Ok...so I'm sorry for he wait. I'm not that proud of this chapter, but whatever. I'll have POV changes to the kids next chapter, to make the story more interesting. Honestly I'm dumb to have not thought of that yet. But anyways, I hope you enjoy.

Back in LA, tensions are high already in line at the Burger King, with Bradly attempting to boss Annabeth around every chance he gets.

They had made it to the Burger King with out much issues. Just a small Bradly rant in the car, and an incident with a an exceptionally fast angry old man, but it wasn't anything Annabeth couldn't handle.

"Ok," Bradly said. "Kids, we'll get you the two for ten whopper deal... What do you want?" He glared at Annabeth.

"I'll just take a whopper, I guess."

"Ok. You payin'?"

Annabeth sighed. She should have known. "I don't have any money on me."

"I ain't payin' for your ass."

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "It's no big deal. I'll pay you back when we get home."

"Home. HOME? Don't you dare call MY house YOUR home."

"I'll call it whatever the hell I want."

-Annabeth: I'm going to go freaking insane living with this guy..-

After they got their food, they sat down at a plastic booth in the the corner of the 'restaurant'. Bradly hadn't said anything since Annabeth had made the "mistake" of calling his house her home, but he also hadn't calmed down. Bill looked down at the floor as he silently ate his whopper. Amy had headphones on, staring off into space. Bradly wolfed down his burger in a matter of seconds, before deciding to open his mouth.

"We are going to have some serious, SERIOUS changes around here," he didn't address Annabeth yet, just stared down at his kids. "I am so tired of feeling HATED."

He was talking so loud that he was getting looks from people all over the Burger King.

Annabeth raised an eye brow. Though it was stupid, she was interested to see what was about to go down.

"You wouldn't even BELIEVE HOW HARD I TRY. How hard I try to MAKE YOUR LIVES GOOD! But NOOOOOOO! You all hate me!"

"Um...Bradly?" Annabeth started.

"Don't EVEN get me started on you. Such a CONTROLLING BITCH!"

"I literally have known you for two days! We have barely met!" Annabeth wondered to herself why her luck had to be so bad as to get paired with this family.

"SHUT UP!"

"Sir."

Bradly turned around to see a manager glaring at him. "The hell do you want?"

"You're disturbing the peace, and uh...we're going to have to ask you to leave."

"WHAT?"

"Sir, please..." The guy actually was beginning to look worried, and Annabeth didn't really blame him. Bradly was now sitting there, redder than a tomato, flexing his muscles to look tough.

"Don't make me call the cops."

"You don't have the BALLS."

This seemed to annoy the manager. His eyes narrowed, and he frowned. "I bet I do."

And he walked behind the counter.

NEW YORK:

"Oh. My. God."

As they walked into the restaurant, Percy scowled at Jill, who was admiring the place in disbelief. She sounded so much like Janice from the show Friends that Percy almost wanted to punch her in the face.

"Have you never been to a nice restaurant before?"

Jill paused, thinking. "Well I have. It was about 21 years ago, so I was like 19 at the time..."

Percy nodded. He couldn't help but feel a little bad for Jill. Unfortunately, that didn't last long. After they were seated, and the waiter came, the whole dining experience went to Hades.

"Oh my god! JULIAN?"

The waiter, who had black hair and even darker eyes, broke out into a smile. "Jill!"

"What a coincidence!"

Percy cleared his throat. "Jill... you two know each other?"

Jill's face was full of excitement as she turned to Percy. "We were involved romantically when we were in our 20's! It's been forever!"

Beside Percy, Luke frowned. "Dad, what does she mean by "involved romantically?"

"Nothi-"

"We slept together a few times."

"Jill!" Percy rounded on her, looking like her was about to explode. "He's 8! Horror films are one thing, but...but-"

"But what! He needs to understand the world!" Jill put her hands on her hips, like she owned the place.

"At 8!?"

Little Markus decided to join in at that moment. "Daddy, what does slept tog-"

"Nope." Percy shook his head, whipping out a special monster proof phone Leo had made. "Nope."

He began dialing a number.

"What are you doing?" Jill asked.

"I'm calling some friends."

And that's when Leo Valdez answered.

AaAaAaAaAa

What happens when Percy calls upon the help of some friends? And what trials await Annabeth and Bradly when the cops get involved?

Find out, next chapter!