This place seemed to be home to more lizards and cats then people, Frank mused as he strolls along. The place seems like a ghost town with no people in sight, and it seemed to Frank that this was the completely wrong place for Percy Jackson to live. The only life in the whole town seemed to come from the animals, and that single restaurant Percy had taken him too.

How Percy had managed to keep himself entertained in the past was beyond him. Frank was sure he would have dropped dead of boredom if he'd lived here for as long as Percy had. There just didn't seem to be anything to do. How did Percy survive here? Didn't this slow, quiet town drive him crazy?

"Frank?"

He felt somewhat relieved that someone's interrupted his silence, but that died down a bit when he saw who it was.

Jason.

Frank looked around, making sure no one could see them, but of course there was no one. And since the cats certainly weren't going to talk, he focused back on Jason.

"Hello."

"Hey... You any closer to finding Percy?"

Frank frowned, and shook his head. He had found Percy, he didn't think he can get any closer to finding Percy than that.

"No? You're not?"

"I found him."

"Oh, really? What are you doing in the middle of nowhere then?"

"This is where Percy lives now."

"What?"

Jason looked past Frank at the world behind him and frowned, and Frank had to look away.

Before... everything, Jason had been one of Frank's best friends. Jason had been like the brother Frank never knew he needed, and the same went for Hazel. But then he'd lost his memory, made new friends and got dragged on a quest to save the world; he didn't have time to rekindle old friendships. By the time everything had settled down again, he'd become too different of a person to be friends with in the same way they once had. Besides, Jason had decided he was staying at the Greek camp to be with his girlfriend and new friends, while Frank and Hazel had gone home.

"But that place looks like a ghost town."

"Yep, you're not wrong there."

"...Percy is seriously living there? That doesn't seem like his sort of a place, does it? I thought he was, at the very least, living in a small town. Not an empty town... is he okay?"

"Could be better."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"He doesn't seem to be doing too good."

"Why haven't you said anything then? When did you arrive?"

"Just a few hours ago," Frank lied; I was easier then explaining the truth. "So maybe he's just having an off day."

"Oh right, sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I'm just a little stressed..."

"What's wrong?"

"Well, we just finished making extra cabins, so I thought we'd finally have a break, but no. Apparently some people thought the school was so awful that they decided to completely demolish it! How the hell they got past the harpies, I have no idea. Maybe they asked them to join in. But anyway, we've got to rush building the school up as well as find a place to use as a substitute school and- I'm not having a good time."

"You should take a break Jason. Maybe go on a small holiday or something."

"I can't, they need me," he groans, "Joys of being a VID; a Very Important Demigod."

"I'm sure everything will be okay. Just try not to stress out too much, okay?" Frank says.

This doesn't seem to be the best of times for children of the big three, does it? Frank muses. Maybe Nico or Thalia are doing better though.

"How are the others by the way?"

That made Jason light up thankfully. Oh good, Frank thought, he was not going to talk about that thing then.

"Great! Nico and Will got back together! And it only took them four years or so," Jason chuckleed, "But seriously, I'm glad they did break up and wait. Nico was not ready to be in a relationship at that time."

"Good for them! Tell them congratulations for me, won't you?"

"Of course I will!"

"Any other news?"

"Um... well, Drew somehow managed to seduce oh-so-straight Calypso and now they're traveling around the world together, Leo came back and is helping me with this whole mess thank gods, and Piper... she's with Annabeth."

And now he was talking about that thing, great, Frank mentally groaned. The problem was, Frank didn't know what to say when Jason or Piper brought up that thing. To Frank, it seemed like they should break up and not get back together again whenever Piper gave up on Annabeth. But he knew neither Jason nor Piper would listen to that advice, because everyone else had been telling them that, and they were still 'togther-ish'.

"S-Sorry Jason, but I promised Percy I'd go buy some milk for him, and the shops close early here so..."

Frank felt awful for lying, but he also knows that he was only going to hear Jason say what he also said when he broke up with Piper. Frank could recite it, if he really tried.

"Oh, okay. Bye then."

And Jason was gone.

To make himself feel slightly better, Frank did decide to do a bit of a shop to get some things for breakfast since he was in no way letting Percy just have half a tub of dairy-free chocolate ice cream for breakfast again. Maybe he could ask Hazel for some recipes too, Frank thought, easy recipes though. He didn't want to accidentally burn down Percy's house after all.

He ended up taking a longer time than expected, as it was near impossible to find a shop that was both open and selling vegan food, but he eventually found it. And then spend what felt like half a lifetime trying to translate everything. Sure, he learnt some Greek from his friends from the other camp, but not a lot. Maybe it was time to call up one of his Greek friends... or maybe even his Greek sister.

"Clarisse?"

"Frank? What do you want?"

By the looks of it, she was babysitting Chuck again and teaching him how to fight. Frank made a note to wear protective shoes and knee pads the next time he went to Camp Half-Blood. That kid might be small, but if he was anything like his dad, then Frank knew he'd have to weary of him.

"Um, I'm trying to buy some food but everything in Greek and I have no idea what any of it is."

"...Why?"

"Percy had nothing at home for breakfast so-"

"Percy? How is he?" Clarisse cut in. "Is he alright?"

"...Yeah. He's fine. Anyway, can you translate this for me?"

Clarisse frowned, and Frank tried not to feel too intimidated.

"You're lying."

"I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"Clarisse, I'm not lying."

"...Fine. Show what you want me to translate."

So Frank did, and while Clarisse constantly made comments about Frank choice in food, Frank was undoubtedly grateful for her help. And sure, the man behind the desk was judging him for apparently talking to nobody, but Frank didn't care. One person thinking he was odd was a small price for making sure that Percy actually had proper food to eat.

Frank slowly headed back to Percy's place, trying to take as long as possible. He wasn't sure what exactly to do if Percy was in the same state as he was in the morning.

When he was outside Percy's door, he took a deep breath and hoped that Percy was doing better.