A/N Some people said that they liked the Mr. D's Pov, so I might as well start with it. Enjoy!

Previously on Percy's Big Mistake:

"I got off the couch for nothing?"

Mr. D's Pov

I sighed. "Pink Jackman. You are too lazy for your own good."

"It's Percy Jackson sir," Princess Jameson replied.

"Whatever you say, Pablo Jack," I said lazily.

Pretty Joseph grunted.

"Oh, Perry, you might want to take your temperature," I suggested evilly.

Percy's Pov

"Yes, my boy, it is time to see what your real temperature is," Chiron said kindly, agreeing to Mr. D.

Oh wow. I can still control Apollo's fabulous (not) thermometers.

"And your real temperature is….."

A/N Ha! You thought I was gonna end there? Wow… well, I have to say that I would too but….you know, I really don't have anything to say about that…. Um…. So yeah…..

"6284 DEGREES?" Chiron screamed.

"That's not possible!" Annabeth protested.

"Well, you know, Apollo's thermometers are always accurate so…. I guess we have to bring him to the hospital," Chiron said seriously as I paled, because I really wasn't sick.

A/N Feel free to tell me that this chapter is too short. I'm too lazy to make it longer. It's a Sunday. I'm obviously lazy. Isn't almost everyone lazy on Sundays?