Riley's POV:

After meeting 'Brad the Rad', Jesse walked me to the Athena cabin. He kissed me goodnight, gave me a long hug, and then walked to his own cabin. Annabeth and the rest of my siblings were gawking out the window. It was fun to give 'The Planners' something unexpected.

When I walked into the cabin, the first thing I heard was: "Riley, Mom would so kill you if she knew you were dating Jesse." My older brother Nate, stood in front of his bunk, arms crossed over his chest. I sighed, and plopped down on my gray-silk bed-spread. "Nate, no need to go 'Parental' on me. I know the drill. You tell Mom, I get in trouble, me and Jesse break-up, and I secretly date him behind everybody's backs." I played with a loose gray thread poking from my pillow. I glanced at Nate, only to realize that Malcolm was glaring at me from his position by the window. "What?" I asked, totally aware of the many gray eyes staring me down.

"Mom always said you planned too much," Malcolm mumbled, his keen eyes watching me fidget.

Annabeth walked toward me, and sat on my bunk. "Riley…" She started. I knew where this was going. Every Athena camper knew what this meant. It meant… The Talk. "You and Jesse…are getting…cozy." She started, glancing uneasily at the younger campers. "And that means that Jesse will want to try new things… They may not be new to him… But they are to you…"

"Omigods! Ew, Annabeth! That is so gross!" I screeched, and covered my eyes with my hands. "I am NOT stupid enough to get knocked up by Hades' spawn! And if we did try, we'd use protection!"

Malcolm and Nate had to stop the rest of the younger campers from laughing. I looked up at my younger brother, Jake. "What's so funny?"

He giggled, brushing blonde locks away from his gray eyes. "Would you use armor or a shield?"

Brad's POV:

I sat in the middle of the floor of my cabin. Lit candles sent an eerie glow through the room. I sat criss-cross apple-sauce, my back to the door. I hummed softly. My eyes were closed; my body relaxing. I really loved mediating. It was like counting to 10 for Hecate children. It was peaceful, and nothing could disturb-

The door creaked noisily, as my siblings piled in. They all gazed ay me with silver eyes (at night our eyes were silver, like the moon. In the morning, they were gold like the sun. It was like… Magic.) I kept humming, not wanting them to disturb me. This was my only not-crazy time, and I liked to enjoy it in peace.

"We saw you talking to Jesse at the campfire," My oldest sister, Carmen, replied.

"I hope so. I made my aura pretty obvious," I said, eyes still closed.

"Yeah, too obvious, Brad. You threw Rick into the Sound. We are suppose to use our powers rarely. If Zeus found out about your foolish attempt at magic, he would most certainly kill you. Do you understand?"

I felt like rolling my eyes. Carmen was too serious. She needed to get out more; be more fun. If she went to Worlds of Fun with me, she would probably tell me how many rides were dangerous and unsafe. Which is basically all of them, so Worlds of Fun would have to be called Worlds of Lame.

I opened my eyes, and Carmen said, "Light's out, everybody. And, Brad? No more magical candles. You'll burn the cabin down. Again."

Jesse's POV:

I opened my cabin door, feeling uneasy. The Athena cabin was really imitating. Especially when Malcolm is giving you secret threats with his eyes.

I slipped off my shoes, and wiggled my toes. I changed into Skull-pattern pajama bottoms, and took my shirt off. I wadded it into a ball and threw my dirty clothes into the hamper. Mrs. O' Leary slept by the foot of my bed. She whined softly, as if she were having an unwelcome nightmare.

Snap!

Mrs. O' Leary sat up abruptly. My head swiveled to the window. Maybe a monster got lose? Or a Harpy found my 6-pack of Coke? I quietly advanced to the window, sword in hand. I leaned my palm against the cool glass. I slid it open, and popped my head out. Where was the noise?

In a bush, I saw two people tumble out. A girl and a guy. The girl was way too young for the guy, but I won't judge. The guy and the chick were making out in front of my window. If I had a microwave and a packet of buttered popcorn, I'd be set!

The guy turned to face me. His hazel eyes grew wide, and he stopped kissing the girl. The girl turned, showing off her spiky-black hair. Her blue eyes grew the size of Oreos, and I couldn't help but find them both familiar. Then, I felt myself say, "Thalia? Nico?"

Thalia stepped toward the window, held a hand up, and said, "You didn't see anything. You thought a Harpy stole your illegal Coke pack. Go to sleep."

Nico chugged down a can of Coke. "Yeah, go to sleep. You're so tired."

I felt myself listen to them, but I didn't fall asleep in my bed. I collapsed on my floor, with no memory of what had happened a few minutes before.

Thalia's POV:

Nico and I dragged Jesse to bed. I can't believe I made out with Nico di Angelo. And, in front of his brother! I had to use the Mist on poor Jesse, and he wouldn't recall what had happened. Nico kept eyeing me, and finally asked, "Do you think Artemis will find out?"

"She's a goddess, for Zeus's sake. Of course she'll find out. And, Dad will never forgive me. Zeus or Artemis will end up killing you. I'll be a reject to everyone, and no one will want me as a friend, and-"

Nico leaned in, and stopped my ranting, by kissing me. Like any tongue was going to help me out of this mess! I didn't pull back though. It was nice. Who thought the son of the God of the Dead would actually have minty breath? Not me, that's for sure.

I slept at Nico's that night. Sure, I could have slept in Artemis' glowing cabin, but, I couldn't stand the guilt. And I refused to sleep in my fathers' cabin. It was cold, unlivable, and to make matters worse, it had no bathroom.

I slept in Nico's bed, and he volunteered to sleep on the floor. He slept in a black Snuggie, and laid his head on Mrs. O' Leary. He was snoring in a couple of seconds. I looked at Jesse. He was slumped on the bed, like most Mist victims. I felt bad, because in the morning, he would have no Coke and no recollection of how I'd gotten in the cabin.

I closed my eyes. I was going on a trip through Hypnos' realm.

Max's POV:

I'd witnessed the whole thing. The kissing of the two 'Big Three' kids. Jesse seeing them. And then, Thalia using the Mist to her advantage. Jesse wouldn't remember anything. He wouldn't remember that I stole his Coke, or that Nico had drank my prize. I sat on a rough rock, a jagged edge scraping my thigh.

I drank a leftover can of Coke, sipping it favorably. I'd come to the Hades cabin to kill Jesse, but his idiot brother and that wicked huntress got in the way. I felt content after I drank the can, crushed it against my forehead, and tossed it over my shoulder. Like I really needed to save the environment. Once I killed Jesse, I'd get rid of a huge hunk of decaying garbage.

I stood up, feeling the need to flee. The Harpies were coming to search for the late-curfewers. I felt out of place. Before I went evil, I was the best behaved camper here. I was the best at everything; I never got below a B+ on my activities. But now? I got Fs. I tried to get bad grades in my subjects. I even sucked at Greek. I don't know why I was evil, now. Why I was trying to kill my ex-best friend. But, there was just a… I don't know… a feeling. Something was egging me on; giving me ideas on how to hurt Jesse. And, if I couldn't stop the feeling, I might kill him. I might kill everyone.

Yes! I finished the chapter, and got Thalico in! Boo-yah!

Disclaimer:

Me: Since, Percy is going to turn 21 tomorrow, I decided he was the best choice for my disclaimer.

Percy: That's the only reason?

Me: Yeah, don't get an air-head, buddie. I just wanted you to get a Happy-Birthday celebration.

Percy: Thanks, sis.

Me: Yeah, yeah, yeah. So, Happy Birthday Percy! *Applause; blue frosted cake is brought onto stage* I get first dibbs!

Percy: But, it's my birthday!

Me: I was nice enough to give you a cake; I should have the pleasure of eating it first, right?

Percy: No! It's my cake, and my birthday!

Me: *sighs* Perce, if you tell them I don't own PJO, but do own blah, blah, blah you can eat the cake first.

Percy: Okay! ILoveLukeC doesn't own PJO, but does own Jesse, Riley, Max, Brad, and Rick. She also made Nate and Carmen up.

Me: I guess you can eat a little bit.

Percy: *stabs fork into cake, and scarfs it down*

Me: I want some! *eats with Percy* Okay, bye everybody!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PERSEUS JACKSON!