Nico is 33. Thalia is 35. Jason is 15. Annabeth is 13.

"Jason. Perseus. di Angelo!" Bianca screamed across the house to call her older brother, voicing out her anger towards him. Jason was prudent to show up, trying not to smile at her.

"Yes, Bia?"

"Cut the nice crap, Jason! I know you did it!" Before Jason could even ask what she was talking about, Bianca pulled out the towel that was wrapped around her hair and showed her silky and raven curly hair... tainted in neon pink. Jason couldn't hold back a smirk at her.

"Sporting a new look, sis?"

"How could you?!" Bianca was near the tears, from frustration, anger and upset "And, you won't be able to cover the evidence of your crime! I'm letting Mom and Dad know right this instant!" she cried, running towards the phone. Jason paled at the possible futures that were lead by these consequences and rushed towards the bathroom, to clean all the evidence of his prank.

"I won't confess anything!" he mumbled to himself, cleaning the big pink spot that was on the marble floor. If his Mom find a single dot, he was as good as dead.

"You won't confess what?" Jason paled more than before. If thinking that his mother finding out would be bad, that his father had found him on the scene of the crime was event worst. Slowly, Jason turned to see his Dad, frowning while crossing his arms over his chest "Jason, I'm waiting for an answer on why your sister is with pink hair and crying"

"Just... Bianca wanted to try colors on her hair and, well... she didn't like the result..." Jason lied, still cleaning the floor. He could blame it on Bianca this time...

"Why would she try neon pink on her hair one day before Picture Day, knowing she could not like it?" Jason stopped scrubbing, shocked that his father had seen through his lie. Of course, Nico was a busy worker and father, but that didn't mean he was incompetent "Jason, try again, and you better convince me"

"Jeez, Dad! It was an innocent prank!" Jason defended himself, rolling his eyes "It's not my fault that Bianca always take it to heart..."

"What I don't understand is your change of attitude" Nico pointed out, between serious and upset. Jason had never behaved like this before and messing with Bianca was off the table "But, since you're so good cleaning your own mess, maybe I should take you to work with me tomorrow-"

"Tomorrow?! No, Dad" Jason got up from the floor "You wanna give me a punishment, have me grounded, or whatever you wanna call it, fine. Do it. But not tomorrow" Nico shrugged, clearly not caring about it.

"You should had thought it before pranking and leaving your sister in tears. Tomorrow, 6am" Nico finished the argument, before leaving the bathroom and closing the door behind him. Jason groaned and slumped down on the floor, leaning against the wall.

Why was his life so complicated lately?!

The next morning, waking at 6am, was nowhere fun or easy to do. Thalia had made breakfast, while trying to coerce Bianca out of her room, which she 'would not leave until all the pink has faded away'. Jason managed to feel guilty under the look of his mother, before eating his breakfast. Once that was done, it was his turn to do the dishes before leaving.

"C'mon, Jason! Or we're gonna be late!" Nico rushed him, with no kind of remorse in him. Jason followed his father out of the house and into the company's van (company that Nico owned and Jason didn't understand why he just stopped working as a low cleaner when he should be seated on the CEO office) "Alright, so our first clean up is in a third floor apartment, right next to Broadway Avenue..."

"What, a showgirl was killed because of some petty affair?" Jason butted in, throwing the self imposed task that he would not open his mouth unless it was necessary. Nico couldn't even glance at him, as he was driving the van, but frowned down the road.

"Well, since you have everything figured it out, I guess you could clean this one on your own..." Nico suggested, sparking some kind of hope in Jason. If his Dad left hum alone, maybe he could sneak out and pretend he did the job... "Of course, under the supervising look of the police officer that is guarding the scene..."

"So, you don't trust me, uh?" Jason got defensive and Nico knew that he was down the road of the attitude problem his son was having "That's why you brought me here? To show me that my attitude can lead me to a not very good situation?"

"Considering that we're a demigod, plus a legacy, I'd dare to say that is an occupational hazard of us" Nico pointed out, not even upset with the accusation. He wanted to show him.

"Dear Hades, what happened here?" Jason mumbled, once he walked through the door of the apartment that they were suppose to clean. The officer at the door greeted them before letting them in. The place was covered on blood, as well as empty holes of it all around it. And it looked like someone had dragged around the place.

"Well, according to the police report the Officer gratefully handed us..." Nico began reading, though he had heard the news on TV a few days ago "The 'showgirl', as you call it, was here with her family and someone walked in to rob them. She fought the thief, to protect her family, and got shot twice in the abdomen" Nico saw how the words were making some effect on his son "Poor girl... She was only twenty years..."

"Yeah, a tragedy..." Jason answered, his voice with a low tone. Nico smirked.

"Alright! No time to waste! Please, put on the suit on and we'll start cleaning. You get the bathroom and I get the carpet, as you still don't know how to take spots out of them yet..." Nico joked a little, before sending Jason to the bathroom "And, while you're there, we'll talk about your attitude!"

Nico didn't miss time being a parent!