Yeah, Bradly reached a whole new bitchy incompetent dumbass level in this chapter... anyways, hope you enjoy.

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Legit, Mr. Cop guy person, I did not do anything! You think throwing a tantrum like a little bitch in a public place is BAD?! I didn't even throw one anyways! You've got NOTHING ON ME!"

The cop stared at Brad, looking deeply pissed and like he was going to explode at any given second. Everyone in Burger King was completely ignoring their food, all watching the scene fold out. Some were even recording.

"Ok, sir," the cop said in an annoyed voice. "Just leave and we won't have an issue."

"Alright," Brad said. "I will leave." But he said it with a tone that indicated he wasn't quite finished.

He walked towards the door, and Annabeth and the kids followed. Before he walked out, however, Brad turned around and gave the whole "restaurant" a huge finger.

"Screw all of you who are recording this crisis!"

And he slammed the door shut.

He turned to his son. "Bill, this is all your fault."

"But dad!"

"If you had never ordered a whopper, this shit would have never went down. You're grounded."

Bill was about to open his mouth to protest, but Annabeth cut him off.

"Wait...you are seriously grounding him because of the type of burger he ordered? How did that start any of this?"

"It just...it just did!"

"And in the manual your wife wrote, she said you never even punished your kids."

Bradly rolled his eyes. "No. She said she never punished them. She lets me handle that shit. Bill, you can stay home when we go to the concert, young man."

"The concert?"

"Amy's concert. She's lead guitar in a heavy metal band."

Annabeth's eyes went wide.

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Back in New York, Sally's POV:

Sally absolutely could not stand Jill. She was a horrible mother, showing her younger siblings horror movies and trying to teach them about sex. What was worse: the others seemed to like her. They claimed she was "fun", and Sally hated it.

She just wanted to get away from Jill. She talked too much, in an annoying high pitched voice. She told the dumbest stories about her current husband (who was her second) and her highschool boyfriends.

Right now, Sally lay on her bed listening to music and reading an architecture book her mom had given her. She had only been gone for three days, and she already missed her so much. Jill wasn't half the woman or mother Annabeth was, and she never would be.

She put the book down and took the headphones off, about to go use the bathroom, when she heard voices from down stairs.

"Hey Hazel, Frank! How you doing, Leo!" Her dad said.

She smiled. They were here. Her dad had told her and Bob after lunch that they'd be coimg to help with the "Jill Situation" as her dad had started to call it.

She opened her door and rushed down the stairs. There was Frank and Hazel Zhang, Piper and Jason Grace with their son Peter, and Leo and Calypso with their twins Lucy and Edmund. (Leo had developed an obsession with the Chronicles of Narnia in recent years. Sally honestly thought it was a bit unhealthy). Sally noticed the twins looked even more jumpy and active then usual. Lucy's brown eyes were wide with excitement and Edmund's elfish face, much like hid dad's, was overrun by a huge grin.

It was really suspicious.

"So," Leo started. "This is the nagging bitch?"

He pointed a finger at Jill. And not just any finger.

"Yes, Leo. That is the bitchy miss Jill Abramo. I take it your kids have had their snack?"

Leo smirked. "Indeed they have, Mr. Jackson." Leo smiled down at his eight-year-olds. "Sour Patch Kids, Sweet tarts, Starbursts. You name it, they ate it."

"Good, good," Percy said calmly. "Are they quite ready?"

"I believe so. Edmund, Lucy. Do it for Narnia."

The twins charged, running straight towards Jill Abramo.

Back in LA, Annabeth has decided to stay home with Bill while Amy and Bradly are at the concert.

"So, you're dad's a real jerk." Annabeth said, moving her car on the Game of Life board.

Bill nodded sadly. "Yeah, he likes Amy more than me I think. She's into the same kind of stuff him and mom are. Dirt Bike racing, metal music, graphic movies. I'm just a nerd."

Annabeth smiled in empathy. "You know, Bill, it's ok to be a nerd. What wouldn't be ok would be hiding who you are just for Bradly and Jill. And you don't. Which is really brave, Bill."

Bill smiled widely. "Thanks, Annabeth. You know, you're pretty cool. It's awesome when you tell off dad."

Annabeth laughed.

"Hey!" Bill's face lit up like he had a great idea. "You should go ghost hunting with me!"

Annabeth frowned. Right when she felt comfortable...

"Ghost hunting?"

"Yeah! I have a kit! Endoplasm is everywhere here. I think someone must have died a horribly brutal death in this house."

"Um..."

"Come on! It'll be fun!"

In New York, Jill is fighting hard... Against 8 year olds..

"AHHHHH! FROM HELL!THEY'RE FROM HELL!"

Jill Abramo yelled this is she was tackled down to the floor by Leo and Calypso's sugar high children.

"This is awesome!" Edmund yelled. "Mom and dad are letting us...what did dad say? 'Beat the bitch up?'"

Leo cleared his throat. "Now Eddy. We do not use that kind of language." But he smirked as he said it, causing the other adults to question the seriousness of the statement. "And Jill, sweetie, please do not ever say again that my children are from hell."

Jill coughed, squirming around on the floor; kicking and flailing as the Valdez twins pinned her to the floor. She was trying to throw them off, but was failing terribly. The demigods didn't even attempt to hold back their laughter. There was no need to.

Jason whipped out a video camera. "Youtube is just going to love this. I can see it now: 'Grown Woman Gets In Fight With Eight- Year-Olds, Loses.'"

Percy smiled. Maybe dealing with Jill wouldn't be so hard now.

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Will Jill be able to handle Percy's newly enlisted help? And what happens when Annabeth is draggrd to the concert, just to get an unpleasant surprise?

Find out next chapter.