Meme Result 9. What would you do if Octavian appeared at your door? (Otherwise known as, "I write random stuff down and pretend to answer this question.")

Milky O. Awesomeway sighed. Thalia and Hyaline had no idea how to write a proper story. They weren't funny at all! She had given them their memories back of the previous chapters in hopes that they would make an interesting story, but they were about as entertaining as the gum on the Hunter's boot.

She watched Nico stand still in a corner, everyone oblivious to his existence. He reminded her of Canada. Percy would probably be America, she mused. Thalia acts like England. Who would Piper be? France, maybe?

"Hey, Milky?" Apollo called down from Olympus. "Stay on track. One fandom at a time."

Milky ignored her father, in fact making a point out of adding the Hunger Games in the mix too. "Zoë reminds me of Katniss. Bianca could be Rue or Prim. Luke could be Cato, and Silena could be Glimmer."

"Milky Ove Awesomeway!" Apollo yelled.

"Annabeth? I guess she could be Hermione. Grover could be… maybe the fawn from Narnia? What was his name again? Drew could be Rosalie from Twilight. Rachel would make an awesome Alice if she borrowed Thalia's hair."

"Uh, Milky? What drugs are you taking?" Nico asked, causing the entire room to jump.

"I didn't notice you there Nico." Percy said. Nico scowled.

And I, obviously, am the awesome Prussia, Milky concluded in her head. Somewhere else, everyone who likes any of the fandoms Milky referenced facepalmed, thinking, "That's thirteen-year-olds for you."

"Not all thirteen year olds are like that." Hazel complained. "Look at me! I'm normal!"

"You have Nico for a brother." Percy pointed out.

"Who?" Milky said.

Nico looked at her weird. "I'm your best friend!"

A beeper on Milky's arm went off. It was her father, summoning her to Olympus. She didn't want to go to Olympus. Her father would talk for hours about how awesome he was, and she would miss the One Direction concert she had tickets for. Free tickets, on the account that they were her siblings. The entire Apollo cabin was going.

It made her other half brother, Justin, mad. They had shunned him for being a disgrace to Apollo. Milky didn't care. No one liked Justin anyway. They only went one direction now, pun intended.

The trip to the Empire State Building was a blur. Milky didn't remember teleporting there with her Author powers, nor did she remember firing a Hunter arrow at the man behind the desk when he claimed there was no 600th floor.

What she did remember was that in the elevator, the music sucked so she started screaming all of her favorite pairings at the top of her lungs, "PERCICO! USUK! KEETA! JIPER! FRAZEL! CALEO! THALUKE! REYNABETH! RENESLEC! SPAMANO! CLATO! GERITA! PERTEMIS! Oh, crap. Maybe I shouldn't yell that one here. Artemis might've heard me… Aw, what the Hades! PERTEMIS! PERTEMIS! BETTER THAN PERCABETH EVEN THOUGH IT'S ACTAULLY WORSE. UNLESS YOU'RE TWO CERTAIN AUTHORS WHO WRITE PERTEMIS SO WELL THAT IT'S ACTAULLY GOOD WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED BECAUSE I WANT THE REVIEWERS TO GUESS THEM. I'll give you guys a hint. One of them is me, even though my chapters are short, I need to edit it badly, it can barely be called a Pertemis and Artemis is extremely out of character."

Needless to say, Milky was out of breath by the time she reached her father's temple. Artemis wondered why she even made her a Hunter if she was so obsessed with pairings. Maybe she should stop accepting any and all pledges the potential Hunter's say and start banning all spawn of Apollo. She hated saying this but they were worse than Aphrodite's children when it came to love.

Thalia and Hyaline were with her, both facepalming. Who made this airhead a Hunter? Surely it was not Artemis.

Milky walked up to Thalia. "You know the ironic thing is that you, a daughter of Zeus, is calling me, a daughter of Apollo, an airhead. Call me Sunbeam."

"That's a compliment you idiot."

"I think I will change my name to that. Sunbeam. And just Sunbeam. None of this Awesomeway stuff. Everyone already knows I'm awesome. Do I really need the stupid sounding last name?"

"Something's wrong with her…" Thalia said to Hyaline finally.

"I know."

"It's because she's thirteen." Apollo said. The two Hunter's jumped. "All thirteen-year-old females go through it."

"Hey! I'm thirteen and female." Hyaline responded, feeling insulted. She never acted like that.

"Sorry. I misspoke. All thirteen-year-old girls who are my children act like this. "

"Milky is an eternal thirteen-year-old." Thalia said finally.

Apollo smirked. "Exactly."

"You tricked your sister into making her a Hunter didn't you?" Thalia asked.

"Bingo. " Apollo replied. Noticing Thalia's enraged face, he added. "Sibling rivalry. Nothing personal."

Artemis walked over. "I'm sorry, Hyaline. I thought it was you who wrote that Pertemis story on my computer. I should have realized it was Milky as soon as I saw it. After all, it was signed, "Milk Of Awesomeness."

"How clever. Milk of Awesomeness, Milky O. Awesomeway. That's my girl." Apollo proudly stated.

"We should lock your daughter up for solitary confinement." Artemis said to her brother. "And stop encouraging her bad behavior!"

"Oh, please do." Thalia said.

"No!" Screamed Milky. "I need to get back to the Apollo cabin right now and make sure I get the good tickets to the One Direction concert! Otherwise there's no point in going the stupid concert!"

"Oh, come on! Really? 1D sucks." Thalia said.

"Hey! They're my children." Apollo replied, a bit insulted.

Artemis smirked, "You know, that explains so much. They're just as bad as that other son of yours. What was his name again. Justina? Justine? Julius?"

"We need to do something about Milky." Hyaline interrupted.

"I'll send a Roman to talk to her. One of them could definitely straighten her out." Since the other's didn't have anything better, they went with the plan.

The aftermath of Hyaline, Thalia and the twins' plan went a bit like this: Five minutes before the concert, and Milky was stuck in her house, cowering behind the door, the only barrier between her and that bastard Octavian.

She held a phone to her ear. "Nico! Nico di Angelo, pick up your cell phone! I know that Hades has reception! Please! I need you to come protect me from that crazy Roman! He'll kill my stuffed animal." She wailed loudly, clutching a stuffed deer to her chest for dear life.

She called Nico again. "Please! I want you to come save me from my father's son-descendant thing. You'll scare him away. Nico! Answer me!" She continued to cry into the night, Octavian knocking on her door, a menacing smile on his face.

Chapter thoughts

1. Unfortunately, I know fangirls like this. (My sister acts like Milky, actually, when it comes to concert tickets. They have the whole, "Good tickets or none at all," mentality. And they're both obsessed with One Direction.

2. Nico isn't polite enough to be Canada. Grover's polite and forgotten. What about him?

3. I don't like One Direction. At. All. However, when you've been forced to listen to Miley Cyrus and/or Justin Bieber for thirty minutes they sound like gods. True story.

4. Nico and Thalia and Hyaline! You are so mean to Milky.

5. Not that I can really blame the three of you for it…

6. How's that for random? This chapter is the randomest thing I've ever written

7. I should really put Octavian in here like I was supposed to.

8. That was a creepy ending. Oh, well.
No, seriously. Forget the comment about my Pertemis story being good. Trust me, it's not. I can't write Pertemis. But there's an Author out there that can and their name is… IwillGiveAShoutOutInTheNextChapterForWhoeverCompletesThatSentenceCorrectly.