I'm backkkkkkkkkk! Writing on my ipod is so much harder than i remembered. Thank you so much to everyone supporting me through the tough time im going through rn, and i wish you all a great time reading this chapter! Hopefully i will be able to post more soon! I dont not own pjato or hoo btw. Dont forget to r n r!

Jacobs POV

Jacob liked the oracles cave, and their oracle, Rachel. She was nice, taught the arts and crafts class sometimes, and often helped the new campers find their way around. So he wasn't exactly ecstatic about waking up Rachel and bothering her by asking for a prophecy she might not even have. But Beck wasn't slowing down, and they tried to be quiet as they walked so as not to alert any nymphs or sirens of their presence. Jacob thought he remembered hearing somewhere that sirens didnt need to eat much, so that camper was probably plenty, but it still worried him. Luckily, they made it to the cave safely.

Beck threw aside the multicolored-weather proof curtain that served as a door. They all walked in, unsurprised that the lights inside were dimmed and that the air vaguely smelled of the calming incenses Rachel burned to help her sleep. Rachel slept on one of the many couches positioned around the room, a quilt thrown over her sleeping form haphazardly as her left arm hung over the side.

The teens stood around the couch, unsure how to wake her, and they whispered to each other. "Do we just, y'know, shake her?" Astrea whispered, sounding cautious. They didn't want to risk her waking up thinking they were burglars or something.

"I don't know, I've never had to wake anyone up. I don't exactly have an abundance of siblings, Nico and Jaxson just kinda wake themselves up. Well, Jaxson does… You DONT want to know what happened last time we woke Nico up early…" Nikki shivered, as if recalling a terrible memory.

Astrea and Nikki looked to Jacob to see if he had anything. "Sorry, but I don't exactly HAVE family to wake up, I'm an only child."

"Roy's a heavy sleeper, so not much wakes him-" Beck cut herself off, looking stunned, then a smile spread across her face, "Thats it. Not much wakes him, but there is something," Beck looked like she was thinking as she searched her pockets.

"I should have it, I really should, i always keep in my pajamas- here it is!" She mumbled to herself, then motioned for everyone to stand back as she held up what looked like an oversized paintball, about the size of a cherry tomatoe. It glowed a slight orange, and whatever was inside it sloshed a bit. As Beck held it still it settled a bit, showing a small air bubble inside on top. The longer everyone studied it, the more it just looked like a cheap super ball they'd find in the dollar store parking lot.

"What is that?" Jacob asked in a rushed whisper, "Is that some sort of freaking toy?! What are we gonna do, bounce it off her head until she wakes up?"

Beck raised an eyebrow, "No. For Zeus's sake Jay, have a little faith in me, would you?" She held the ball up in front of them, pointing at it with her other hand, "This, my demigodly peers, is a Party Ball. A specific mixture of greek fire, cheap vodka, sound clips from Woodstock festival, chinese firecrackers, body glitter, and a bit of who-knows-what, only being kept relatively stable by that little pocket of pure oxygen inside the ball. As soon as this thing shakes up for a bit and pops, it like a condensed sorority party at a coastal college."

Nikki crossed her arms, "Say that again, in english. Or greek, because even greek would be easier to understand all of what you just said."

"It goes BOOM!" Beck threw her arms out, smiling widely.

Astrea looked at the ball with a hint of panic in her eyes, "Why do you keep those in your pant pockets?!"

"Cus they're kinda pretty." Beck held it up to her face, turned it a bit in her fingers, "And they can wake up Roy when we're late for breakfast, so they should wake up Rachel. Don't worry, it only lasts for like, a second, and has minimal side effects. I do recommend you sit far, far away."

Jacob really hoped that Rachel would wake up without them having to use that, but it didn't look like that was gonna happen. They sat on a couch on the other side of the cave while Beck rolled the ball around in her palm. She started rolling it faster, and the glow inside strengthened as the air around it seemed to condense into fog. Her whole hand was soon cloaked in fog, the orange glow pulsing from the center. Beck raised it above her head, stilling the ball as it shook slightly. Suddenly, the world seemed to slow around Jacob.

Everything slowed down drastically. He could see the shift in Astrea's muscles as she braced herself, and watched as Nikki's hands slowly rose to cover her face. Beck seemed to forcibly toss the ball to the ground, turning away and leaping from it as soon as it left her grasp. His eyes followed the orb as it slowly fell, fog drifting off it like the tail of a comet, curling at the ends. It turned to a different color midair, going from orange to neon pink, seeming to flash into the brighter color. Time sped back to normal as the ball hit the ground. It hit the ground hard, bouncing twice and rolling right under Rachel's couch. Beck hit the ground in front of them just in time.

The previously dark cave suddenly exploded in color, sparks flying everywhere. Noise was everywhere, replicating screams of excitement and loud music, and it all hit them like a shockwave. Jacob physically felt something hit him, but couldn't tell what due to heavy smoke crowding around them. The rooms scent of calming lavender and sandalwood was replaced by a strong scent of something fizzy and lemony, with an underlying hint of vanilla alcohol. It overloaded Jacobs senses, and he pressed against the couch. Luckily it seemed to stop just as soon as it started. The cave returned to semi-darkness, and smoke laid heavy on the air.

As smoke seemed to disappear, Jacob could see streaks of glowing neon paint splattered across the wall. The area that the ball actual hit seemed fine and unaltered, but only five feet away from it there was the outline of the blast. Jacob vaguely thought the room looked like a glow-stick murder scene.

Nikki waved the smoke away from her face, and Jacob bit back a laugh. Glowing paint now decorated Nikki's face, with red glitter slashed across her cheek in a starburst formation. Astrea was similarly decked out too, with a white and blue star and snow flake formation dancing from the top of her left eyebrow to the corner of her jaw. Beck was the same, a crooked heart of purple paint covering half her left eye and disappearing into her hair line. Jacob could only guess he was similarly done up now, but that didnt make it any less funny.

Nikki was the first to bring it up, pointing at the decoration on Beck's face, "You look like one of those barbie doll head things!" ((AN: i hope yall know what i mean, theyre everywhere in my town.)) She laughed loudly, not even trying to cover it up.

Beck shrugged, looking at her arms where bits of glitter shook off, "This is what usually happens. Easy wake up at the cost of looking like the unholy offspring of Blood on the Dance Floor, a package of glow-sticks, and Lisa Frank pencil package."

"Oh, so this is the 'minimal' side effect." Astrea scratched her face, paint already flaking off but she still smiled slightly, "Its also sorta like easy wake up at the cost of looking far too fabulous." The tension that had been around them earlier seemed to have disappeared, and they actually laughed. Jacob never thought he be laughing with friends only a few hours after someone died, but here he was. Jacob wasn't sure if that was a good thing. They stopped laughing at each other when they heard a yawn.

Rachel rolled over on the couch, eyes half open. She leisurely stretched her arms above her head, smiling lazily, "Mornin'," She slowly took a look around the cave, particularly the area that the Party Ball had affected. "Nice decorating. I like it, but needs more green." She tossed the quilt off her and sat up, yawning again.

"I'll take that into account the next time i make a batch," Beck got off the floor and sat next Jacob on their couch, "And to add less body glitter." Even more shook of her, and now coated the floor and her legs.

Rachel turned on the lights in her cave, which were some fairy lights strung around it and white lanterns. The paint wasn't visible in the light it seemed. "So," Rachel lit some candles too, "What brings you and your witchcraft to my humble hobbit hole? Does Gandalf the Grey need me for a quest or something? Because I am so ready to fight Smaug and find some hot elf ladies." She twirled a piece of red hair around her finger, smirking.

"For the last time," Beck crossed her arms jokingly, "Gandalf has nothing to do with Hecate, as far as i know." She laughed, but then seemed to get more serious as she continued, "We came for a prophecy." The last sentence hung in the air slightly. Jacob wasn't sure if it was the laughter now gone or something else, but it seemed that the tension was returning. That definitely wasn't a good thing.

"Uh," Rachel sat up straighter, scowling, "I don't exactly have one, and it doesn't feel like ones going to be coming on soon. Sorry."

Beck interlocked her hands and rested her chin on them, her elbows on her knees as a calculating look came to her, "I didn't ask if you had one. I said we came for one. And I expect one." Her voice suddenly was slightly colder, and Jacob didn't think is was because Astrea was one the other side of him. Beck seemed to brace herself, and no matter how tough she thought she sounded, it was obviously she was slightly scared of what Rachel's reaction could be. Jacob had been around Beck long enough to know that she could transfer emotion very easily and almost seamlessly, but also knew that she was always afraid someone would notice when she was just faking.

Rachel looked offended, "You can't demand a prophecy. Do you know how physically tiring one of those things is? I didn't go to that meeting you all had earlier, so i don't know what went down thats now making you act like a bitch, and i dont like it."

Beck sighed, realized Rachel saw right through her, "I'm sorry, its just," She bit her lip slightly, then gave Rachel a pleading look, "Its my fault, and i need to redeem myself. I need a prophecy that i can tell Chiron so he'll give us a quest so i can fix this." She dropped her hands, loosely folding her arms.

"Oh," Rachel raised an eyebrow, now not trusting what Beck said, "So you're planning to go out hero style with the whole camp knowing that you're going on a quest rather than just asking Chiron for a quest and quietly leaving? Isn't that Percy's job?"

Nikki scoffed, "That old centaur Chiron would never let us go on a quest just on our own word, especially with Beck's head injury. We need a prophecy as proof that our quest would be needed, or we'll never leave!"

Beck nodded, "And if we don't leave more people are just going to die!"

The three went back and forth for awhile as Jacob and Astrea looked on. "Why don't they just make up one?" Astrea turned to Jacob and quietly asked him.

"What?" Jacob scowled and spoke quietly, "That wouldn't work, he'd need proof or at least he'd need to be able to tell that it was happening… wait." Jacob thought it over for a minute, and it dawned on him. He turned to Astrea and grab her by her shoulders, surprising her, "Astrea, you're a genius! A freaking frozen genius!"

He caught the others attention long enough for Astrea to repeat her idea. "I just said that we could make up a prophecy. It'd be super easy, and if we do it now no one would have enough time to really get up here and see for themselves."

Beck blinked at her, and then a smile broke across her face, "You are now my favorite person, like, ever. Why didn't i think of that?" She laughed, seemingly giddy, "Ok, we'll need a few things to make it work though."

That it what started the most productive night of Jacob's entire life. They ran around gathering Beck's potion bag, her sketch book, dry ice, a LOT of rocks, green coloring, and a few fans. The construction of the made up prophecy set up began immediately