Disclaimer: I don't own anything, Rick Riordan does.

AN: It is currently 11:53 pm on Sunday night. I just barely made it, this still counts as the weekend. You know what's crazy, I actually had two chapters in the same week.

KriKri: I love and hate when you forget things about the book, because it's like "how could I forget something about one of my favorite books," but also, you get to experience that part of the book for the first time again.

Dasha: Thanks and here's the next part

DeadlyHuggles: It is a GREAT story, I've read it at least 20 times.

AnnaUnicorn: By opposite, I meant that Ambrosia and Nectar tastes like the most comforting and amazing food you can think of, while the Phlegethon tastes like hellfire. I hope that makes sense, but you're right I definitely could have worded that better.

Sealure: Thank you!


"Ughh, Lady Hestia, that was delicious and amazing, that was amazcious." Percy moaned.

"Really Percy, amazcious. That's what you're gonna go with?" Grover asked.

"Yes, really. I don't see what the problem here is."

"Well, amazcious isn't a word." Annabeth chimed in.

"Yes it is, I just made it up, besides, isn't that how all the other words in the english language are created, Wise Girl?"

"So, ANYWAYS, who's going to read next?" Artemis interrupted.

"I can go next." Nico volunteered after a short silence.

"Percy thought he was hallucinating. It just wasn't possible that a huge, silvery figure could drop out of the sky and stop Kelli flat, trampling her into a mound of monster dust. But that's exactly what happened. The Titan was ten feet tall, with wild silver Einstein hair, pure silver eyes, and muscular arms protruding from a ripped-up blue janitor's uniform. In his hand was a massive push broom. His name tag, incredibly, read BOB."

"Wait, didn't you say that Bob was the name you gave to Iapetus after his dip in the Lethe?" Poseidon asked.

"Yep, that's our little impaler." Percy answered while smiling sadly.

Everybody except for Annabeth looked at him a little weird but nobody said anything.

"Annabeth yelped and tried to crawl away, but the giant janitor wasn't interested in her. He turned to the two remaining empousai, who stood over Percy. One was foolish enough to attack. She lunged with the speed of a tiger, but she never stood a chance. A spearhead jutted from the end of Bob's broom. With a single deadly swipe, he cut her to dust. The last vampire tried to run. Bob threw his broom like a massive boomerang (was there such a thing as a broomerang?)."

"Does that...does that actually say broomerang?" Nico said squinting at the book.

"I mean, it's a legitimate question."

"It sliced through the vampire and returned to Bob's hand. "SWEEP!" The Titan grinned with delight and did a victory dance. "Sweep, sweep, sweep!" Percy couldn't speak. He couldn't bring himself to believe that something good had actually happened. Annabeth looked just as shocked. "H-how….?" she stammered. "Percy called me!" the janitor said happily. "Yes, he did."

"Did I miss something, when did you call him?" Frank asked confused.

Nobody had an answer for him.

"Annabeth crawled a little farther away. Her arm was bleeding badly. "Called you? He-wait. You're Bob? The Bob?" The janitor frowned when he noticed Annabeth's wounds. "Owie." Annabeth flinched as he knelt next to her. "It's okay," Percy said, still woozy with pain. "He's friendly." He remembered when he'd first met Bob. The Titan had healed a bad wound on Percy's shoulder just by touching it. Sure enough, the janitor tapped Annabeth's forearm and it mended instantly. Bob chuckled, pleased with himself, then bounded over to Percy and healed his bleeding neck and arm. The Titan's hands were surprisingly warm and gentle."

"That's a handy little trick, I mean, I like to think that I could do a little better. It's not like I'm the god of medicine or anything." Apollo humbly bragged.

"All better!" Bob declared, his eerie silver eyes crinkling with pleasure. "I am Bob, Percy's friend!" "Uh...yeah," Percy managed. "Thanks for the help, Bob. It's really good to see you again."

"Yes!" the janitor agreed. "Bob. That's me, Bob, Bob, Bob." He shuffled around, obviously pleased with his name. "I am helping. I heard my name. Upstairs in Hades's palace, nobody calls for Bob unless there is a mess. Bob, sweep up these bones. Bob, mop up these tortured souls. Bob, a zombie exploded in the dining room."

"Hades, were you planning on telling us that you employed a Titan as your janitor?" Zeus asked testily.

"No."

"Annabeth gave Percy a puzzled look, but he had no explanation. "Then I heard my friend call!" The Titan beamed. "Percy said, Bob!" He grabbed Percy's arm and hoisted him to his feet. "That's awesome," Percy said. "Seriously. But how did you-"

"Oh, time to talk later." Bob's expression turned serious. "We must go before they find you. They are coming. Yes, indeed."

"They?" Annabeth asked. Percy scanned the horizon. He saw no approaching monsters-nothing but the stark gray wasteland. "Yes," Bob agreed. "But Bob knows a way. Come on, friends! We will have fun!"

"That's oddly comforting and terrifying at the same time." Grover said.

"Does anybody have any water, my throat's a little dry." Nico asked once he put the book down.

"Nico, you are literally in the middle of a room with 14 immortal, all-powerful beings, and their children, one of them being the actual god of the seas. Also, his son is in this room too. So, yes, we can get you some water." Annabeth sassed.

"A simple "yes" would have sufficed." he muttered under his breath.


AN: You know, I feel like I'm forgetting some characters, so who should I bring in for this? For this one, I think I'm gonna choose, 52 Reasons Why by MaydayParade8123, it's a short valentine's one-shot and it's pretty good. I'll see you guys whenever the next chapter is.