*Gets pelted with various weapons and rotten fruits.* 2 weeks guys, 2 weeks! I really do suck... I had this chapter written a week ago but hadn't had time to drag myself to a computer and upload it, screw iPods. Read A/N below for more- *Is cut off by a screwdriver and a pen being launched into her face* Who did that?

Percy: Me and Donna.

Annabeth: No, Donna and I.

Percy: I'm pretty sure that I'm the one who threw a capped Riptide at her.

*Annabeth facepalms*

Donna: Do you own Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus or Doctor Who?

Azzy: YES! OF COURSE I DO! Because in their spare time, Rick Riordan and Steven Moffat write Fan Fictions about their own stories/show. They Skype each other... ( and )

Donna: I think it's time I got back in the TARDIS...


Donna hated to admit it; but she was scared. She'd had her fair share of time with kids and knew how angry they'd get if they didn't get what they wanted, only these kids were armed with real weapons.

"Chiron," said Donna as the Doctor fiddled with the controls, "Isn't he that little hairy thing with the devil horns and big red nose in the Hercules cartoon?"
"That, Donna, is HIGHLY offensive," spoke the Doctor, flabbergasted that she'd make such a mistake. "Chiron is a CENTAUR! The best teacher a hero could ask for, in my opinion!"
"And the Doctor's opinion is always the best?"
"You bet." said the Doctor, grinning. His smile faded with the whirring of the TARDIS. "What? For some reason the TARDIS won't enter the time vortex... She only ever does that when... Well then, make yourself comfy, we'll be here for quite a while!"
"How long?"
"As long as it takes me to sweet talk the TARDIS into telling me what's wrong!" Donna left the control room listening to the Doctor try and seduce the TARDIS. Sometimes she wondered if all the things in his super sized brain got jumbled up and made him crazy. God, she was travelling time and space with a madman in a blue box! But she still wouldn't miss it for the world. Heck, with the the Doctor, she had the whole of time and the universe(s?)!
Suddenly the TARDIS tilted to the left. Seems she can be sweet talked easily. Donna ran back to the Doctor to find him looking confused. "What's wro-" Donna was cut off by the TARDIS doing a spin and both she and the Doctor toppled to the floor. "Why aren't you using your magical sciencey spaceman powers to make this less painful?!"
"I-I-I-" this continued for a few seconds before Donna got up from the floor and stamped on his foot. The Doctor screamed out in pain. At least he'd shut up. "You're tongue tied today, aren't you? First the well and now this. There must be one Hell of a scary problem then."
The Doctor got up, still rubbing his hand. "Pretty scary. Perhaps a chance of the apocalypse..."
"Then it's just like always!" said Donna, causing a small smile to escape the Doctor's lips just as they toppled over again. As Donna was about to fall she grabbed hold of one of the levers. Oops... She took her hand off of the lever as if it wērē on fire. "Er... Doctor..."
"What is it?"
"What exactly does this lever do..?"
"I have no idea, but what I do know is that it's never been pulled down before..."
"Oh really?"
"Donna, what did you do?" said the Doctor standing up and looking at Donna sternly.
"What do you think, spaceman? I thought you were meant to be clever!" The Doctor looked at the screen which showed what was outside. We seemed to have landed without the whirring noise or anymore tossing. "Ah, I think that might have been the brakes you just turned off..." Donna was secretly amused that she'd outsmarted (even if it was by accident) a time lord. The last time lord.
"I guess that leaves us only one choice, then; find out why the TARDIS brought us here!" said Donna.
"Why, don't you catch on quick!" replied the Doctor. And was that a hint of pride she just saw in his eyes? Just a little speckle...
"Come on, then!" he urged.
"Are you sure there's no kids with swords out there?"
"Positive."
"Then what are we waiting for!" and with that they stepped out of the TARDIS and into a... completely normal library. Donna could hear people talking quietly in American accents.
"So we're still in America... but where in America?" she whispered.
The Doctor licked his finger and stuck it high in the air. "Library in central Manhatten, New York, USA. Opened in 19 - gah!" he was cut off by Donna elbowing him in the stomach. He had been talking quite loudly and people were staring at the maniacs who'd just materialised in a blue box. Everybody looked their way except for - except for the blonde with the guy with messy black hair, who seemed to be engrossed with their computer screen. The blonde smacked the boy in the nose and then leaned into the boy after a few seconds. Just then all the windows shattered and in flew- wait... were those bloody flying PIGS?!
"Er... Doctor..."
"Flying pigs? Yeah, I noticed." The boy with the messy hair stood up and took a pen out of his pocket. Did he take the phrase 'the pen is mightier than a sword' seriously? The boy uncapped the pen and what Donna saw next was very weird. And life with the Doctor was the definition of weird. But this was very weird. The pen morphed into a bronze sword - THE bronze sword that he'd been using earlier in their awkward first encounter.
Donna hadn't realised the Doctor had left her side until he came and stood in front of her with 2 guns, one of them extended toward her.
"Guess we should help them if we've got the right weapons..."
"You want me to shoot flying pigs out of the sky?!"
"Pretty much, yes."
"I don't even know how to use a bloody gun!"
"Point, safety, trigger!"
"Why thank you for that help!" said Donna sarcastically. But sarcasm could wait, for now winged beasts were flying their heads. And they didn't look happy...
Donna saw that the girl had taken out a bronze dagger and she and the boy were killing the pigs like they did it everyday. Oh dear. The doors burst open and a pack of 3 foot tall dogs had entered. And they didn't look like the dogs in the park that Donna was deadly afraid of; these ones seemed to have glowing eyes and weren't on leashes.
The boy turned around and saw the dogs and the two time travellers. His eyes widened, but Donna wasn't sure if it was because of the dogs or her and the Doctor. The said Doctor made a "don't worry about us, you take down the flying pigs whilst we shoot the gigantic vicious dogs". That's time travel for you.
Donna turned to the dogs. This shouldn't be hard, seeing as she hates them. She pointed the gun at the closest dogs head. Okay, point. Next to her the Doctor shot a dog and it dissolved into golden dust. Just like how she had disappeared the day of her wedding. That just made her even more angry.
She flicked the safety and pulled the trigger and the dog which was bounding toward her disappeared like the one before. Donna shot another one which was running to the kids. They'd taken care of most of the pigs now. Donna started shooting the dogs off one by one, the Doctor at her side. Once they'd been eliminated, she turned to see the kids with not a breath out of place. Maybe they DID do this everyday...
"What the Hades just happened?" cried out the boy. The Doctor knew that feeling all too well, "First the newspaper article, then the fact that you could see the monsters, then the CHILDREN of the Clazmonian Sow and then you have guns with Celestial Bronze bullets!"
The girl tried to calm him down but he was still full of rage. "You two had better come back to camp with us! And bring your weird blue box with you!" he said, storming out of the library. The girl just looked at them and gave them an apologetic smile.
"Um... I think you should come too, thanks for helping, by the way..." she said awkwardly. The Doctor nodded and stepped into the TARDIS.
"The only way to get this to camp is to use it as transport." he said, patting the door frame. Donna suddenly remembered that they were in a library. And that all the other people had seen what had happened... time to do something she saw people do in the park sometimes.
"And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the end of our Live Action Role Play. We call it LARP.". Donna was glad she never planned on coming to Manhattan, because after this, things would get very awkward.
The Doctor caught on quick. "And now, please do not be alarmed, as we shall teleport to our alien planet... Er... Raxacoricofallapitourius! In our magical blue box of, er, magic!" he grabbed the girl's arm and pulled her inside. Everybody's eyes widened as she screamed, probably because of the bigger on the inside thing.
"Calm down, New Yorkians, all is fine! The girl is merely shocked by the amount of alien technologies inside our blue box! Now we shall disappear to never return, um... but the birds shall sing, and the Earth still turn!" and with that, she scurried into the TARDIS. She heard gasps from her 'audience'. Probably because three people were stuffed into a small blue box.
She shut the door behind her, leaning against it and let out a deep breath. Donna extended her gun hand to the Doctor. "Just- just take it!". The Doctor obediently did as told and went back to the controls. "Where's the blonde?"
"Her name's ANNABETH, and she's looking around. Nice poetry, by the way."
"Annabeth, isn't that, like, what snobby mums name their snobby kids?"
"You can talk, Donna NOBLE!" Donna shoved the Doctor away from the controls and pulled the brake lever she'd discovered earlier. She stepped back and leaned against a railing.
"Continue."
"You do one thing by accident and suddenly you think you're smarter than a Time Lord!"
"Maybe not SMARTER than you! But perhaps one day, you and I shall share the same amount of knowledge!"
"And then your head will 'bloody explode' just as you'd said earlier."
Donna hit his arm and went to find Annabeth. Which didn't really take that long. She was stood gawking at the the amount of books in the library.
"Like what you see?"
Annabeth jumped and spun round, somewhere in between she had unsheathed her dagger. Donna put up her hands in surrender, her eyes wide and staring at Annabeth's weapon. She saw it was just harmless (unless you happen to be a big scary dog) old (younger than the Doctor. Way younger) Donna and put her dagger down.
"Um... I guess..." replied Annabeth to the question which was posed 20 seconds ago.
"The Doctor does like his information!"
"Can I ask you something?"
"You just did." said Donna before mentally slapping herself, "Ugh, I'm becoming the Doctor! Ask me whatever you like, but I doubt I'll be able to tell you what the 5 solar systems in the... Marca- pissa... kay galaxy are called!"
"No, it's just that you call Doctor Smith THE Doctor."
"You're in a giant, time-travelling spaceship full of alien technology which is hidden inside a small blue police box from the 1950's and the first thing you care to question is why I call the Doctor by a slightly strange name?"
"Woah, wait. Time travelling? Spaceship? Alien? What the Hades?"
"What the Hades?"
"Yes, what the Hades!"
"No, what the Hades?"
"What - the - Hay - dees!"
"NO! What the Hades? What the Hell is what the Hades?"
"Hell!"
"Hell what?"
"Hell HADES!" shouted Annabeth.
"Hell Hades WHAT?"
"Hades. Equals. Hell."
"I grew up in London, I think I'd know if there was slang for Hell!"
"I'm American!"
"Well I don't give a damn!"
"Hades is Lord of the Underworld!"
"And I need to know this because..?"
"Because I'm a freaking demigod!"
"Yes, and I'm a descendant of Tutankhamen!"
"That's not something you should joke about! There's a curse!"
"You use the 'lord of the underworld's' name like a curse! So what the Tutankhamen do you mean?!"
"Ahem." Donna and Annabeth spun round and saw the Doctor standing in the doorway, "we've landed."
Annabeth ran past the Doctor, probably glad to be back home. "What the Hades just happened?" said Donna, worn out after her rush of adrenaline with the dogs and then her stupid argument with Blondie.
"Well, you wouldn't have had that argument if you'd heard the TARDIS land, or even felt a few bumps and tumbles?" the Doctor shrugged.
"Oh, shut up! We should get out of here before the armed kids kids come IN."
"Then lead the way, Ms. Noble!" said the Doctor, gesturing at the door. Donna was sure to stomp on his foot on the way out.


Wub.

I haven't been updating since, what, a freaking 2 weeks ago?! I'm becoming the author that I swore I wouldn't become. This chapter was written over a 9 day period, so half of it was mind puke. This chapter really doesn't make sense, nor do I like it. I have my average fan fiction author excuses: school, reading etc. Actually that's about it. I really don't have time to post new follows/favourite/reviews praise, but remind me to send you your cookies! This chapter is quite longer(?) than usual. The last bit with the crappy Hades argument was written during an X Factor break, so blame that. I was also just reading Throne of Fire hence the Tutankhamen reference (I like to think that they shared more in Son of Sobek) and the arguing was really all Sadie/Carter-ishy. But please, unfollow if you hate me. You won't be the first to . Calm, Azzy, calm.
Questions? Criticism? Flames? Love? Cookies? Review! Even if you want to run over this story with a TARDIS-on-wheels, at least tell me why! I thoroughly blame The Orange Ninja Unicorn (Did I get that right?) for letting me get engrossed in her favourites section, and then emblah01 for writing such awesome fics. But I lurve ya both!
Please don't hate me, Please don't hate me, Please don't hate me, Please don't hate me, Azzy. Please don't hate me.

PS: I was meant to update this a week ago, am doing this now because of the amazing review ParadoxalPaladin sent. It was only 28 words long, but it felt like an adrenalin rush. So: THANK YOU!