Chapter 4: Visiting The Dream Man

In the weeks that followed, Percy and Pollux began to seek each other out; they slowly started partnering in their training and other activities like canoeing and archery, even sometimes sitting at each other's table. The more time they spent together the closer they grew. This closeness did not go unnoticed by their fellow half-bloods, Immortals, Nymphs, or a certain God of Wine.

On this particular night, they were dinning at the Dionysus table. Talking about an incident that had happened that afternoon with the Stoll brothers; they had accidentally set Chiron's tail on fire when everyone was practicing shooting flaming arrows in archery. Dionysus was listening in as he ate, as he had done so for the past three nights. So he just happened to overhear when his son asked Percy if he'd like to sleep over in his cabin tonight.

"Hey Percy, you want to sleep over in my cabin tonight? I doubt my dad would mind much." Asked Pollux cautiously around a mouth full of his favorite honey chicken; they were having Chinese tonight. The night before they had had Percy's favorite; Indian curry, he'd fallen in love with it after the first night of the new dinner system; each night they ate a different country.

"Sure. What do you wanna do before lights out though? It's still a few hours away…" Percy replied curiously; his current favorite Chinese dish (beef an' black bean) part way to his slightly parted mouth.

Thinking about Percy's question for a moment, a curious smirk adorned Pollux face that made Percy nervous before he replied with "we could watch movies or something like…pranking the other campers…"

"What type of prank?"

"Nothing extreme. Nothing like Hermes cabins last one" Chiron's tail still hadn't grown back yet.

Thinking about Pollux's invitation while he finished off a portion of his meal, Percy finally relented "Kay, I'll meet you at your cabin an hour after dinner."

"Why an hour?"

"I got to get my things for tonight and tomorrow but it'll take a while because of how trashed I left it this morning"

They plotted for a little while longer but decide they could count the pranking in with a game of 'truth or dare'. They quietly finished their dinner in case one other the other campers overheard they were going to be pranked tonight.

Earlier that day…

Before heading to his game with Chiron Lord Dionysus decided to pay a visit to an old friend by the name of Morpheus God of Dreams. He had a plan on how to get the boy into his bed; even if it meant accidentally stealing him from his son. Quickly striding along one of the streets designated to the minor Gods and Goddesses Dionysus approached his destination; a palace made of dark blue marble floating among different types of clouds. Knocking he waited for Morpheus to answer the door. Though Morpheus wasn't known for being the quickest to answer anything…interrupting his musings Morpheus answered the door

"Good evening Lord Dionysus, to what do I owe this pleasure"

"Morpheus. I require a favour from you concerning the young Son of Poseidon, the demi-god Percy Jackson" Dionysus demanded. Not many of the other Gods trusted Morpheus many more due to the role he played in the last war with the Titans. But his domain was needed for his plan to succeed and they had worked successfully together before...

"What sought of favour milord? Do you need me to send him Night-terrors?" mourned Morpheus, having been up for little over five minutes and already one of his higher ups wanted something

Thinking about what he had planned Dionysus shook his head "no night-terrors this time, I want you to give the boy an entirely different type of dream…I want dreams of the erotic kind"

Shock coloured every line of the old Gods face "Erotica milord? Why? From what I've heard you hate the boy simply for his blood and for the way he looks!" exclaimed the shocked Dream God; of everything he expected he had certainly not expected this from the Wine God; this God normally just wanted him to lay the ground work for when he decided to drive his enemies to the brink of insanity.

"Yes I want his dreams to be of the erotic kind. Think you can do it old man?" snarked Dionysus, quickly becoming annoyed with the lazy Dream God who wanted to repeatedly ask questions for no apparent reason

"I can do it milord." Said Morpheus, interrupting Dionysus's mental rant about lazy Gods and too many questions

"Good, I look forward to working with you." with that, they started planning the types of things that would happen and how often to send Percy the dreams. This was going to be entertaining Dionysus thought with a devilishly sinful smirk.

AN: Sorry about it being ages. I lost interest in some of my stories and have mind blocks in others. I could really use some ideas to help me get out of these mind blocks. When I don't update for a while this is normally the case…tell me if you liked this chapter. I want to finish my current stories before I move on to writing more. R&R please!