Here's Numbah 4 for the disclaimer! XD

Wally: Yeah yeah, you don't own PJO. Now is this cruddy thing over?

Me: Wait. "snickers" Count to ten before you go.

Wally: Whatever. One, Two, seventeen, Q, elevendy-five, ten! Now can I leave this cruddy thought bubble?

Me: "bursts into hysterical laughter" It's true! "giggles" You really do think Q is a number!

Wally: Cruddy girl...

My surroundings shifted. I wasn't in that gross dark room with Nico anymore, I was in a theater, with a stage and curtains and everything. There was director guy sitting in the front row with a clipboard and a megaphone, screaming for some poor red haired girl to get off the stage. Nice guy. The girl looked mortified and furious at the same time. The way her blue eyes narrowed was familiar, almost like- WAIT A MINUTE! Red hair? Blue eyes? That my mom!

"Well you're a big poop." She proclaimed, scrunching up her nose. "Whatever. This musical stinks anyways."

Heh heh. My mom rocked. The director guy's face turned red. As my mom walked off the stage, he drew back his megaphone as if to fling it at her head. Then some other guy with blond hair appeared out of thin air behind him and snatched the megaphone out of his hand. Weird.

"Now that's no way to treat a lady." He said in a dangerously calm tone.

The big poop fainted on the spot. Apparently he wasn't used to people randomly appearing behind him and giving him lessons in etiquette. Mom looked over at the blond guy. You could see her eyes widen slightly

"This calls for a haiku, don't you think?" The blond dude mused. "(Ahem) The fat guy fainted. You should give me your number, I'm super awesome."

Wait. Is that my dad? A light blush appeared on mom's face, and the dream faded out. Weird.

"Guys? Guys, I think she's waking up!" Lacy's voice practically screamed in my ear.

"Mrmph." I grumbled.

It felt like someone was pounding on my head with a hammer. I opened my eyes. The sun was just coming up. Wow, even when I faint I wake up at dawn.

"OhmygoshAnna! Youscaredustodeath,areyouokay?" Natalie said in one breath. Must be another Aphrodite girl thing.

"Well other that having my head hurt like all of Hades broke loose, I'm fine." I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

I had been lying on top of my sleeping bag, the others must have moved me on top of it while I was "asleep" (duh). My hair was really tangled, and it kept tickling my forehead which was annoying. My clothes were all wrinkled from sleep, but that didn't matter much.

"She's fine. Lets clean up our stuff." Tammy said in a bored fashion. I'm glad she cares.

We all rolled up our sleeping bags and shoved them into our backpacks. Then, as we picked up some food wrappers from dinner, told them about my dream. (The one with Nico, not my parents)

"So, should we go back to camp then?" Asked Lacy, a confused look on her face.

"No way, José!" I shouted, I think scaring everyone. "This quest is waaaaaaaaay too important for us to quit now. Weren't you listening to what Chiron said?"

"She's right Lacy. If we quit now, we'll have three gods (including your dad) out for our blood." Tammy reminded her, that serious tone returning to her voice.

"Riiiiiiiigt. Well then, Illinois is that way." Lacy pointed to some place.

I think I saw lake Michigan in the distance. Yay! Hiking is good for your health! X3

Anna, Really? I hate hiking. Anywho, review.