Thank you guys all SOOOOOOO much for all of you ABSOLOUBTLY wonderful reviews! I just want to say something though: From the couple reviews I've had that say something like "this sucks" or whatever, I just laugh at it. Seriously, I don't pay attention, and I find it funny. But if it you honestly DON'T like my story, don't tell me that! Tell me WHY you don't like it, so that I can actually FIX those things, otherwise it will keep on being horrible. Kapeish?

Frank

Frank had never really trusted Leo. To him, Leo seemed like a threat-Hazel taking a special interest in him, and possibly him back to her, but the more important thing: Fire. It terrified Frank that Leo could make fire appear whenever he wanted it to. He could tell that Hazel tried to remain as far away from him as possible, and that whenever he was close to her, she'd put a hand on her jacket pocket, but he still didn't completely trust the guy.

He knew that Annabeth could tell, but thankfully she didn't mention it in front of the others. Instead, she came to his cabin one night, which Frank found almost as bad.

"Frank?" came Annabeth's voice from the other side of the door.

"Yeah? You can come in...If you want." He said, sitting up.

"So, I've noticed how you act around Leo. I just wanted to tell you, you can trust him."

"How?" Frank knew that he shouldn't be scared of Leo, but it just wasn't possible for him not to be.

"Hazel, too," continued Annabeth. "The best that I can figure is that you had something really important, but you didn't want to carry it around all the time. So you gave it to Hazel."

He stared at her. How had she figured all of that out? She was even smarter than he had thought.

"Um, yeah. I suppose...I guess you'd call it an Achilles' heel."

She nodded, not looking very surprised. "Do you want to tell me what this Achilles' heel is?"

"I guess. See, when I was born, well...I was too powerful. A son of Mars plus the family gift-to balance things out, my lifeline was attached to a stick. If the stick burns then I die."

Annabeth looked like she didn't know what to say. "And Hazel...she has it now?"

He nodded. "I couldn't trust myself with it."

She stared at her baseball cap that was hanging on the wall on a hook.

"Hello everybody! This is Leo-"

"Valdez!" Came a new voice on the intercom- "You better not have done-"

Now Piper was cut off by Leo saying, "So anyway, ignore Piper over here, and it's supper right now. Over and out-bye!"

Annabeth laughed, and stood up. "Well...we'd better go for supper."

"Yeah, I guess," said Frank.

"And just remember what I told you," said Annabeth before walking out of the room.

That night after supper, Frank lay in his bed, not wanting to fall asleep, but at the same time wishing that he could. He didn't want any more nightmares then he needed-and he didn't need any. But nevertheless, sleep found him, and he got some dreams.

"We must prepare for mother's awakening," said a voice in the darkness.

"Yes-and maybe while we're at it, we could get a cheeseburger. They're quite good...In fact, I was thinking maybe we could also get some fries and ice cream while we're at it, from the McDonalds place."

"Otis-we are not here to get cheeseburgers! We're here to destroy Rome, the demigods, and awaken mother Gaea."

"But Ephie-"

"I told you already-do not call me Ephie! My name is Ephialtes."

"Couldn't we just get one cheeseburger? After all, when Rome is destroyed, there won't be any more restaurants left," said Otis is a whiny voice.

There was silence, and then Ephialtes turned towards Frank and glared at him. "We have visitors... visitors that must die!" He said, and threw his javelin directly at Frank's heart.

Frank sat up, breathing hard. He knew who those Giants were. Together, they were the anti-Bacchus. They were the ones that they would have to fight right away-and when Frank said right away, he meant in a couple of days.

He groaned-he was not looking forward to this next week. Even though tomorrow was a Friday.

The next morning, he told everyone about his dream as they sat around the table, eating their breakfast.

"So," said Percy, "there's two giants that we have to fight-and one of them wants cheeseburgers from McDonalds."

"Yep," said Frank, shoving a scone in his mouth.

"Now I want a cheeseburger," complained Percy. "Did you really have to tell us about that part?" He asked, staring at his plate that was piled high with breakfast delicacies.

Leo had made a magical buffet-in the morning, there was every sort of breakfast food imaginable, at noon, lunch things, and at supper-well, at supper it apparently had the same stuff that they got at Camp Half-Blood, and it tasted amazing-even to the Romans that were on board.

"Just get Leo to make you a cheeseburger or something," he told Percy.

"What? I'm not a cook!"

"You made tofu burgers for us," said Piper, who was eating a muffin.

"But that's different!" He protested.

"How? And I meant you could make a magical machine to make them, not actually you yourself."

"Oh. But still-"

"Guys, could we just stop talking about the hamburger?" Percy said, exasperated.

"You're the one who started talking about it," Hazel reminded him.

"Actually, it was technically Frank, when he told us about the dream."

"Could we just stop having this immature conversation?" asked Annabeth, stirring her juice with a straw and watching everyone amusedly.

"Um, yeah," said Percy. "But still, Frank did start it!"

Annabeth just rolled her eyes. "So while I'm gone, what are you guys going to be doing in Rome?"

They all looked at each other. Apparently no one had thought of that.

"You guys should split up and look for Nico," said Annabeth, still stirring her drink. "I guess...Ah, never mind. You can just pick straws-whoever gets the short ones are together, whoever gets the long ones are together. I'm going to cut some, and you guys will all pick. No cheating." She announced, glaring at all of them.

"Okay, okay," muttered Leo under his breath. "I get it."

Annabeth glared at him again, and then went to go cut the straws.

When she came back, she was holding a paper bag.

"What's in there?" asked Leo, standing up in order to get a glimpse of its contents.

"The straws," said Annabeth, rolling her eyes again.

Everybody reached inside at the same time.

"I'm short!" yelled Leo. Then he blushed probably realizing that what he just said didn't sound what he meant it as-especially the fact that he was short, too.

"Frank took his hand out and opened it, revealing that he had...a short straw.

*Dramatic Music*. Frank got a long straw! Now he has to search for Nico, who he hasn't really ever trusted (i think) with Leo! And somebody else...but if you've read the real moa then you know who! I just to make it more entertaining than Rick did :P