Chapter X

*A/N: Three people (I think) got the book. If I forgot you, then PM me. Because I'm lonely. Stuck in the cold rain with a laptop and not place to charge it. And a dream! TO FLY WITH BLACKJACK! And, of course, to entertain you guys, but whatever. It works. *Lip trembles* No... Unicorns... or Pegasus...

OK Shout out to...

Hugs6

The Lily Maiden (cool name, bro)

Annechase

and possible others I might have missed in my journey around the world.

"Markers, markers, markers, markers..." The three year old walked around the ship, looking for her markers. Someone had moved them. Someone was going to pay severely for this mutiny.

Rose had a plan - a devious plan that she thought was genius and that no other kid in the world had tried.

Coloring on someone's face.

It's perfect! she thought, her hands behind her back, scowling and looking. I'll be a record holder - no, a trend setter! Bleh, ew... Copy cats around the world will be chanting my name: ROSE! ROSE! ROSE! Ah, irony. But what does that word mean...?

But her perfect plan had its flaws as well. Jason was still awake. He would have to be executed for this plan to succeed...

She hid behind the couch where the love sick puppy was at. With a pack of Strawberry Sour Straws in her hand, he wouldn't be able to resist.

"Jason," she said, walking out innocently enough. He looked at her, his blue eyes sad. "Have you seen my markers?"

He shook his head and looked away. Rose frowned. This peasant wasn't following her plan.

She crawled up in his lap. "Jason, please..."

"I haven't seen them," he grumbled.

She held up the Sour Straws. "Are you sure you haven't seen them?"

"No, I haven't." He reached for the Sour Straws, but she got off his lap, taking them with her.

"NONE FOR YOU!"

She walked over to Frank, also awake, but reading a mysterious object called a 'book' that she didn't trust. "Frank..." she asked.

He put the book mark in the book and looked over. "Hey, whatcha got there?"

"I need my markers," she said. "Have you seen them?"

"Why do you need them?" he asked.

"I'm going to draw on Leo's face," she said. "Now, I need my markers."

Frank smiled. "I haven't seen them. But if you do find them, tell me. And thanks for the book."

Rose rolled her eyes. "You're welcome," she said, having stolen it for him before the boat took off.

She walked over to her last option - a sleeping seventeen year old quietly snoring in the corner, drool running down the side of his face. She reached out and started to poke his shoulders when she saw what he was holding.

"MY MARKERS!" she screamed, lunging. Percy jumped, screaming like a girl, and Rose and his tugged at the markers. "THEY'RE MINE!"

"I'M USING THEM!"

"MINE!" She yanked, but Percy let go, causing her to tumble backwards into a table, hitting her head. Her lip trembled.

"No, no, no, don't cry," he said.

She bawled, screaming and crying. Frank and Jason came running in, and glared at Percy.

"You hurt her!" Jason hissed.

"She tackled me," Percy defended.

"Percy Jackson, always the victim." Frank picked her up and handed her the markers. "Want to go color on Leo?"

Wiping her eyes, she nodded and they walked out towards the engine room, where Leo lay passed out from an insane sugar rush.

Jason shook his head at Percy. "I'd be ashamed, hurting a little kid." Then he walked out.

"But.. But..." Percy folded his arms and laid his head back down. "Peasants."

Frank and Rose walked to the engine room and found Leo asleep on the floor. Frank held Rose up as she colored ponies and unicorns. She drew an extra eye on his forehead , and a rainbow until he stirred.

Frank set her down as she quickly packed up her markers. Frank pulled out his camera, on flash, and snapped a picture. Leo jumped, blinded by the flash, and stared up at him, blinking rapidly.

"That's for flirting with my girlfriend," Frank said, smirking. Then, him and Rose ran.

Leo looked at himself in the mirror. Rose was a pretty good drawer, he had to admit, but a unicorn pooping rainbows across his face wasn't funny. He touched the extra eye. This wasn't funny...

That evil Canadian Baby man, Leo thought, attempting to scrub off the marker, but failing. Rose wasn't allowed to use her Sharpies sense she drew all over the walls, so Percy was in charge of hiding them. Percy was never going to hide things again.

He walked upstairs around 11:45 and was laughed at by everyone.

"You're evil," he said to Frank. "And I didn't flirt with Hazel."

"That's a lie," Percy said.

"And why'd you let her have the markers!?" he said, going into the kitchen to try to scrub off the marker.

"She attacked me!" Percy said. "And then she slipped and started crying! What else was I supposed to do?"

"Not let her draw on my face."

A burst of gold light came from Rose's room. Everyone turned and looked.

"She ok?" Jason asked quietly, looking down the hall.

Everyone tiptoed down there to see a sleeping long redheaded six year old asleep in a twin bed, holding a teddy bear. Her hair was really long, like it had never been cut, and it was really curly and pretty.

"I think she's fine," Frank whispered as he closed the door.

But there was a faint sound of wings from outside. Everyone ran out on deck, weapons ready, to see... nothing. Just a night sky filled with stars and... nothing. The ship sailed on, the yellow boots falling off into woods.

Hermes let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't be seen here... He wasn't supposed to be near her. But he had to see her again while she was little before she grew up again. He knew the punishment for being caught, and he didn't want to suffer it. He wasn't going to suffer Zeus's wrath.

Once the boys were gone, he flew up and peeked in her window one last time. His beautiful daughter left on a ship with them...

He flew away, leaving no trace of his appearance there.