Disclaimer: I do not own the Olympians or Percy Jackson.

Zeus and Hera were waiting in one of Olympus's broom closets. They had no idea why Poseidon had wanted to meet them, or why he specifically wanted to meet them in a broom closet.

"My brother is already 45 seconds late, if he does not show up soon, the I'm going to leave." Zeus told his wife.

Hera rolled her eyes at her husbands impatience. Considering he had been around for several millennia, she didn't really think another minutes was going to make that much of a difference. Then again, this broom closet did kind of smell...

Finally, Poseidon showed up.

"Brother, Hera, I have a matter of great importance to discuss with you." said Poseidon, an element of urgency to his voice.

"I refrained from saying so in the throne room, as I didn't want to possibly anger Demeter, but... you said this fanfiction website would help us to get along better as a family and well... I couldn't help thinking... isn't Hades part of our family?"

Zeus's eyes narrowed at the mention of his eldest brother.

"Your point, Poseidon?"

"Well... I thought it may be for the best that Hades become involved in this, as if he felt left out, he might get um well... a bit grumpy. And since he can't hurt us, he might... well... I'm worried for Perseus..."

"Let me get this straight brother. You call us to a broom closet so you can tell us about how Hades' feelings might get hurt because he can't write fanfiction, thus resulting in him killing your son?"

"Um, yes?" said Poseidon, starting to realise how ridiculous he had been.

"I wasn't even needed!" said Hera in an annoyed tone.

"I just wanted to leave you in a broom closet." chuckled Poseidon, ignoring the venomous glare Hera shot at him, before she storming out.

Zeus, sighed and said "If you're seriously that worried about Hades killing Perseus because he didn't get to write a story, then I can allow him to participate in this activity."

"Thank you brother."

With that Zeus left, muttering about broom closets and Poseidon's absurdity.

Down in the underworld, Hades was snickering quietly to himself at the prospect of seeing Athena try to skin Aphrodite, when Poseidon's face appeared in a shimmer of mist in front of him.

"Hello Hades." said Poseidon through the mist.

"Um Hi?" said Hades to his brother. He was pretty surprised that Poseidon would be Iris Messaging him. They didn't exactly talk much, and when they did, it wasn't because they enjoyed each other's company.

"Look, uh Hermes has started a website for us called godlyfanfictiondotnet, and Zeus said we all have to write stories for it. And that includes you."

Hades shrugged and said "yeah okay.", before waving his hand through the mist, disconnecting the message. Poseidon's eyebrows rose at his brothers quick dismissal. Oh well, he thought, it's Hades, he'll figure something out...

Hades had indeed figured something out. Though he didn't appear at all interested while talking with Poseidon he secretly was very excited. He had a billion things he wanted to publish. Good thing they told me, thought Hades, if they had left me out, I probably would have had to do something drastic, like kill off Poseidon's son, Perseus...

Ares was not in a good mood. His stupid father had made him write a stupid story on Hermes' stupid website on a stupid laptop by a stupid deadline. He growled in frustration and cursed Zeus and Hermes. He had no idea what to write about. He wasn't part of any 'fandoms', unless violence and killing people was considered a fandom these days. Annoyed he went off to complain to Zeus.

"I don't have anything fanfiction-y to write about."

"Well write something un-fanfiction-y" said Zeus, hardly paying attention to his son.

"Can I write about violence and bloodshed?" asked Ares

"Sure sure whatever now can you please leave me alone, I have to reread all my fan-mail."

Grinning, Ares left, knowing exactly what he would be writing. Well, if he could figure out how to get onto the Internet on the darn laptop. He really needed to ask someone about that...

Zeus announced, after re reading his fan mail for the 5th time, that "Since you all don't seem to have any particular interest in any fandoms, I've decided your works don't have to be fandom related, despite the fact this is godlyfanfictiondotnet."

He was met with blank stares and questions of "we were supposed to be writing about fandoms?!"

Zeus just sighed and said "continue what you were doing."

Apparently only Ares had grasped on the fandom fact, which was a shocker. Ares was the last person Zeus expected to grasp any fact at all. Zeus then realised that he himself had yet to write a piece. It wouldn't do well not to obey his own instructions.

Yay! Chapter 3 done!

Sorry if this chapter is a bit short and all over the place. It's not my best work. I've got a ton of major exams happening soon so I've been studying like mad, which is leaving me barely any time to write. So for the next 2 weeks updates might be a little slower, however, as soon as exams are over I'll be back writing regularly. This chapter was a bit of a filler, I just had to get Hades involved. Next chapter however, the actual fanfiction written by the Olympians (well not really fanfiction anymore) will start!

Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated :D