A/N: Hey guys! So... not too much to say today, other than HAPPY BAD POETRY DAY AND PERCY JACKSON'S BIRTHDAY! (AUG. 18) Well then, why don't we celebrate Percy's birthday with a bad poem?

Prophecy comes true

On Percy Jackson's b-day

And that is today!

Okay, now that that's done, hope you enjoy this next chapter! Just letting you know, it's a more random one...

Peace out,

~silentwolf111

APOLLO'S POV

You know when someone says that they have a brilliant idea and you agree to it, only to end up totally regretting your decision later on? Well, that's exactly what happened when Zeus suggested we had more 'Godly bonding time'. Now, I didn't think this was too bad at first. I thought we were just going to do something normal, like watch a movie. Unfortunately, Zeus had other plans.

Long story short, here we are now. Seven gods sitting in a circle. Playing charades. And having one of the most awkward experiences in our godly existence.

Right now, it was Arty's turn, and no one could figure out what the Hades she was doing. She just kept twirling around in circles, throwing in an occasional giggle here and there.

"Uh," Hermes said, furrowing his brow. "Is it Aphrodite?"

For the millionth time, Arty shook her head no and resumed her twirling.

"Is it you?" I guessed.

"Is it a fairy princess?" Ares suggested.

My sister let out a groan and smacked her forehead.

"You know what, I give up," she said, returning to her seat.

"Then what were you acting as?" I asked.

"You," she said.

Athena let out a soft giggle as I pouted and crossed my arms defiantly.

"Very funny," I said. "Because I totally spend my free time twirling like a ballerina."

Arty just shrugged, and Hermes cleared his throat.

"My turn," he said as he picked up a card.

He looked at the card and rolled his eyes before turning to us.

"This will be an easy one," he said.

"Okay," Poseidon said. "Whenever you're ready."

Hermes stood up, paused for a second, then pointed to himself.

"You got yourself, didn't you?" Athena said as Hermes nodded.

"That's way too easy," Artemis said. "Go again."

Hermes picked up another card from the pile, examined it for a brief second, and set it down.

"Okay," he said. "Let's see if you can get this one."

He dragged his chair to the middle of the room, stood up on it, and started jumping. Then, he leaned back against the chair until it was knocked to the ground.

"This seems familiar…" Ares muttered.

"Wait," Athena said. "It's Poseidon breaking his throne! That has to be it!"

Hermes smiled and nodded in response.

"Really?" Poseidon said. "That's the first thing that comes to mind when you think of me?"

"Well, it was effective, wasn't it?" Hermes replied with a grin as he sat back down.

"All right," Zeus said. "Apollo, it's your turn."

"Okay," I said, grabbing a card from the pile. "Watch and learn, everybody. I'll show you what good acting really looks like."

But the smirk wiped right off my face when I read the words written on the card.

"Uh," I said nervously. "Can I pick another card?"

"No," Arty said.

"But I can't do this!" I exclaimed.

"You're the god of the arts, aren't you?" Athena said. "So why can't you do it?"

"Well," I said slowly. "Would you really like to see me act as Seductive Artemis?"

Instantly, Arty's jaw dropped open.

"NO!" she shrieked at me. "Pick another card! Please!"

"Thank you," I said.

I chose another card from the pile, but, sadly, it was even worse than the first.

Because, Zeus help me, I had to act as Sexy Aphrodite.

I opened my mouth to protest, but Athena interrupted.

"If you're going to ask to pick another card, the answer is no."

"But I-"

"Apollo," Artemis said. "Just go."

I stood up awkwardly, trying to decide how in the world I was going to portray Sexy Aphrodite.

"Uh…" I said, blushing madly, beads of sweat forming on my face.

"Aw, what's the matter?" Ares teased. "Are you scared?"

"No, it's just that-"

"Brother," Artemis said sternly. "Shut up and act."

Sighing in defeat, I closed my eyes and gulped.

Well, here goes...

"I'm a little girly-girl," I said in my best Aphrodite voice. "Look at me! I'm so pretty!"

"No talking," Artemis said. "That's cheating."

Oh, for crying out loud…

"Okay, fine," I snapped at her. "I'll act."

Taking a deep breath, I started strutting forward, making sure to sway my hips with each step. When I got to the edge of the room, I turned around, put on my most winning smile, and struck a ridiculous pose.

"I think I know who it is," Hermes said, snickering.

"No, don't say it!" Ares said. "Let's see what else he's going to do."

I ran over to where my sister was sitting and leaped into her lap, pulling her face closer to mine as I fluttered my eyelashes and wore a seductive smile. I pursed my lips and leaned forward, the space between us growing closer and closer.

Thankfully, I pulled away at the last second, just before her palm could make contact with my cheek.

"Well," Athena said. "As entertaining as that was to watch, I suppose it's time to guess who you were acting as."

"Hmm…" Ares said with a smile. "I don't know. Why don't we let Apollo act some more?"

I glared at him. No way. That was not happening again.

"Right," Arty said. "Since no one else wants to guess, then allow me. Though it was a rather, er, unique representation of Aphrodite's behavior, I could still tell that my brother was trying to mimic her seductive antics. Am I right?"

I nodded and sent her a grateful smile.

"Very well," Zeus said. "Apollo, you may sit down."

I took my seat, my face bright red.

"That," I said, "was the single most embarrassing thing I have ever had to do."

"I'll say," Ares laughed. "That was priceless!"

"Don't speak too soon, Ares," Athena said. "Because you're next."

"Oh, I'm not afraid of a little embarrassment," Ares said, reaching for a card. "I can handle anything."

He examined the card in his hand, the smirk on his face growing wider and wider.

"You know," he said, placing the card down. "I bet I could have some fun with this."

Ares stood from his seat and cracked his knuckles, but nobody expected what would happen next.

Right before our eyes, he started changing forms, causing everyone's jaws to drop simultaneously.

Because standing before us was Hades… holding a baby bottle… and dressed in nothing but a diaper.

And just like that, he was out the door before anyone could stop him, running rampid through Olympus.

"Young Hades," Hermes read from the card Ares had put down. "Well, at least that makes sense."

"It makes sense?" Athena yelled, her face filled with horror. "He just ran out the door! What will people think when they see that running through the streets?!"

As if on cue, we heard screams sounding from outside.

"Oh my gods," Artemis said. "He's scarring them for life! We have to do something!"

"No," Poseidon said. "We don't. Ares said he could handle anything, right? Let him handle this."

"So you're just going to let him do this?!" Athena said.

"Why not?" Hermes said. "It's funny."

"Well, one thing's for sure," I said, my smile growing larger. "I can't wait to see the look on Hades's face when he finds out about this…"