Hey, guys!

First of all, DON'T STRESS! I'm not ending the story yet! However, I'm almost done with all of my characters! If you guys want me to do more medical stuff rather than dentist stuff, just let me know. After all, it's called the OLYMPUS MEDICAL CENTER FOR A REASON!

Thanks—again—for all the reviews! I promise this story IS NOT GOING TO END ANY TIME SOON! DO NOT WORRY! I SHALL KEEP GOING AS LONG AS I CAN! I've got another Tyson chapter for you guys right now, but I still must do Thalia, Clarisse, Annabeth, Piper, Grover, another Hestia chapter, and Eros. You know the drill: if you want me to do anything else (oh, yeah, I forgot I have to do a hydra, too), let me know! If you want me to start a whole new thingy with medical stuff, let me know about that one, too!

CHAPTER 64: TYSON GETS A BIG SURPRISE…THAT ISN'T REALLY A BIG SURPRISE!

BRACES SUCK!

It had been a few months since Tyson had gotten them, and they weren't very fun. First of all, he couldn't eat peanut butter (in fact, he spent the first three days eating nothing but ice cream, soup, and blue Popsicles). Secondly, he had to go to the medical center every two months to get his braces tightened (thank the gods he didn't get Zeus because those two just didn't get along). He usually had Hera or Hestia.

However, Tyson had gotten pretty used to not eating peanut butter twenty-four/seven. He worked in the forges of the Cyclopes to keep his mind off of the sticky happiness…until one particular day brought the lovely memory of it back.

Tyson was working in the forges and about to take a potty break, when Triton just walked into the room and clapped his hands. All the Cyclopes shut up.

"Hey, y'alls!" Triton said cheerfully. "My sucky dad wanted me to get Tyson! Now since all of you basically look alike and are ugly as Hades—true fact, by the way—I am asking Tyson to come forward!"

Tyson walked over to Triton. Triton grunted an approval. "Look, by godly law, I'm required to hold your hand when we're walking somewhere so I don't lose you. Let's go!"

They entered Poseidon's throne room where Poseidon was clipping his fingernails…and Amphitrite looked like she wanted to hurl.

"Tyson, my son!" Poseidon cried, floating down from the throne and hugging his second-favorite son. "I have a wonderful surprise for you! Would you like to guess what it is?"

"A seahorse?" asked Tyson.

"No. Strike one."

"A sea-pony?"

"No and you're being irrational. Tyson, we're going to Olympus and—because you've been such a big boy with your braces—the gods have decided to grant you a lifetime supply of PEANUT BUTTER!"

"YAY!" Tyson totally lost it. He ran all around the palace, shouting to all the fish, "I GET A LIFETIME SUPPLY OF PEANUT BUTTER!"

"Yeah," said Poseidon as he awkwardly stood there. "Let's go, my boy!" He turned to Triton. "And you," he snarled, "while I'm gone, clean the toilets, mop the floors, and redesign my bedroom. The theme blows."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Triton snapped.

Tyson and Poseidon headed to Olympus, where they were about to enter the waiting room of the office. But here's what Tyson found: a trail of jars of peanut butter all lined up…leading to somewhere secret.

"Where do these lead to?" asked Poseidon.

Tyson shrugged. "I don't know, Daddy."

"Well, son, how about you find out?"

Tyson smiled, showing the metal on his still-nasty teeth. He giggled, laughed, and squealed as he followed the trail of peanut butter.

Tyson came to the end of the trail. Poseidon had given him a box so he could put all his lovely peanut butter into the box without losing any bottles. And guess where the trail ended up?

"No!" yelled Tyson. "Daddy! Why is Zeus in here?"

"Because, Tyson," said Zeus, "it is time to remove your braces. And I thought the only way to get your Cyclops ass up here was to bribe you with peanut butter…which worked."

Another guy cleared his throat.

"Oh, where are my manners?" said Zeus. "Tyson, this is your grandpa Kronos. He said he was bored in Tartarus because there's nothing to do down there…although I think he's a big, fat liar. At any rate, I invited him up here to help me out with this procedure."

A woman came out of the shadows.

"And please tell me you know who Nurse Rhea is," said Zeus.

Rhea smiled and waved at Tyson, then asked him to sit in the chair. She put a pretty blue napkin on him and told Tyson about the procedure. "So, sweetheart," Rhea said, "it might hurt a little bit, but the important thing is that you sit nice and still so it doesn't hurt more than it should."

"Daddy said that Zeus is a mama's boy," Tyson remarked.

Zeus glared at Poseidon. "Did you tell him that?"

"Slipped out," Poseidon replied. "I got a little hammered last night and I might've said some very hurtful things about my relatives."

Kronos grunted. "Are we gonna do this? I like watching people in pain!"

Rhea shushed him. "Yes, we're going to do this procedure."

Zeus handed his parents some masks and gloves, then got himself ready.

TYSON'S POV

I stared up at Zeus, Kronos, and Rhea. All of them looked really scary and I didn't really know how to handle it so I started sobbing…and Zeus got mad.

"STOP FREAKIN' CRYING!" Zeus yelled. Then he said some hurtful things about Cyclopes and Nurse Rhea hit him across the face a few times until he was bleeding this gold stuff. Then I lied down in the chair and he took my braces off.

That part didn't hurt too much, but then Zeus brought out this thing that sounded like a drill and began to take the rest of the glue off my teeth. THAT HURT LIKE SOMETHING AWFUL! I freaked out again. That guy Kronos started laughing at my pain, but Nurse Rhea saved the day again and she held my hand. (She's so nice to me.) And when that part was done, I got to sit up and spit water into the sink on the side of the chair.

NO ONE'S POV

Rhea handed Tyson some more water and Tyson spat a few more times in the sink. Then he gave Zeus a toothy grin. "Can I have my peanut butter now?"

"No," Zeus answered. "You shall never have peanut butter again! And because I'm an evil king—and I suck—I shall punish you just because I can!"

Tyson started sobbing once more.

Kronos looked at Rhea. "Does he always do this? I don't like Cyclopes because they used to ruin my beauty sleep back in the Golden Age."

"Tyson's just a little bit nervous," said Rhea. "But yes, I would say this is pretty normal."

"Tyson, you were such a brave Cyclops," said Poseidon, kicking Zeus so hard that Zeus fell out of his chair, causing several tools from the tool tray to scatter on the floor. "And don't listen to Zeus because he's an ass-face."

"What in Hades is an ass-face?" asked Zeus. "My face does NOT look like someone's butt!"

"Yes it does," said Poseidon. "You cannot deny that."

"I CAN DENY WHATEVER I WANT!" Zeus screamed.

"Zeus, can I eat you again?" asked Kronos.

Zeus threw all the tools all over the place and stomped out of the room. "Where's Hera?! I need to vent at somebody and she listens to me!"

Rhea glared at the door where Zeus had just exited. Then she sighed heavily, got on her knees, and began to clean up the tools. After a few moments, Poseidon started to assist her. Tyson and Kronos sort of stared at each other until Kronos got uncomfortable (he really didn't like Cyclopes). So he left the three of them in the exam room.