((Last chapter was kind of...a filler chapter. But, now this should be a little interesting...if not REALLY stupid. I don't own PJATO or any of it's characters. If I did, I would have made Travis and Connor go skydiving naked. Why? Because, they would do it.))

"Are we there yet?" The immature one asked Annabeth. He crossed his arms and looked across the water, wondering how much pollution is in there.

"Not yet, Percy. Just do like Hadrian and be quiet."

"Um...he kinda passed out."

"What? How!"

"He fell. On my arm. And busted his head. Don't worry, I gave him some nectar. He's sleeping it off."

"That was kind of responsible. We may have to go do something later." Annabeth winked.

"Good, I think I may want to do that, too." Percy nodded his head and winked back.

"So...how are we going to do it?"

"...There's more than one way to ride a go-cart at Adventureland?"

"Yes, Seaweed Brain, that is exactly what I was talking about. Oh, look. We're here." After about ten agonizing minutes of climbing up the inside of the Statue of Liberty, Hadrian woke up. Of course, by that time, Percy and Annabeth were panting and leaning against the torch for support.

"So...how do we get in?" Hadrian asked, throwing his shoe at it.

"No. You do this." Percy took his finger and traced an omega symbol in the dust ((Well, I guess it's dusty up there! Would YOU like to be the guy who has to do that every day?)) A bright light enveloped them, then shot off towards Ground Zero. They stopped in the clouds above, materializing on a roadway sitting in the balls of vapor.

"Wow! We're on the clouds!" Hadrian looked down, trying to see if he could see Percy's house. OOH! A Chuckie Cheese's! I'll need a screwdriver, a bag of marbles, and some balogna. Hadrian was snapped out of his thoughts as Percy picked him up and set him on his shoulder's. They walked towards a giant golden gate, two guards watching them carefully. They opened the door after a moment of looking at them, then bowed slightly. The trio walked into the Market, hearing the gates shut behind them.

"Whoa." Hadrian breathed. Every where he looked, there were stands, rides, business signs, ads. The streets were decorated like everyday was a holiday, with bright colored wreaths hanging from goblets of fire, colorful ribbons floating in mid-air and swinging down to the pavement. He looked to the left, spotting a booth selling magic candy. One of the demigods there walked off contently, popping a jelly bean into his mouth. A moment later, he was breathing fire like a dragon. The pavement shimmered as they reflected the flames. Hadrian crawled down off of Percy and tried to get a better look at it.

"Solid gold." Percy wiggled his eyebrows.

"Can we take some?" Hadrian asked excitedly, already trying to pull out a brick.

"No, we can't. This is kind of a special place. It would be wrong. Unless, of course, you want to spend the rest of your life as something like a pile of ashes or a frog." At the word frog, Hadrian immediately bent down and tried to pull out the bricks.

"You want to be a pile of ashes?"

"No, but frogs are-Cool!" Hadrian said as he spotted a weapons stand. He ran to it, seeing all sorts of swords, bows, arrows, staffs, any kind of weapon you could think of. The merchant sitting there regarded him curiously, then looked over to Percy and Annabeth. Hadrian stood on his tip toes and looked over the table, immediately spotting a jar of ever changing green light.

"Greek fire. Very powerful stuff. Can't be put out by water, can't be blown out. Just toss it and hope you don't get caught in the rubble." The merchant told Hadrian, noticing the boy's interest.

"You mean it explodeds?"

"Explodeds? Sure, it explodes." Percy picked up the jar, tossing it from hand to hand. Hadrian grabbed it out of Percy's hands and set it back on the table. Annabeth slapped Percy's fingers, tutting him.

"So, what do you see that you like?" The merchant asked, running his hand over the table. The weapons seemed to gleam brightly as he passed his hand over them. Hadrian pointed to a knife at the other end of the table, nearest Annabeth. She shook her head, smiling.

"Thanks anyways, sir. But, I don't think he'll need a weapon any time soon." She laughed, putting her hand over Hadrian's mouth as he was about to protest.

"I understand. All right, be on your way then." The merchant winked at Hadrian and pointed a few booths down, to a bright green stand. The boy ran off, almost leaving his guardians in the dust. Hadrian stopped as he neared the stand, letting Percy get behind him. The merchant here was wearing a clown suit, tossing all sorts of toys between his hands. He clapped his hands together, making them disappear. Then, he waved his hands over the table, making them reappear standing up.

"What are these?"

"Figurines, my boy. From different shows on Hephaestus-TV. Of course, I have other wares. Candy, entertainment, I think I still have a few automaton pets in the back." The clown laughed, looking deeply into his sleeve. Percy looked over the figurines quizically, as if trying to decide whether or not he would want one.

"What kind of entertainment?" Hadrian asked fingering a drachma in his pocket.

"All kinds. Mortal objects, like DVDs, MP3 Players, you name it. A few enhancements have been made."

"Like what?"

"Well, with mortal DVDs, you need a DVD player. With these, you just throw it in the air and sit back. They expand into pre-programmed TVs, any size you want."

"Cool! What's an automaton?"

"Think of a little robot."

"Cool! Do you have a puppy? What about a tiger? No! Wait, I bet you have a penguin somewhere!"

"Whoa, slow down, child. Let's talk to mommy and daddy first." The clown looked at Percy and Annabeth expectantly.

"No, we're not-Um. we're just baby sitting." Annabeth flushed a deep red.

"Oh, okay."

"Actually, do you have any prank supplies? Like invisible silly string, flaming gumballs, that sort of thing?" Percy asked, looking at Hadrian.

"Ah, campers, eh? Yeah, sure I do." The clown waved his hands, changing the figurines into different pranking supplies.

"Rule 1 of being in the Hermes cabin: Any pranks go." Percy told Hadrian.

"Percy. You know that's not true. Rule 1 is birds of a feather stick together. Especially when those birds are the biggest bunch of thieves in camp." Thunder rumbled in the distance as Annabeth spoke. "Which, to you, Lord Hermes, is a great sign!" The thunder seceded after a moment.

"What's that?" Hadrian asked, pointing to a stack of rolled up silver paper.

"These, are our version of a magic wand. You see, mortals use rolled up paper colored on each end to be magic wands. When the paper is rolled up and put inside a ring, it get's springy. Then, when they take off the ring and throw it in the air, it pops out full size. These, have the same effect, except they are swords." The clown tossed one in the air, nimbly catching the hollow sword that fell.

"Great fun during capture the flag or sparring practice." Percy waggled his eyebrows.

"What's that?" Hadrian took a small bag off of the table and looked inside.

"Greek fire beads. You throw one on the ground and it has a smaller effect of greek fire. I have some candies around here somewhere that have the same effect, but to get rid of the spicy taste, you have to eat grass."

"Why grass?"

"It just looks funny is all, kid."

"Oh."

"Yeah. I've also got some itching powder, some centaur's blood, monster calls, fireball shooting pens, marshmallows that taste like spinach."

"Ew."

"Yeah, and I had to taste test them." The clown laughed. He pulled a sack out of his arm, placing the marshmallows on the table.

"See, Hadrian, we can find pretty much anything here. Now, I'm going to buy you three things from here. The first, is that bag of marshmallows. Trust me, you'll need them to survive. Second, a fire ball pen, third, a bag of greek fire marbles, and maybe some candy. But, afterwards, you have to promise that we'll go looking for a shield and do some fitting for armor, m'kay?"

"Sure. Can we do something else on the way there, though?"

"What?"

"Can we go visit Mr. Bubble's tent? You're out of bath soap."

Meanwhile, in D.C., Thalia and Nico were deep on the trail of the boar.

"Now, remind me again why you have a tranquilizer gun?" Nico asked, noticing the object in Thalia's hand.

"Let's just say that five year olds and road trips don't mix well for me." Thalia whispered. They walked along for a while, then stopped, reading the tracks in the dirt.

"Okay, Nico. Don't panic, but he's about five feet away from us, in that bush."

"Wow, you can tell that from the tracks?"

"Yeah. Plus, he's looking at us." The boar squealed and charged, almost impaling Nico on it's tusks. He rolled out of the way as the boar came back around for a second try. He took his sword out and slashed, cutting off a tusk. The boar veered left, away from Nico, and right into Thalia's line of fire. The dart soared through the air silently, impaling itself into the creatures thick skin.

"How much tranquilizer is in there?" Nico called to Thalia.

"None, I put Greek fire in it!" She yelled back, running away from the beast. Nico cursed and threw his knife into the boar's side before joining her. A moment later, it exploded, sending flame and golden dust everywhere. Nico and Thalia fell to the ground, trying to avoid the flames.

"How do people not flinch when that happens in movies, but we got tossed aside like ragdolls?" Thalia glowered.

"Relax. We got rid of the boar. Took all day to find it though. I wonder if Hadrian's driven Percy off the edge yet."

"Yeah. Let's go back and find out."

((Okay, I lied. It's not that interesting. But, it does tell you where Hadrian gets his prank supplies for later chapters, and his shield.))