Oh shi—"

She looked around the ground, frantically looking for her camp shirt. She was still wearing her necklace at least. She covered her breasts as she looked. Finally, she noticed some orange on the Fist. She ran toward the Fist and grabbed the shirt. Unfortunately for her, it was torn beyond any hope of covering herself. Without her bra in sight, she cursed as she continued to cover herself. She found a few big leaves, and with the skills of a seamstress, she crafted a makeshift bra. It clung tightly to her, showing her size, but as long as she can get back to her cabin without anyone running past her, she would be OK.

Annabeth prepared to walk out of the forest, but she froze. She checked her hips. At least she was wearing her pants. All she was missing was a shoe, a shirt, a bra, and probably her pride. She guided herself out of the forest and into a clearing. She looked around the camp. The whole party wasn't contained in Bunker 9. Campers were sprawled out all over the camp, some missing some clothing, some missing more. Annabeth shielded her eyes. In the distance, she saw Nico crawling on the ground without a shirt. He was groaning in pain, probably the hangover was killing him.

She was going to help Nico, but she needed to get a shirt. Last thing she needs is a boy, or a girl, staring at her. She didn't roll both ways, but some campers tried to get her to join the other side.

She began walking toward her cabin. Looks like the Athena cabin didn't survive the party as the door was broken. She continued to walk slowly, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw movement on the beach. She turned to only see a fishing net. She sighed as she continued walking. Again it moved, and it caught the topless girl's eye. Indeed she saw something moving, and it appeared to be a human trapped. She walked over to see who it was. She had to walk over some campers as she did so. When she got close, she knew who it was.

"Percy?"

The son of Poseidon shifted in his sleep. He was underneath the fishing net with a bottle of wine in his hands. It appeared to be empty, but Annabeth didn't want to think about it. She swore to herself to never look at another bottle of wine as long as she lived. She removed the net from her boyfriend's unconscious body.

Annabeth tried shaking him awake, but he was a heavy sleeper when he wanted to be. An earthquake wouldn't shake him from his sleep. She tried shaking him again and even resorted to smacking him so he could wake up. No such luck.

The daughter of Athena sighed. "Your mom made blue cookies," she whispered into his ear.

Immediately Percy woke up and wide eyed. Before he could say anything, he exclaimed in pain. The headaches were quick to attack him. He tossed the bottle of wine away from the beach and slowly rose to his feet. "Annabeth, what happened last night, and why—"

He stopped as he focused on his girlfriend. She was sitting there in her shorts and a leaf bra. Percy blushed a bright red as he realized he had never seen Annabeth so naked before. Well, he was used to seeing her in a tank top and shorts, but that was usually it. Annabeth followed his gaze to her chest and punched him. "Quit staring!"

He snapped out of his gaze and quickly looked away. "Um, sorry, but uh—"

"Don't say anything. I hope nothing happened last night," she said.

"Never underestimate the power of wine," her boyfriend said.

Annabeth rolled her eyes. Percy helped his girlfriend to her feet, and with too much strength, pulled her right into his chest. They both collided, and Annabeth exclaimed in pain and shock. Percy was at a loss of words as he tried apologizing. Annabeth blushed as her arms were wrapped around her boyfriend.

"Umm—"

"Yeah." Percy removed his shirt. "Here, put this on."

Annabeth quickly took the shirt and put it on. She left her makeshift bra on and straightened her hair. For the first time that morning, she breathed normally. "Ok, so that's taken care of," she said.

"Yeah," Percy concluded. "Now what?"

"Well, I saw Nico at his cabin. See if you can help some of the campers recover from their hangovers, I'm going to try and figure out what the Hades happened last night."

Percy nodded. "Alright, so who first?"

Before Annabeth could say anything, they heard a loud sneeze come from the Sound. They both looked over and noticed a small canoe on fire in the middle of the water, followed by some girly screaming. Without thinking of anything, Percy jumped into the water and swam toward the burning boat. Annabeth fixed her hair and began walking around camp.

Percy sighed as he set Leo onto the shore. He was missing his shoes and his pants, which made rescuing him near impossible, but at least he was alright. Annabeth came back with one of the new campers, a girl names Amanda, in her arms. The little 12 year-old may have drank either the wine on accident or some of Leo's Marvelous Mango Madness, a drink he and Dakoda whipped up on their last visit to Jupiter. Annabeth set the little girl down and walked back to the stables, where the sounds of a human were being emitted by a horse.

"Can you help me?" Annabeth asked.

"With what?"

"Cleaning horse poop. Apparently Frank is in there covered in it, and since you were able to clean the stables before, you can do it again," Annabeth said.

The son of Poseidon sighed as he walked over ahead of Annabeth, apparently grumbling to himself on how Frank keeps getting into awkward situations like this. Annabeth sat down next to little Amanda and looked over the Sound. Trident Island was seen emerging from the thick fog. The island, a gift from Poseidon, housed the statues of the heroes of the Titan War, both surviving and the fallen. Those who fell were seen wearing a cloak with their weapon of choice.

Since she left to help the camp, Annabeth was able to acquire some proper clothing from her cabin. She felt embarrassed that she was so exposed to her boyfriend, especially since she woke up that morning with no top at all.

"Giddy-yup," she heard behind her.

Annabeth turned around and finally noticed Chiron in the middle of the camp. He was out cold and in his centaur form with Hazel on his back. She was wearing a Stetson and was hunched over her wise teacher. Her leg was twitching and she was muttering 'Giddy-yup'. Annabeth held back a laugh as she watched Hazel trying to ride Chiron.

Suddenly, a horrible stench greeting Annabeth. She turned over and saw Percy with Frank on the ground. They both were covered in horse poop. The son of Poseidon looked angry, especially at Frank. "He freaked out, reverted to human form, and attacked me with poop. Honestly, I just want to forget this day ever happened."

Annabeth chuckled. "You and me both. Go wash up before you go to sleep, otherwise you will wake your father in Atlantis," she said.

"And make sure you are wearing clothes before you go to bed, otherwise Athena will have to deal with her daughter streaking," Percy responded.

"I bet you'd like that, huh?" Annabeth asked.

"Don't start. Anyway, yeah I'm going to sleep. Goodnight."

Annabeth smiled. "I'd kiss you, but you stink."

Percy smirked and walked away, dragging Frank away. Annabeth smiled as she watched her boyfriend disappear into the showers, toss Frank to the side, and turn on the water. She began walked back to her cabin, and before she could say goodnight to the camp, she noticed Piper and Jason both exiting the Zeus cabin. Piper was wearing a sheet while Jason was in his boxers. They both looked awkwardly at each other before running in separate directions. Annabeth shook her head, made sure she had her clothes on comfortably, and fell asleep.

I better not wake up naked

Lol, challenge accepted

A/N: Well everyone, I hope you liked this chapter. There will be a new version of this coming up on here later on, and it will be M rated. I will not be writing it since I am having a good friend of mine write it. Remember to review and expect updates soon. Until next time!

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