Hello, people! I don't own PJO, blah, blah, blah; just read.

When I went to bed that night, Malcolm was asleep, and there was a piece of paper on my bunk. It was some sort of invite. I read it:

To Annabeth Minerva Chase,

I cordially invite you to visit me once, and only once. To take up this offer, just place this letter in the water.

Sincerely,

Perseus Alexander Jackson.

It stung that he went all formal on me, using our full names. Percy never introduced himself, or did anything, with his full name. And, that hurt.

I turned the piece of paper, hoping that there might be something else written on it. I was right:

To Douche-face,

Percy told me to give this to you. I don't know why, but he told me to give it to you. He seemed adamant so I gave it to you.

No matter how much everyone at Camp (literally everyone) hates you, I will maim you or I'll get Clarisse to maim you if you don't take up his offer.

The offer is valid for three days.

Sincerely,

Malcolm Rider.

P.S.

You're a sucky, sucky sibling. Even Mom thinks so.

"I know," I whispered to myself.

I figured that I might as well see him tomorrow. It's too late to go now.

*The next day*

It's ten o'clock, and I'm gonna see Percy. I stood on the beach, shifting my weight from leg to leg uncomfortably. "Um... Annabeth Chase?" I laid the paper on the water, and it dissolved. The water opened up, reluctantly.

I walked in, and two dolphins were there, ready to take me to Percy. They seemed to hate me, but I couldn't blame them. I hated myself.

*A few minutes later*

Oh. My. Gods. Poseidon's palace was amazing! The architectural part of my started to show.

The dolphins took me around to the side of the palace, to a smaller, yet hotel-sized building. Above it, on the arch, it read Percy's Place in his familiar scrawl. The dolphins dropped me off there, and I pushed the ginormous door.

The inside was... there are no words for how good it looked.

From Percy's bed, you could see 10 floors, like they were cut in half from the lift to the wall. Each floor had the occupant's name and cabin number on. In each room, there was a bed, a table and something personalised for each occupant.

Percy's bed looked like a huge oyster. On either side, were two large bedside tables. On one, there were food and drink. On the other were his iPod, a laptop, a few drachmas and a prism.

Next to his bed was an IV stand. The needle was poked into his hand, but he didn't seem to notice it. He had his eyes closed, and was mouthing along to the song he was listening to on his iPod. His laptop was open.

A chair was placed near him, probably for his father, and on the other side of the room, in the corner, was another chair. I quietly went and sat down on the chair.

Percy opened his eyes and nodded acknowledgement at me, before closing his eyes again and mouthing along to the song.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open and all eleven campers who'd put themselves forward to see him, burst through the door.

"Hey, Perce!"

"Hi, Kelp Head."

"Hello, Ocean Boy."

A chorus of greetings filled the room, but I sat in the shadows, unseen and unheard.

"Hey, guys?" Percy spoke clearly. Everyone quietened down. "I have gifts for you all."

All the campers loaded into the lift and one-by-one got off at their respective floors.

Percy swung his legs over the bed, sitting on it.

"Oh my gods, Percy!" Jason called. "I hate you!" He joked, holding up a stapler. Percy grinned.

"Percy, how did you know we'd needed this exact fertiliser?" Katie was looking at a huge green bottle.

"No way!" Clarisse said, surprised. "Perce, how'd... where'd you get..." Clarisse held up a spear, which cackled with electricity. An electric spear. Then, she turned and got out more weapons.

"I needed this exact book! How'd you know? I'm sure I didn't tell you." Malcolm called.

"Oh, the latest first-aid kit... with demigod necessities as well. Percy, you could be a life-saver!" Will said.

Thalia stood at the place where she could see Percy, and put her hands on her hips. "How'd you know about my dream outfit? How?" She smiled. "I love you, cuz."

"Epic! Brand-new awesome demigod tool kit! This could help me in so many inventions!" Leo exclaimed.

"Percy, Percy, Percy. I didn't think I needed all this to remind me of my family." Piper held up some Cherokee items. "But... actually,... I think I do." She smiled.

"Wow, Percy! The latest prank gear, spray paint, water guns, everything a pranker could ever want! You, my man, are an epic friend!" The Stolls cried. I put my head in my hands. Prank gear? Percy, you have doomed camp.

"Thanks for my gift, and Hazel's gift, too. You don't always need to do something for the both of... Frank has one?! Oh, gods. I'll give theirs to them. You don't need to give us all this." Nico gestured to all of the gifts.

Percy answered everybody's claim separately. "Jason, I heard about the stapler incident, and thought about the irony in it. Katie, I have my sources." He took a fleeting glance at Travis, a glance which Katie, thankfully, missed. "Clarisse, well, I broke your first electric spear, so I got you another one, as well as all the other weapons." He shrugged. "Thought you might like them. Malcolm, you're a son of Athena. I just got the newest book I thought you'd like. Will, I thought someone might need it, and Chiron told me that you were running low on supplies.

"Thalia, I know enough about you to know your taste in clothing. I'm glad I picked out your dream outfit. That was just coincidence. Leo, I thought you might like it. Piper, I know the feeling. Stolls," Percy grinned, "as long as you don't prank me, camp is doomed. Go and prank camp as much as possible. No body's stopping you, now. I'll tell Chiron and Mr D. Nico, you're welcome. And, yes. I do have to get you gifts. You've helped keep me sane for the past year-and-a-bit. It's the least I could do."

Jason piped up. "Man, we don't need gifts. We just need you at camp. Gods know how dark and gloomy the camp fire is. It's so depressing, man. It's horrible." The other campers agreed.

"Anyway, we need to vanish: we have a camp to prank." Connor grinned, and the Stolls left.

"Yep, I've got to show the Hunters my new outfit." Thalia left.

"I have a stapler to bury. See ya, Perce." Jason smiled at Percy's face.

"I have some plants to fertilise. Bye, Percy." Katie left.

"And, I have some weapons to practice with." Clarisse came up and gave Percy a hug. I had no idea they'd gotten so close. Last time I saw them, they hated each other's guts; now, they're hugging as if it's normal.

"I have some campers to save in the Infirmary." Will stated, leaving.

"Some newly-thought-of inventions need to be made!" Leo told us.

"Thanks, Percy." Piper gave Percy a hug, before looking again at her Cherokee stuff.

"I've got some gifts to give out. See you soon." Nico shadow-travelled over to wherever Hazel and Frank were.

Soon, it was just us left in his room. Ignoring me, he took a drachma and his prism. He made a rainbow, and prayed. "Oh, Iris, goddess of the rainbow. Please accept my offering."

"Percy, I've told you time and time again. You don't need to pray to me. Just tell me where you want to IM to." A melodic voice came from the rainbow. Iris.

"Nah. I want to. Anyway, Chiron, Camp Half-Blood." Chiron appeared in the air.

"Percy!" He called, surprised. The nearest campers gathered round.

"Hey, Chiron. Hi, guys." Another chorus of greetings. "I have a note first, before I tell you anything."

"Yes?"

"I have given the Stolls new pranking gear, so give them free reign for a bit." The campers groaned.

"Percy!" Chiron widened his eyes. Then, after looking at Percy's face, which had fallen a bit. "Okay, but on one condition: they leave your cabin."

"Oh, I'm sure they'd do that anyway." Percy laughed. I hadn't heard that laugh in a long time, and I realised how much I'd missed it. He stopped laughing for a bit. No! Keep laughing. Please. But, he couldn't read my mind. "How is Cabin 3?"

"Piper and the Aphrodite cabin clean it every Sunday." Chiron's voice had gone quiet and sad. The campers noticed this and started drifted away from the IM. "The clean-cabin-rating never stops at Cabin 3. No one goes in it, except the people from Cabin 10. Sometimes, your representatives just sit on your bed, not doing anything. When they're asked what they're doing, they simply say, 'imagining Percy at camp'. It's dreadful. When does Apollo check up on you again?"

"Tomorrow, at noon. He says that I'm either gonna be completely cured in six-months, but if I'm lucky, I might be okay in four months time."

Chiron's face lit up. "That's brilliant news! I'll call a camp meet and I'll inform them of that. Your representatives hold a How-Percy's-Doing meeting every fortnight. The whole camp, excluding a few campers, sits in there, ready to be updated about how you are."

"Then, I'll get better a.s.a.p." Percy smiled. "Anyway, I've got to go. I'm gonna call Mom, now."

"Okay, Percy. Goodbye." Chiron swiped through the message.

Hello! I'm gonna answer reviewers here!

blueconverse333:

Wait and see what she does to try to make amends.

SilentVendetta22:

Au contraire, my friend. I am an avid supporter of Percabeth. Read my pen name: myotpispercabeth. I was just tired of so much Percabeth fluff, I decided to turn it around. But, don't worry. It'll get better, I promise.

daughterofwisdomandwater22:

...Well, that's a bit extreme. It'll get better. I promise.

Goddess of Idiots:

Lovely pen name. She has screwed it up, hasn't she? She tries to make amends, though, so I guess that makes up for about 1% of the damage she's caused.