A/N: Y'all might forgive me. Don't own PJO.
The second I woke up, I began to question where I was. Then I realized that I wasn't awake but in one of those dreams that everyone claimed Morpheus would send. This one let me look in on Dionysus sitting in a room, probably in the Big House.
"I don't get it, Chiron." He threw something at the fire he was facing as the centaur came into view. "She's only a child."
"By today's standards, yes. But you have to remember the oracle is a daughter of Gaea, making her much older than Zeus and more set in her preferences." Chiron was flipping through one of his books searching for something. "Anyways, Percy encountered a creature we are unable to identify..." His voice trailed on as a new scene came into view.
This one held Dionysus in another room, apparently getting ready for bed. The only thing he had on was leopard print pajama pants. In his hand was a glass that had been filled with wine. "Such a good year." I couldn't help but laugh at him talking to liquid. That was a mistake. He turned in my direction, "Who's there?"
"Sorry." I stepped closer, thinking that this was the dream part where nothing was real. He sat his glass on a nearby table.
"Ariadne, what are you doing here? I told you to sleep." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Morpheus? That's my best guess."
"You are asleep then?"
"I hope so. Cause that whole thing seriously killed my nerves. Hopefully you guys never have to really meet my dad."
"Well, while you're here, might as well sit down for a bit." He did that thing again where the chair randomly appears, and pushed me into it. "So why?"
"Why what?"
He gave me one of those looks that 'You-know-what'.
"Fine. He's not that great of a guy. Can we leave it at that, so I don't have nightmares?" By now I had curled up like a cat in the chair.
"Okay." With that my dream faded from view and the night went by without any more interruptions.