Hey! Here's an update! The next four chapters are finally the EPILOGUES. I just realized that my TSON ends with Hazel's POV as well. If you don't get it, like my sister, check out my TSON and go to chapter 19. Yeah, and my sis still doesn't get it. But who cares about her right? JK sis.

XXI

Hazel

Hazel sighed as soon as she got to her room. Her old house was fancy, but not as fancy as this was. And the fact that this mansion actually had millions of maids and chefs… it was beyond amazing. She got up from her bed and headed towards her closet.

A few minutes earlier, her father had sent her a note, saying that she was invited to a ball later this evening. Her father had even offered her the privilege to sing at the ball, with the Muses. It was beyond amazing. It was like her dreams had come true.

She scanned the racks in the closet, searching for the right ball gown. She'll need something extravagant, but not too big. Something that screamed "Hazel". She would love it if Reyna was here, but unfortunately, her fashion princess wasn't here to help.

Hazel wasn't really big on dresses, but this night was special. Yes, they were going to meet the gods and all those important reasons, but the main reason she wanted to dress up was to impress Leo. She wanted to catch his attention, to make him fall for her.

She sighed, and plopped down at that make-up table in the giant closet. On her right was a popstar outfit, with a blue dress and a black short blazer. A black belt was tied around her waist, and dark petticoats layered the skirt of the dress. At the bottom of the outfit were the coolest black heels ever, with lots of straps that would cover her feet.

She shook her head. That wasn't her style. Besides, she didn't think it was appropriate for the ball.

She looked away from the dress, and stared at herself in the mirror. Her dark curls lay on her shoulder, and her short bang almost reached the top of her right eye. It was a sideways-bang, and it wasn't thick. It was thin, not too many strands of hair.

Her pink lips were soft and moist, and her blue eyes popped out of her reflection. What dress would go with a face like that?

She stood up and continued to search. Seriously, the closet – which was filled with tons of clothes before she even got there – was so huge; it felt like a clothing store.

She scanned the dresses, searching for the right dress. Then she saw it. A beautiful baby blue strapless gown with a wide skirt that covered her feet. Silver patterns embroidered the edges of the skirt, which was covered with layers and layers of see-through fabric. A silver design was printed on the top part of the dress, with two silver vine-designs traveling from her hips to the left corner of the skirt. It was beautiful, one of the most beautiful gown she has ever seen.

She knew it was the dress. She grinned as she searched for the perfect heels. Normally, she wouldn't dare to wear something as stupid as heels, but she reminded herself that this was for Leo.

She made her way to the bathroom to have a nice bath before the ball. About forty-five minutes later, she got out. She had found a CD player in the bathroom with some of her favorite CDs, and decided to listen to them.

Wrapping herself in a towel, she started to get ready. She put on a bathrobe and covered her head with a towel. Grabbing the hair dryer, she dried it, and used the curling iron to make her curls look much softer. Her hair was a little past her shoulders, and didn't look fancy at all. On the make-up table was a pair of pearl barrettes, with a pink note.

She shook her head when she saw a heart drawn on the note, and put it down. She clipped the barrette in her hair, pulling a lock of hair to the back of her head. Grabbing some beautiful blue earrings, she started putting on some light make-up, and started putting on the earrings and a simple silver charm bracelet.

She slipped on the dress, and strapped on her soft silver heels. She smiled at her reflection and headed out the door, heading towards Piper's room – which she assumed was left.

Hazel quietly knocked on the door and opened it, to find Piper staring at herself in the mirror, wearing a dress that totally complemented her looks.

Her soft pink dress covered her feet. A huge rose with a darker shade of pink hung on the corner of the strapless top of the dress, with smaller ones embroidering towards the bottom. It had a wide skirt as well, with more layers than Hazel could imagine. The skirt sparkled with silver glitter.

Even her hair and make-up was perfect. Piper was wearing her new hair just the way it is – straight chocolate-brown layered hair. The only difference was a soft pink rose in her hair. Her make-up was light: eye shadow that was close to the color of her skin tone, pink lipgloss, mascara, eyeliner, and some blush.

It seemed Aphrodite had prepared her look, because she was covered in pink. On her wrist was a pink ribbon, which flowed and bounced whenever she moved her hand.

"I look like a Cherokee Barbie doll," she grumbled, and sat on her bed. She stared at her reflection, and decided she looked hideous. "I mean, look at you. You look amazing."

Hazel shook her head. "You look amazing, even with so much pink," she said, and sat down next to her.

Annabeth came rushing in, wearing a gray dress. The top was gray, with the gray fabric separating and parting at the skirt. The main skirt was pitch black. Her hair was in the usual state, except it was neater and tidier. Her curls even looked softer. She had eyeliner on, making her gray eyes pop.

"I need help," she sighed, and pointed to her bare feet.

Piper shook her head and went to her closet, and pulled out a pair of simple black heels, and handed them to Annabeth. "Here," Piper said, tossing Annabeth a tube of lipstick and lipgloss before she could leave.

Annabeth smiled gratefully, and went out of the door to return to her room. Hazel and Piper chuckled at the older demigod's face. It clearly said that she didn't want Percy to see her like this… yet.

The girls started to chat, talking about the different lives at their own camps. Hazel thought that Camp Half-Blood was pretty cool, while Piper thought Camp Legion was a nightmare. The daughter of Apollo chuckled at her friend.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, which was wide open. Piper smiled, and Hazel turned her head to face the visitor. She stared at Leo, who was wearing a white dress shirt under a black men's blazer, and black jeans.

Leo stared at Hazel, blinking his eyes as if he couldn't believe the girl in front of him was the daughter of Apollo. Piper cleared her throat, and the two blushed. She laughed, and addressed Leo. "What do you need fireboy? Beauty tips?"

Leo shook his head. "Nah, I don't think I need any," he said, winking at Hazel, who blushed deeper. He chuckled, and turned back to Piper. "Just here to tell you that Apollo is here to personally take us to the ball with his limo."

Hazel shot to her feet at the mention of her father's name. She stumbled a bit because of her heels, but regained herself. Leo and Piper laughed, while she mumbled, "Stupid heels."

The three walked down the corridor, Hazel deep in thought while Leo and Piper were deep in conversation. The trio walked down the stairs, catching the attention of everyone that was downstairs.

Annabeth smiled at Hazel, who smiled back. Jason was staring at Piper, who looked like she was trying to avoid him as much as possible. Hazel didn't blame her. Reyna was still pretty much head-over-heel in love with him. Well, it wasn't technically in love, more like a really, really, deep crush.

Percy glanced at the trio, before going back to gawking at Annabeth, who rolled her eyes and punched his arm. She went out of the huge double doors, to find her dad grinning wildly at her. She crossed her arms across her chest and gave him the curious eyes. One thing that she had learned by spending time with her dad's Greek side: he was too much like Hermes.

"Hazel! How's my daughter doing? Wait, don't answer that. Who cares anyways? I mean, I do care, but we don't have time, do we? You want to drive?" he asked enthusiastically, and everyone glanced at her.

She shook her head, but her dad dragged her in the driver's seat, turning into his Roman form at the same time.

"Now, to all you need to do is–" Apollo started, but Hazel cut him off by stepping on the gas.

"Like this?" she asked, boredom in her voice. Apollo just smiled at her, and ruffled her hair slightly, not making it too messy.

"That's my girl. Glue of the world," he said.

"I don't think I want to titled as 'glue'," she commented, pointing a finger at him. The good thing about his dad was that he was the most easy-going guy in all of the Roman gods, especially when it comes to his children.

He laughed. Hazel glanced at the rear-view mirror to see the glass separating the driver's part and the passenger's was wide open. She covered it, smiling at herself, as she caught Percy's comment. "She isn't half as bad."

Finally, they reached the Grand Castle, and they stepped out, and Hazel handed her dad her seat. Apollo winked and zoomed off, and before you could say 'lyre', he was back.

The god of music, son, healing, and about seven more things led them to ballroom, where the ball was meant to be held.

As soon as they entered the room, everything stopped, as everyone turned to face them. Zeus, who was chatting (more like having a mini argument) with his brothers, turned to look at them, and beamed at Jason.

"Heroes," he addressed. "Gods, and goddesses. The seven of the prophecy has arrived."

Hera stepped forwards, wearing a simple Greek chiton, which looked more elegant than it was supposed to be. "Heroes," she addressed again. Hazel caught Leo whispering to Jason, "Copycat," and tried her best not to laugh.

"Welcome back to Olympus. As you can see, both camps are here to see the great awarding ceremony for all seven of you," she said, and spread her arms to reveal each camps standing on one side of the room, separated by the big border that Hera and the seven were creating.

"Zeus," she said, and her husband stepped forward.

"Because of your great deed," he began. "We are giving you a gift of your choice. Any choice, as long as it is within our power."

He eyed Percy for a second, before turning his gaze back at the others. "You have until tomorrow to decide. But for now, you parents have a small token for each of you."

Poseidon strode up next to Zeus, without waiting for his brother to address him. Zeus glared at his older brother, who shrugged, and waved his arm. The King of the Gods didn't like to be sent off, but he walked away, to next to Hades.

"Perseus Jackson!" he boomed, making the whole room seem to shake. Percy stepped forward uneasily, and bowed.

"For saving Olympus twice, I am giving you a trident to help increase your water powers," he said, and a huge trident appeared in his hands.

Zeus strode up to his brother. "I said a small token," he mumbled, growling at the God of the Seas.

"Relax, brother," he said, patting him on the back. "I was just joking. I'm giving my son an action figure of himself." Percy raised an eyebrow, but Poseidon ignored it. Zeus looked like he was going to believe him, when Poseidon yelled, "Psych!" And turned the trident into a small necklace for men, and handed it to Percy, who bowed again, before stepping back, while Apollo and Hermes yelled, "Go Uncle P!" which earned curious looks from the Roman demigods.

Athena glared at her rival, and stepped forward. "Annabeth Chase," she called out, as her father walked back with Poseidon.

Annabeth stepped forward and bowed to her mother. "For saving Olympus twice, I now declare you as Lady of Architecture."

"But Mother," Annabeth asked weakly, glancing at Percy. "Wouldn't that make me immortal?"

Athena's gaze grew colder, as if she knew where her daughter was coming from, but replied, "No, my dear. It will not. You're declared as Lady of Architecture, or more likely known as my lieutenant."

"Since when did you have a lieutenant?" Ares shouted from the crowd.

The goddess gritted her teeth. "Since now," she said, and looked apologetically at Annabeth, who bowed before her, and glared at Percy, before going off to kill Ares.

"Piper McLean," Aphrodite said. Piper sighed. Now everyone was going to know who her dad was. Her mother shot her an apologetic look, to which Piper just smiled sadly.

"For saving Olympus from Gaea, I now give you a wish, any wish in the world," she said, winking as if she knew what Piper wanted.

"Yes please," Piper smiled, knowing what her mother was thinking.

Aphrodite smiled and turned around to face the rest of the demigods. "Children of Aphrodite and Venus," she addressed. "The Rite of Passage is no longer a task that is exemplary to be done. It's no longer a tradition."

She shook her head sadly, as though the thought upset her, but she let the thought go. Piper smiled sadly at her mother, and Aphrodite's eyes twinkled. Her daughter bowed before her, before returning to her place.

"Leo Valdez," Hephaestus said, eyeing his son. Leo stepped forward, and bowed before his father. "Because you have saved Olympus from Gaea, I now give you the privilege and honor to work in my forges, learning the hardest techniques known to man."

Leo smiled happily, and bowed, and stood next to Jason.

Hermes strode up next, an idiotic grin plastered on his face. Hazel and Frank looked at each other and rolled their eyes, but smiled at the other side of Mercury. "Frank Trevor," he addressed. Frank stepped forward and bowed. "For saving Olympus from Gaea, I now give you these personal set of flying shoes that are steal-proof."

"Steal-proof? Are you kidding me?" he asked, shocked. Hermes handed him his pair, while turning into Roman form, which Hazel thought would've made more sense if he had done it earlier.

Frank turned to his brothers and sisters on the Roman side of the room, and pointed a finger at them. "In your face!" he yelled pumping his fist in the air. He bowed at his father, and returned to his spot.

"Hazel Olson!" Apollo said, and smiled at Hazel. "For saving Olympus, staying true to it and your family, I shall personally adopt your brother."

Tears formed in Hazel's eyes. "Really? You would do that? But I thought that–"

"That a god cannot adopt a mortal? Yes, but you see, this was not the case. And I've talked to Jupiter about this, and let's just say he was in a Zeus mood at the time," he explained.

"I heard that!"

Apollo ignored his comment. "And now, I'm giving your brother the blessing of Apollo," he said, and raised his hand.

Sanders stepped out from the group, a golden aura surrounding his body. His presence felt warm, as he stepped forward and stood next to his new father. Hazel smiled and ran to hug him, releasing him a couple minutes later.

Hazel bowed before her father, and went back to her place between Leo and Frank.

"Jason Grace," Zeus said, turning to his Roman form on the way. Jupiter appeared, with his master bolt in hand.

"My gift may not be much, but I'm sure you'll be glad to know that your old weapon Ivlis is back," he said, handing him a golden coin.

Jason eyed the coin with a smile, and thanked his father. Jupiter turned to the other demigods, scaring the Greeks slightly, and told everyone that the ball had officially begun.

Hazel watched as Percy dragged Annabeth out of the ballroom, and towards the balcony. This night was definitely full of surprises.

BORING! I know, hehehe. I can't wait to write the EPILOGUES. Oh! And news for you! There are some that are wondering if there would be a sequel to this story, and there is! Sorta. Like I said, I'm writing my own PJO series that will relate to this story–more of less.

Thanks for all those who supported the story! I can't believe this thing has 129 reviews! And no thanks to my sister that is not supportive. I love your uplifting spirit! (note the sarcasm) (My sister doesn't get who the sarcasm is directed to. But hey, you can't blame her. She's still in elementary [not gonna tell you which grade :P])

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