So here's chapter 7, I'm gonna keep updating until i get to the good part and I'm gonna make some epic chapters for those so until hen i still don't own PJO but i do own their kids

Chapter 7: My Crazy Family

Dylan POV

"My gods girls are crazy" I thought to myself as I walked to the sword arena.

"I mean they are so hot and they know! And they use it to their advantage! I mean come on you don't even give me a chance. And if they do I blow it!" I just raged to myself until I got to the arena.

There were straw dummies set up all over the place so I went to work. I flicked out my trusty magic pocket knife and watched the three foot blade expand from the three inch case.

"I will never get tiered of that." I said with a sigh

the next couple hours were a blur, the sun went from behind me to in my face in what seemed like a second. I destroyed so many straw enemies that they would probably be able to feed an army of cows (which I actually herd Apollo had). And I just took out all my emotion on these stupid dummies thinking the whole time about just this whole experience and mom and dad but most of all Naomi. Even when I got tired I just went over to the water cooler and poured some water on my head and I was good for at least another hour. But soon enough I heard the conch horn blow and I left the arena covered in straw with a clear plan in a clear mind.

Dinner tonight was great, there was pizza and barbecue and I ate like a harpy after all the training I did but eating at Poseidon's table was a little lonely even though dad was there. He just asked me stupid dad questions like "how was your day?" and "did you talk to Grace?"

But I was caught off guard by the next question: "So, you IM that Apollo girl yet?"

He said with a sneaky voice which to me said "Ha-ha you didn't think I knew about that, I'm your dad I know everything."

"Well about that" I started to reply when he cut me off "I was just messing with you, I saw you leave the cabin this morning and I thought I'd have a little fun."

"What do you mean fun?" I asked in a serious voice.

"I kind of tales you with your Mets hat that you never use and herd you talking to yourself after you talked to Grace and then I watched you in the arena and heard what you said to yourself there."

"What! You heard everything? My god's dad is nothing private?"

"Personally I thought it was hilarious because that's exactly what I would do when I was your age." he said in a calm voice.

"Okay I'll let it go this time." I said "but can I have my hat back at least?"

"Put it back in the cabin before dinner" he said with a smug smile.

"Fine but don't use mine any more that one of the reasons you have a wife, to steal her awesome stuff right?" we laughed and then I got up and headed back to the cabin, I was completely whipped out.

I opened the cabin door and plopped myself on the nearest bed but as I looked around I found out it was dad's bed so I jumped out quickly and tried to fix all the wrinkles so he wouldn't know and as I looked up at the wall next to his bed I saw something very interesting.

There was a small picture scotch taped to the wall. It was faded but the image was still very visible. There was a teenage boy with black hair around a sophomore in high school from what I could figure a blonde girl about the same age, a shorter kid probably my age wearing all black with an aviator jacket, a girl about a year older than me in a black "death to Barbie" shirt, a satyr with a goatee and two inch horns and a massive Cyclopes with a big brown eye right in the middle of his head.

Fascinated by the picture I gently took it off the wall and turned it over. On the back was a list of the people and a quote.

It read "from middle going right: Percy Jackson son of Poseidon, Nico DiAngelo son of Hades and Grover Underwood head of the council of cloven elders. From middle going left: Annabeth Chase daughter of Athena, Thalia Grace Daughter of Zeus, and Tyson Cyclopes son of Poseidon."

"Wait" I said to myself putting the puzzle together. "These are our parents!"

"Congratulations give this seaweed brain Jr. a prize!" my dad said mockingly as he walked in the door.

"You look like you had a lot of fun." I said looking down at all the smiling faces.

"Yah that was the summer of 2010, a year after we beat the Titans, so you are correct we had A LOT of fun." he said with a wink."That was the first summer your mother and I actually went out on like real dates."

"Spare me the details" I cut him off "I've heard this story a million times from Aphrodite's cabin: the great Percabeth saga, did you know there was a six season long reality show and two motion pictures about you before I was even born!" I mean those Aphrodite girls are CRAZY.

"Well it's not my fault if we were that awesome" he said in another smug tone that he only used with me.

"You're half right, you were only half your fault that you were so awesome, mom was there too." I shoot back just as smugly.

"You had to get your mother's logic didn't you." he muttered to himself.

"Yah but I got your awesomeness" I said appeasing my dad who was pretending to look crushed.

"Technically" he said in that gods damn smug voice "according to Apollo he is the god of awesome so I bet your girl friend has that gene."

"Can you drop the girl friend thing I barley know her." I shouted back

"well can you tell me her name?" he said trying to get the last word in.

"Naomi Rachael Dare" I said a-matter-a-factly.

And that really shut my dad up. He had a blank look on his face like he was using every cell of his brain to figure something out but I felt like I had won our little verbal joust and I went to bed and damn do I hate dreams.

Ha major cliff hanger because I'm going back to Gracie before the night next Chapter! But please R&R anyway!