A/N: I'm not quite sure why everything was underlined, but I don't like it. I guess I'm writing for no one, because I've only had two reviews, but I'm going to write anyway. : ) I've wondered this for quite a bit, so someone answer me: If hell is the Underworld, then wouldn't she say what the underworld, not what the Hades? Meh.

Disclaimer: I own what I own and its not PJO.

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Annabeth's POV.

The dream continued to change until I looked around a saw that I was in…another basement. A basement full of straw. Right as I went to the door to see whether or not it was locked, it opened. In the doorway stood a man who was obviously in charge. I didn't care enough to ask his name or any details, only this: "Where the Hades am I?"

He looked a bit taken aback by my outburst, but he just handed me a spinning wheel. "You will spin this straw into gold. If it is not golden by morning, you will die." He walked out. Like Hades, I thought. Now, if I can just remember what I'm supposed to do…. After a lot of thought and wishing that I'd read more fairy tales, I gave up. I couldn't think of a way to turn this straw into gold without divine intervention. Just then the door opened again. I picked up the spinning wheel, as it was my only weapon. I set to throw it, and in walked…

…Grover. "Grover! What are you doing here?" I asked, putting down the spinning wheel.

He stopped cowering in the doorway to answer me. "I don't know! I think I know what's going on…but maybe not." Great. So Grover was completely clueless.

"Wait!" He yelled suddenly, making me jump. "I remember this! I'm supposed to make this stuff into gold! But I think you have to give me something…oh yea! I need your necklace." I looked down and realized that I was still wearing my Camp Half-Blood necklace.

I thought about it for a while, then decided that it wasn't worth losing my necklace. "No way! That guy-" I began

"I think he's a king," he put in.

"Well his highness doesn't deserve the gold anyway. In the morning, I'll just let him know that he can shove this straw right up his-"

"I get it!" Grover jumped in. "But how are we going to fight him? He said he'd kill you."

" Don't worry about it, Grover. I've already come up with a plan worthy of Athena." I said proudly.

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In the morning, the king walked in. He looked around expectantly, only to find a mountain of straw, completely unchanged. "What did you do all night?" He asked angrily.

"Umm…sleep." I answered from my bed of hay. "What did you do all night?" I could see him about to call for guards when Grover jumped out. He tackled him, and I was going to smack him with the wheel when he disappeared. The straw began to twist as well and I saw Grover going in a completely different direction right before I blacked out.

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A/N: Alright then. I need fairy tales, y'all. Thank you Clio195 for your ideas! When I can figure it out, I'll use one of your ideas. But I couldn't think of a way to include more characters, so they'll have to wake up for a bit. Review y'all!