Apollo was worried. He had woken up in his AWESOME palace to a beautiful morning. He was cocky then. He brushed his teeth 20 times (teeth that shine like that doesn't come naturally) and ate a delicious bowl of Cheerios for breakfast. He grabbed his bow and his arrows and his sun chariot keys.

Time to annoy little sis! He thought cheerfully.

It was hard to park without running over all the deer and other animals near Artemis's palace (to Apollo, the palace wasn't as awesome as his). Apollo didn't want to anger his sister and become a competitor in Deathmatch 3000.

Cheerfully, Apollo got out of the chariot and knocked on the door. His cheerfulness was gone when Artemis opened the door and gave him an evil grin. Apollo immediately thought uh oh, but he swallowed his nervousness.

"Hey sissy!" Apollo said with forced cheerfulness. "Zeus called the Olympians to another meeting. Can you believe that? It's not even the summer solstice yet!"

But Artemis's mind seemed to be elsewhere. She still had the stupid evil grin on her face. "Alright," she said. "I'm on my way over." And with that she teleported away to the throne room.

Apollo was dumbstruck. Why did he take the chariot when he could've teleported? Apollo just shrugged it off. The chariot's cooler. Apollo teleported into the throne room to see all the Olympians already there (except Aphrodite, who is usually "fashionably late").

Hermes was arguing with George and Martha about a late delivery. Poseidon and Zeus were arguing (as usual). Hephaestus and Ares were fighting over Aphrodite. Demeter was trying to get Hera to eat more cereal. Athena was watching Artemis like an owl (wow, how ironic) while Artemis was still smiling evilly. She seemed to be watching an Iris-message.

Apollo's throne was next to hers, so maybe he could see what she was up too. Apollo sat on his throne and looked over his sister's shoulder. Before he could see anything, Zeus called the meeting to order.

"Now," he said in his boring business-like voice. "We need to discuss something that may bring the end of the world."

All the gods and goddesses were staring at him attentively now. Apollo noticed that Aphrodite arrived, late. Artemis was still enjoying the Iris-message. Whatever was on it was making her giggle slightly.

Zeus continued. "This thing is going to be the end of the human race. It may even wipe out the entire population as we know it! This thing is also a problem for us gods…"

Hera interrupted,"…and goddesses."

Zeus looked embarrassed. "Right. Anyway, this thing is also a problem for us gods and goddesses to handle."

Many Olympians tried to guess what it was.

"A monster?"

"A Titan?"

"Meats?"

Everyone stared at Demeter, who insisted that meats are full of bones and blah blah blah. The Olympians continued.

"Lack of water?" Poseidon.

"Poor education?" Athena.

"No love?" Who do you think?!

"No war?"

Everyone stared at Ares. Hermes looked at him. "Isn't that good?"

Ares would've beat Hermes up on the spot, but the fact that Athena was next to him made Ares stay in his seat. It's not like he was scared of her, but she was a clever fighter. By the time he took care of her, Hermes would have fled. What? Ares can be smart…sometimes…rarely.

Artemis continued to enjoy her Iris-message. She had no idea the meeting started. She didn't care.

Zeus continued. "I'm talking, of course, about our gas problem."

Hermes laughed and pointed to Ares. "Yeah Beef God." Hermes heard what happened at camp. It was hard not to.

Now Ares charged. Athena didn't stop him.

"OUCH. OWWW. OWIE!"

Zeus continued talking about the gasoline problem while Ares killed Hermes. That's when the throne room was thrown into a mad house. Everyone started arguing again.

Apollo took this as a sign to finally see what Artemis was up too. He glanced over her shoulder.

Artemis was looking at Percy Jackson in Camp Half-Blood. Percy was walking around, minding his own business. Artemis waved her hand and Antlers sprouted out of Percy's head. Percy became off balanced and fell onto the floor.

Artemis giggled again. Apollo laughed too. Messing with mortals was always fun.

Apollo waved his hand and Percy suddenly became sunburned. Percy tried to get off the ground but winced as he realized he could barely move. He tried moving his arm but yelped at the pain. He tried to get up but winced at the pressure. He landed on the ground again.

Apollo and Artemis laughed. Athena broke off from her argument with Poseidon to see what they were doing. She decided to play along. Athena waved her hand and Percy suddenly got a headache.

Great, Percy thought. Now I can't move my head, much less my body!

They laughed and attracted more attention from the other Olympians. Soon, every god and goddess was taking turns over who controls Percy Jackson. Zeus made him float like he was in outer space. Ares made him want to start a war with camp. Demeter gave Percy a muffin. Hermes pranked Percy however he could. Dionysus turned Percy into a dolphin. Everyone was having a good time.

Except Percy. He wanted to think, OMG! WTF'S HAPPENING TO ME! But with the headache he couldn't think. All he could do was pray, Help me!

One person answered his plea. Poseidon looked into the Iris-message and scowled. Why must they torment MY son? In a rage, Poseidon accidently destroyed an island in the Caribbean with a hurricane.

Poseidon sent a wave to Percy (who was right next to the lake). Due to water magic, Percy was free of the curses. He fell onto the shore with waves crashing into his sides.

The Olympians were confused. WTF happened? Why isn't he screaming!? But as long as Percy was wet, he couldn't be touched by Olympian magic.

Annabeth, meanwhile, was walking by the lake, minding her own business. As soon as she saw Percy, she ran up to him and fed him ambrosia and nectar. That cured his wounds, not his headache. Annabeth sighed, muttered," Seaweed Brain," and took him to the Big House.

All the Olympians seemed disappointed. They were deciding whether to call it a day when Artemis started giggling again. Everyone looked at the Iris-message and smiled.

In the Iris-message walked Leo Valdez, and he was minding his own business…