It's been too long. Two months is too long of a time, don't you think?

I want to start off by saying sorry. I had intended to upload this chapter yesterday, but I didn't because I was really sick. But it's not too bad, right? I got it up today after all. Sorry if you were expecting it yesterday.

Now there are two subliminal messages, I guess, in this chapter. See if you guys can find them. The answers will be posted on my profile after I have posted this.

Now here's Chapter Six of The Big Three. Enjoy guys.

Disclaimer: Still not Rick Riordan.

Chapter Six:

Abby POV

Middle of October, New York City, 7:50 am

Yeah, so we didn't go to school on Monday. That's sort of expected. I guess we would eventually head back, but probably not this week.

We were world famous now. On average, the four of us got over 3,000 messages over the weekend. Luckily, where we lived wasn't publicized, since none of us had ever invited anyone over, so paparazzi didn't swarm us the second the announcement was made. However that was sure to change.

As of right now we were headed downtown to visit our parents, since for once they were all back in New York at the same time.

Fifteen minutes later Percy pulled up to Sound Limiter Spy, US, which was the company our parents founded. It's not as well-known as, say Apple or Google, but it still is quite the noteworthy company.

We took the glass elevator up to the 102nd floor and the four of us were immediately admitted into the office.

Seated at the mahogany table were four men, three of which were clearly brothers. The man seated at the head of the table wore a deep-blue pinstriped suit. His gray beard was trimmed and his dark hair glistened against the backdrop. His hard gray eyes meant business, but clearly shone in the presence of his daughter.

The man seated to the immediate right to the head of the table also wore a suit, which was quite different than his usual khakis and Hawaiian shirt. His black hair and beard were both neatly trimmed, just like his brother, and his sea green eyes and nice tan remained as vivid as they had been since the last time we saw him. The two of us made eye contact and I couldn't help but smile.

The man seated on the opposite side of the table was the third brother. Quite different in his complexion compared to the previous brother, this man was pale, but still very intimidating due to his intense black eyes. His thin black hair came down to his shoulders.

I didn't recognize the fourth man seated at the table. His scruffy beard was pretty long and his brown hair was thinning. When I made eye contact with him, his intense brown eyes seemed to be investigating the four of us by looking over each of us one by one.

"Interesting," the man said. "So this is the band everyone's raving about nowadays?"

"Sorry for being blunt," Percy said while stepping forward, "but who are you?"

The man seated at the table just chuckled.

"Who am I?" He asked. "Shouldn't the question be 'Who are you?'" When Percy didn't answer, the man turned towards our Uncle Zeus. "Didn't you say they just revealed themselves?"

"Yeah, just this past Saturday."

"Hmm, interesting."

"Now hold up," Thalia said. Typical for her to take over the situation. "I don't care who you are old man and I don't care what you have to do with us. We're just here to visit our parents for a change."

Again the man just laughed.

"Very well Thalia. You're just like your mother, you know."

You could say that surprised Thalia a little bit. "My mother?"

"Thalia, this is Chiron," Zeus said. "He was your mother's manager for her band when she was in college."

"My mother had a band?"

"Yes Thalia," Zeus said. "You get all of your talent from her, not me."

Thalia was stunned.

"So what does he have to do with us then?" Percy asked.

"Nothing really," our dad said. "Just a reference if needed. You four are already set as we can already see, but it never hurts to have another opinion."

"Oh-kay." You could tell that Percy wasn't really convinced. I would say that I wasn't really pulled over either.

However, as the day went on, the four of us warmed up to Chiron. He did have quite the understanding of the music world. We soon wrapped up our visit to our parents and the four of us headed home.

When we got home, however, the four of us were in for a surprise.

As we walked through the door, the two boys immediately stopped.

"What is it?" Thalia asked.

"I smell food," Nico said. Thalia and I rolled our eyes. Boys will be boys.

"I do too," Percy confirmed. "And that means one of three things: either someone has broken into our suite and is cooking food, we're in the wrong apartment, or…" he paused and made eye contact with me. Understanding passed between the two of us.

"…Mom's here," we said together.

The two of us took off, with Thalia and Nico surely following close behind. I threw down my jacket on the couch as we passed it and sprinted into the kitchen, where, sure enough, our mother was decked all-out in kitchen attire.

She jumped back in surprise as the four of us entered the kitchen.

"Oh my gods," she said surprised. "You four are lucky that I didn't have a knife in my hand. You down right scared the crap out of me."

"Sorry mom," I said.

"It's alright Abbs," she replied while giving me a hug. "So how did your day go?"

"Great," Percy replied. "But why are you here?"

"Can't I see you four every once and a while?"

"Well, yeah, but-"

"Sorry to interrupt," Nico said pointing to the stove, "but your pot is overflowing."

And that's how our night started. We all reminisced with our mom and after a couple blue cookies each, she left, promising to come back next week.

Percy POV

Middle of October, Goode High School, 7:25 am

So I decided to make a little side trip to school the next day. I had gotten to the school early, and now I was waiting as the kids started to file in. Several people came up to me to talk, and I did, but none of them were people that I was looking for. After around ten minutes, a voice could be heard down the hall.

"Percy? Is that you?"

I turned to look at who called my name and found it was Travis Stoll.

"Hey man," I replied. "How's it going?" We shared a bro-hug.

"It's going good. How about yourself?"

"Not bad." I paused. "Hey, have you checked your locker yet?"

"No, why?"

And that's when the high-pitched girlish scream could be heard from down the hall.

"That's why," I said, immediately knowing what was going on.

A/N:

So, what did you think? Another cliffy, huh? I'm getting really good at writing those.

New chapters were posted on Monday for Scars and Recognition and The Prince, The Girl and The World, so if you haven't read those yet, be sure to check them out.

As I've now adopted with my other stories, the Question of the Chapter will most likely be a trivia question from now on. They can relate to me, any of the Percy Jackson books, or any of my other stories that I have written. Here's the first one for TB3: In The Last Olympian, Percy and Annabeth activate Plan 23 as they head for the rivers. When they reach the first automaton, Percy's suggests to Annabeth that they name this statue something. What name does he suggest?

Like I said with my other stories, correct answers will get the following chapter dedicated to them. Also, people who correctly figure out both subliminal messages (sort of) will receive a special shout out. If you're not sure what I'm talking about, reread the opening author's note.

Thanks everyone.

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Thanks again!

-PSON