I do realize that I haven't updated this is a really long time, and I'm very sorry. Things have just been very busy lately, and these chapters always take a lot of time and energy to write, both of which I've had very little of for a while now. Because of this, I can't promise to update this frequently, but I will update it.

So, this chapter's fairytale is going to be… The Three Little Pigs! Yes, I do realize that this doesn't have romance plot – there is a bit of Percabeth, but that is all. It isn't really based off of it, though. Next chapter, as I have promised people, will be Thuke.

Songs (songs that I was listening to over and over again while writing this): You Make My Dreams Come True by Hall and Oates, Sweet Disposition by The Temper Trap, Us by Regina Spektor, and Till There Was You from the musical The Music Man.

With that being said, here is the story! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

In the large, seemingly endless city of New York (which had quite a large average population of 9,000,000 at the time), there were three cousins – Thalia, Nico, and Percy. Each of their fathers was a brother to the other two, and like how most other siblings go, they tended to disagree and get into arguments. But there were a few things that they did agree on, one of which was that their father (the cousins – the main characters' grandfather) was evil, and shouldn't be let out of Nico's father's basement – where he was locked up for the sake of everyone's protection and safety.

Another thing that the three fathers agreed upon was that, once each of their children had reached the age of eighteen, they had to leave home and build themselves their own houses (or rather, buildings) with the resources they had (each of the parents supplied their children with a certain amount of money to spend on their house, and any left over could be used for whatever they liked).

None of the three cousins were expert architects in the slightest, but each still set off nonetheless, with a specific dream house in mind.

Thalia, who had a particular fondness for nature and camping, built her home out of wood. Her interior was built and designed to look like a log cabin, with a fireplace and everything. She had spent most of the money she was given, but still had some left over, which she used to increase her CD collection.

Nico, who spent most of his time traveling around the world, decided to spend the least amount of money possible on his house, so he could save it for his travels. He ended up building his house out of mostly straw and a minimal amount of wood, since it was the cheapest option possible. As a result, most of his money was left over, and he was able to book himself a year-round trip around the world, just like he had wanted to.

Lastly, there was Percy. He didn't have the slightest of skills in the architecture department and didn't even want to try to temp with the minimal amount he had, but instead he did have girlfriend who was quite interested in architecture and was taking a load of architecture classes and had a lot of practice in the area (she was also practically a genius, which could only help), so she helped Percy out. She designed his building out of brick and stone, so it was strong and sturdy – while still retaining beauty. It took all the money that Percy had been given to build it (which Nico and Thalia both had told him numerous times, was a bad idea), but he was happy with what his girlfriend, Annabeth, had designed for him.

***

"So," she began, "What do you think of it? Does it meet all of your desires and expectations Mr. Jackson?"

"Yes, Ms. Chase, it does." Percy said, into the phone, "It's absolutely perfect, Annabeth! It couldn't be any better, you did an amazing job with it!" he began to walk around his new home, portable phone in hand, admiring everything for the twentieth time.

"I'm glad," she said. He could practically hear her smiling with satisfaction into the phone; "I can completely imagine you in there."

"Why don't you come over right now, so you can actually see me in it, and we can celebrate while we're at it!" he said, plopping down on his brand new couch.

"I would, but I'm busy," she said.

"Then, cancel whatever you're doing. Please come," he begged.

"I don't know, Percy, it's-"

"Please?"

"Fine," she finally agreed, "But only because it's you, and this is my first ever completed architecture project. I'll be over in about twenty minutes."

"Annabeth, have I told you that you're the best?" Percy asked; walking over to his brand new kitchen in search for something could prepare quickly for the two of them.

"You have," she replied, "But not nearly frequently enough."

"I'll work on that." Percy said, while rummaging through various cabinets.

"You better." Annabeth said, right before she hung up the phone.

In the end of his search for food, he found a large bag of chips, some various crackers, and some mozzarella sticks (he then decided her really needed to make a trip to the market – and soon). First, he put the chips into a large, blue bowl. He then arranged the crackers into a somewhat nice formation. Right before he was about to cut up the mozzarella sticks so you could the cheese on top of the crackers, the telephone rang.

Figuring that it was probably Annabeth, informing him that she was here, he picked up the phone saying, "Hello 'Best person in the world'!"

"Percy? What's the matter with you?" a sharp voice – Thalia's voice, asked.

"Thalia? Is that you?" Percy asked, shocked to be hearing from his cousin for the first time in a while. Despite his traveling, he had always been much closer with his other cousin, Nico.

"Yes, it's me! Who did you think it was?" she asked, sounding a tad bit annoyed.

"My girlfriend, Annabeth. Sorry, I was just expecting her to call me any minute now."

"Right, well, this will be quick."

"Okay…" Percy replied, taking a bite of a potato chip, "What's up?"

"I just got a call from my dad," she said, letting out a large sigh.

"Uh oh." Calls from their parents weren't very frequent (they called on holidays, birthdays, or other important days or events, but rarely was a random call from home a good thing).

"Yeah," she said, "Apparently our grandfather escaped."

"What? How is that possible?" Percy asked. He didn't know all that much about his grandfather, but he knew he had done terrible things in the past, which resulted in him getting locked up in Hades' basement.

"We're not sure… We're supposed be on major look out for him, though. I just called Nico, who for once was at his house – apparently his trip leaves in two weeks."

"I know." Percy replied.

"Anyways," Thalia said, "Just be on the look out. He's apparently after us, grandchildren, however no one's quite sure of the reason why. Be extremely careful, okay?"

"Yeah…" Percy said, lost in thought.

"Well, we'll have to keep in touch, now. Speak to you soon." Thalia said, right before she hung up the phone.

Percy collapsed onto the nearest chair. The grandfather he never knew was out to get him? It just didn't seem possible – or fair for that matter. Why did he have to be stuck with the strangest of families?

Five minutes later, there was a loud knocking on the door, "Who is it?" Percy asked, cautiously, in case it was his grandfather already out to get him.

"Annabeth! Percy, is everything alright?" she asked. He figured that it was because of his frightened tone in his voice that made her notice that he was worried.

He opened the door to find his girlfriend standing there, a concerned look on her porcelain face. Her hair was soaked – most likely from the rain. He beckoned for her to enter the house.

"Uh- well, you see-" Percy said, trying to find the best way to explain the problem, "Just come in, I'll tell you when we're sitting down."

**

"Let me get this straight," Annabeth said, after they had sat in silence for a few minutes, "Your evil grandfather has escaped from his imprisonment and is out to get you and the rest of your cousins?"

"Yup." Percy replied, putting his arm around his girlfriend.

"So, what are you going to do?" she asked.

"Wait for him."

"Wait? What on earth is that going to do to protect you?"

"Do you have a better idea? Besides, I don't want to find him, it would just make the attacking me process quicker."

"I guess not… but still, it just doesn't seem right to sit around and wait for him to come and get you!"

"He's not going to get me, I won't let him."

"How? What weapons do you have that he doesn't?"

"You - a genius girlfriend."

She punched him in the shoulder, and then kissed him, "At least for now, you do."

**

A week had gone by, and Percy hadn't heard any more news about his grandfather. He was beginning to finally relax, until he got a phone call from Thalia.

"Thalia?" he asked.

"Percy? Good, I'm glad that I got you." Thalia said, her voice sounded panicked.

"Yeah, is everything okay?"

"No – our grandfather caught me yesterday. He sort of blew down my new house."

"He – wait, what? Blew it down?" Percy asked, incredulously. It just didn't seem possible to blow down houses.

"Yes. He has this – this machine thing, a really strong leaf blower of sorts. Watch out for your house, that's where he attacks you."

"So, where are you now, exactly?"

"At an all girls sorority at the college I'm going to. It's funny, it's very exclusive. When you're a part of it, you aren't allowed to date boys."

"What type of torture is that?" Percy asked, laughing. Only Thalia would do a stupid thing such as that.

"It isn't torture, I chose to join this sorority. I could have joined the 'let's be plastic Barbie's and make out with every guy on campus' sorority, but I chose not to. Okay?" she said, sounding a bit annoyed – probably because of her house, Percy decided.

"They actually would have excepted you – miss you-can-never-wear-enough-black-eyeliner there?" Percy teased.

"Ugh – you're such a pain," she said, "Just stay safe, okay?"

"I'll do my best."

Percy and Thalia hung up their phones, and Percy couldn't help but thinking: One down, two more to go.

**

This time, it was only two days until Percy got another call concerning his grandfather – except this time, it was from Nico.

"Hey, dude." Percy said, picking up the phone.

"Who is it?" Annabeth asked from the other side of the room, and Percy mouthed, 'Nico' in return.

"Hi," Nico said, "So, grandpa managed to catch me the day before I left for my trip. Isn't that just convenient?"

"Sorry, man. Well, it's good that you're still alive, right? Did he blow your house down like Thalia's?" Percy asked.

"Uh huh. Of course it's good I'm still alive," he said. Percy could imagine him rolling his eyes, "I guess it's good that I'm leaving tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah, well, if you need a place to stay, you can come crash with me."

"Thanks for the offer. Eventually I might even need to take you up on it, but for now I'm fine," Nico said, "So, just keep a look out. You're the one who's left."

"Right," Percy said, walking over to stand next to Annabeth, "I will. Have fun on your trip, Nico."

"Thanks, I'll try. Talk to you soon, Percy." Nico said, before he hung up the phone.

"That was Nico?" Annabeth asked, as Percy tossed the phone onto the couch.

"Yeah," he said, "He's been hit. Luckily for him, he leaves on his trip tomorrow."

"I guess that is lucky for him," Annabeth said, looking out the window. Her stormy grey eyes appeared to be lost in thought, "Well, get ready, Percy, because this means that you're up next."

**

Two days later, August 18th - Percy's birthday, did it become his turn. Annabeth was over at his house; celebrating his birthday, when they heard a loud thud from outside. They ran over to the window to find a slightly older man, holding onto a large machine, directly outside Percy's house.

"He's here," Percy said, closing his eyes.

"I know." Annabeth replied, grabbing his hand.

"Percy Jackson!" the man called – they could hear him through the open window, "Can you please let your grandfather inside for a drink?"

"Never!" Percy screamed back, "I've heard what you did to my cousins, and the same won't happen to me!" His life suddenly felt like an action movie.

"Then, I'm going to make you come out, by blowing your house down!"

"Go ahead and try!" Percy said. He turned to Annabeth, "Get ready."

She nodded, and tightened her grip on his hand.

"I'm just curious," she began, "Do you enjoy taunting everyone?"

He shrugged, not sure what his answer was – or he was too distracted to try and figure it out.

They stood there, hand in hand, eyes closed, waiting for the worst. They heard a loud rumbling – something turning on, and then a loud boom! They stood there, nothing happening. They opened their eyes, and looked at each other. The house was still standing.

The two of them ran over and looked out the window and found him trying and failing to blow the house down.

"The bricks!" Annabeth exclaimed, "They're keeping the house up!"

"See! I always knew that you were a genius," Percy said, smiling, "I'm going to go and call my dad, and tell him where he is so they can catch him and lock him up again."

"Go, hurry!" Annabeth said, laughing as she watched the man miserably fail to destroy the house.

**

Within a few hours, everything was back to normal. The entire family came and captured his grandfather, and he was left to live in peace again. Even though her father offered to rebuild her house, Thalia decided to stay and live among the sorority. And Nico decided that while he was on vacation, it would be a great chance to rebuild his house and make it even better (in other words, morel like Percy's).

And most importantly, everything was happily ever after.

T H E E N D

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