AN: UNFORTUNATELY, I DO NOT OWN MR, PJO, OR TWILIGHT!!!

Percy's POV

I had always wondered what happened to the Party Ponies after they left Camp Half-Blood after our journey to the Sea of Monsters. Now I know.

They all wore T-shirts that said "Party Ponies: West Coast Chapter". They galloped at the Titan Army shooting paintballs and arrows with boxing gloves on them. Some of them looked familiar, so they might have been there when they saved us from the Princess Andromeda.

Some of the army managed to escape the centaurs and attacked us. An empousa was suddenly in front of me. Joy.

Pretty soon we were surrounded, but we were doing better than the last time. Of course, having a bunch of centaurs, not to mention a very angry Pegasus and dragon, on our side made it a whole lot easier.

I was trying not to focus on anything, just kind of letting my ADHD take over. I was holding my own against several monsters when a hellhound surprised me. I didn't stop it in time, and it bit my leg before I managed to stab it with Riptide. It wasn't a life threatening injury, but I couldn't put weight on it.

I probably looked pretty ridiculous, because I was trying not to get killed while balancing on one foot. I never did have the best balance, so I was flailing around like an idiot.

My shield pretty much saved my life. Note to self: Thank Tyson again.

Blackjack kicked a half-blood in the head. Come on, boss. Let's get out of here. I clambered on, and Blackjack ran a few steps, trampled some monsters, and launched himself into the sky. We hovered over the scene for a few moments.

Peleus was snapping at every monster that came within five feet of him, and Annabeth and Thalia were fighting like mad people. The Flock was doing a pretty good job of kicking half-bloods' butts. I couldn't see Bella and Edward. The Party Ponies were amazing. They vaporized row after row of monsters with their arrows.

Everything slowed down. Blackjack couldn't move his wings fast enough and started falling in slow motion. Thankfully, we landed on some very soft empousa. Apparently they weren't immune to Kronos's power either. They attempted to attack me, but I easily killed them.

That's when I realized something. Kronos's power wasn't working on me. I could move just as easily and as quickly (which wasn't very fast) as before. What the Hades?

No time to think about now, I thought to myself. Just then, however, something random popped into my head. The sand dollar.

I pulled it out of my pocket. It was glowing slightly.

"Awesome," I said to myself. "It buys time."

Kronos was laughing evilly and not paying any attention to me. He probably assumed I was somewhere in the crowd struggling to get away from his power. I figured I probably had about five minutes before he realized I was moving somewhat normally. I was hobbling around because of my leg, but still managed to get over to where Annabeth and Thalia were fighting monsters in slow motion. It looked like an action movie, where everything was slowed down.

Now I had a problem. I was free form Kronos's power, but what about everyone else? I looked down at the sand dollar. It technically was a sea creature, right? I thought that I might be able to expand its power like I had with the seashells at Geryon's ranch.

"Um," I said, "Release everyone from Kronos's power?" Instantly all the monsters and the fighting went back to full speed. "No! I mean, just my friends." The monsters were under Kronos's power again. Huh. That was pretty cool.

Boss? Blackjack said. That was cool, but can we leave now?

"Sure," I scrambled on again.

By now, Kronos had figured out what was going on, and in the form of Luke with golden eyes started walking calmly through the crowd of monsters. He pulled out his scythe before I could think.

Thunk! A backpack slammed into his head, knocking him off balance. Annabeth stood there looking very angry.

"Remember that next time you want to lock me up in a jail cell, Luke," she said, so quietly that I almost couldn't hear her.

I offered a hand and she climbed onto Blackjack. Chiron was helping Thalia onto his back. Edward and Bella seemed almost to appear out of nowhere.

"What happened?" Bella asked.

"No time," I said. Blackjack practically threw himself into the air, where the Flock was already hovering, waiting for us. Bella and Edward followed the Party Ponies off the side of the cliff. Somehow they managed to scale it without falling on their heads. I figured it had something to do with the fact they were moving almost too fast to be seen.

We soared over San Francisco. The centaurs must have been going slower than when they were in Florida because I could still see them. If they wanted to, they could have been in Forks by now.

We flew around for a while. Soon we came to an empty forest that was on the California-Oregon border, according to Blackjack.

We landed among the trees. Annabeth and I slid off of Blackjack, and my lag buckled underneath me. I sat down, and started fishing around in my backpack for ambrosia. I found it and ate a square. Almost instantly I felt better.

I looked around the clearing. The Party Ponies were head butting each other, shooting paintballs at each other, the usual. Chiron was talking to Edward and Bella. The Flock started walking over to me.

"What the heck was that?" Max said.

"Basically, that was Kronos, Lord of Time, in Luke Castellan's body, controlling time, trying to capture/kill us. Oh, and I finally figured out what you can buy with a sand dollar," I said.

"A sand dollar buys time?" Annabeth said. "That's insane."

"Hey, it works. Did you hit Kronos with the Super Heavy Evil Purple Backpack of Doom?"

"No, I hit him with the Normally Weighted Nice Blue Backpack of Goodness," Annabeth said. "What? Nudge isn't the only one who can come up names randomly on the spot."

"What now?" Max asked.

"We should probably get back to Forks. Who knows what could have happened in three days?" Thalia said. She had a point.

"Let's go."

AN: Wow. Over 100 reviews. Holy. Crud. Sorry it took me so dang long to update, but I've been so busy and sleep deprived. Not to mention writer's block, but I think the sleep deprivation thing had something to do with that. . . CONES!!!!