A/N Thursday is for Thaumas.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Percy Jackson characters, settings or event.

Because of Leo's temporary recovery session due to the incident on Wednesday, the Argo 2 became rather off track. Percy watched his girlfriend... attempt to direct the ship, but frankly, she barely knew what everything was, much less how to work it.

"Well this button looks good..." Annabeth muttered. She pressed down on the red latch, causing the ship to turn 21 degrees north and flip upside down. Percy knew better than to say anything.

"ANNABETH DON'T YOU DARE DESTROY MY SHIP!" Leo's voice rang from downstairs. After hitting a few more random switches, the Argo was back to its respective position.

A few hours (and numerous accidents) later, Percy declared that with the currents, the Argo 2 was a two day journey away from CHB. The crew, after such constant stress from the war against Gaia, showed a mixture of emotions. The next few days could mean the division of the two camps; therefore, the division of the Seven. Or, everything could go smoothly and la di dah the two camps could manage to not engage in a full on war. By now, however, the demigods knew better than to hope for the easy route.

As if confirming that thought, the ship made a very loud creaking noise. Everyone ran to the top of the ship, and were rewarded with a very cheerful god leaning casually on the mast. He was currently 10 feet tall, a dazzling smile stretching across his face that reminded Percy of Apollo's. He was dressed in a sleek navy blue suit, brief shadows of corals and whirlwinds and other underwater wonders dancing across the pattern.

"Hello," Percy said. "Let's get right to the point. Are you trying to kill us?"

The god laughed. "Sassy as they say, Percy Jackson. Do you know who I am?" Everyone looked to Annabeth. She grumbled in fake annoyance, but was secretly pleased that she was needed.

"You're Thaumas, the god of the wonders of the sea. Married to Electra, father of Iris, Arke and the Harpies."

The god looked pleased. "Very good, Annabeth Chase. My name has been buried and forgotten ever since the Olympians took power, even though my presence in the ocean has never ceased to exist. Although your father," he turned to look at Percy, "likes to pretend it has."

At this point, no one knew what was going on. No god had ever stopped in for a chat without giving them even more riddles to solve (and they call it guidance!) or attempting to defeat them very painfully. Small talk wasn't something they were familiar with.

"So..." Leo began, the awkward silence activating his ADHD. Thaumas didn't really pick up on this fairly obvious social cue, and kept on grinning at Percy. This made Percy very uncomfortable. "Is there a reason you're here?"

"What, do gods need a reason to check-up with family?" Thaumas demanded, seemingly hurt.

"Yes." Everyone said. Thaumas sighed.

"Well, I guess you could say I'm here for my mother. She called me last night, squawking about how bad a son I was, letting her demigod nemesis just "swagger their way through sea territory without feeding them to my pet sea-monster, Jimmy." Apparently my father, Pontus, would be very disappointed."

"Please don't tell me your mother is Dirt Face," Leo said, his hands unconsciously catching fire. Thaumas sent him an apologetic look.

"If it makes you feel better, I was planning on just staying at home and watching a Vampire Diaries marathon. But of course, my wife Electra kicked me out, muttering something about wanting to look like the perfect daughter-in-law." He shivered. "Women."

"Is, by any chance, Jimmy here with you?" Jason asked, secretly hoping it wasn't another giant turtle. He didn't like giant turtles.

"Yup!" the god said, pride for his monster evident on his face. "He's growing up so fast! Already big enough for daddy to take him on demigod eating adventures!" The god turned around and yelled "JIMMY, COME HERE BOY!"

It was perhaps one of the ugliest creatures Percy had ever seen. It looked like a mixture of a crab, praying-mantis and turtle, its sand colored shell glistening in the sun. Its eyes were huge, going back and forth between the demigods as if deciding which would taste the best. Percy couldn't help but notice that it kept looking back at Frank. Oh, and if he forgot to mention, the thing was the same size as the Argo 2.

"It's a giant isopod," Annabeth breathed. Thaumas nodded.

"Now, hate to be rude," the god began, flashing another wonder filled smile. "I really want to go watch my marathon. So I'll let Jimmy deal with the messy process of killing you. And before I forget, I'm taking Percy home. It's fun annoying Poseidon."

And with that, Thaumas and a very scared looking Percy disappeared. Jimmy turned slowly to face them.

"Erm, Annabeth," Piper began. "Any idea how to kill this thing?"

Unfortunately for the crew, Annabeth was now curled up in a ball of self-despair over losing Percy.

Fortunately for the crew, this gave Hazel an idea. "GUYS!" she screamed. "I HAVE AN IDEA!"

A/N No zit Sherlock. Anyways, ever since the... occurrence-that-shall-not-be-named on Monday, everyone was rather wary of Hazel.

"See how it's protected by shell? We need it to uncurl so Frank can get a clear shot at its belly," she said.

Leo, who was first to get over the fact Hazel had said anything that didn't involve the eternal torture of Siri, asked, "And how do we do that?"

The daughter of Pluto smiled evilly, uttering a single word. "Festus."

And Jimmy was defeated. Since we all know what happens in battles with the Seven, the Fates have decided not to go into great detail. Needless to say, Festus breathed fire, Frank fired an arrow and Jimmy went back to Tartarus. Yay.

Now, the Seven were lost about how to get Percy back. Even Jason, who didn't particularly like the guy, realized his Operation; Perico couldn't move forward without him. Annabeth was still curled up in her ball of self-despair, shaking as tears carved invisible scars down her face. In all, they decided to keep going, hoping to lure Thaumas with the meddlesome fact that Jimmy didn't eat them.

It took about 5 minutes before the same god was leaning against the mast once again, his quirky smile replaced with a very annoyed expression. Percy was still clutched in his fist.

"So, you didn't let Jimmy have his mid-afternoon snack, did you? Well, I suppose I better finish you off. Although I must say, it was extremely impolite of you to interrupt my VD marathon."

Right as Thaumas prepared to strike the ship, our favorite son of Hades appeared. The two became engaged in a glaring competition. "Winner gets all," Nico whispered.

Now, although most of the crew figured it was for the safe passage of the ship, Jason (and Piper... and Frank) knew differently. Nico was fighting Thaumas for Percy. What an overprotective little squirt!

Finally, Nico unleashed his death glare. Thaumas cowered, threw Percy into Nico's arms and sunk below the surface, shivering in fear. But in a moment of pure fury, the god unleashed a wave that sent the ship spinning miles off course as Leo tried hopelessly to regain control. It was hours later when he did.

"Where are we?" Annabeth asked, her head still stuck in a spinning motion. Hazel was currently throwing up.

Leo looked up, his beautiful eyes betraying the terror that had claimed him.

"Canada," he whispered.

A/N: This will be continued in the next chapter. I'm not leaving them stranded in Canada.