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PJOABDL
The issuing of the Oracle's prophecy had jerked Percy and Bianca out of their Littlespace hard. They looked at themselves, wearing diapers, Bianca wearing her animal cartoon sleeper and Percy his shark-themed full body onesie, and they felt embarrassed and humiliated. They were teenagers! Big kids! What were they doing with their lives?
Both of them extricated themselves from their respective caregivers and walked on their own. Percy went back to his cabin, trying to ignore the crinkling sound of his diaper and the bulk of it between his legs. Thalia was following him, he could tell by the crunching snow and the lingering stink of her messy diaper. Not a word between them was said when they entered Cabin 3. Thalia went for the bathroom to clean herself up, and Percy went about taking off his onesie and diaper.
He winced at the sight of his nethers, caked in baby lotion and powder, ready to protect his skin the next time he had a wet and/or messy diaper. Percy winced again as he made his way over to his dresser that was next to the table that he'd occupied three times today alone. He rifled through the drawers, finding some camp t-shirts and winter clothes, but all the underwear was for a little boy. There were character print briefs, Toy Story pull-ups, and of course, more diapers.
Percy eyed the briefs, but he just really didn't want to. He wanted to go back. He wanted to be back in Littlespace, where he didn't care about expectations or responsibilities or images or what he was wearing. He wanted to go back to being taken care of, carefree and innocent, just him and his toys and his own little world of imagination and his Mommy.
Percy winced a third time. How could he think of Thalia like that? She was just eighteen months older than he was, and he had his own mother whom he loved very much and loved him back even more. How could he replace Mom with Thalia like that? Percy's gut curled in on itself as feelings of loathing came upon him, feelings of betrayal. He felt like the worst boy alive right now as he stood naked before his diaper drawers.
Percy bit the inside of his lip and grabbed a pull-up. Like his diapers, they were super-sized and fit him snuggly. The pull-up was blue and had a series of stars in the crotch, a pattern across the plastic like the seems on big boy underwear, and the front design depicted Buzz flying off with his hand curled into a fist, his other hand holding onto Woody's as they achieved liftoff. Percy smiled a little, finding comfort in old memories of when he actually needed to wear pull-ups during his time potty training.
And even after. He loved his pull-ups, loved the Toy Story designs on them and could never understand why wearing a pull-up was a bad thing. Mom had let him continue wearing his pull-ups once she figured out that he wasn't to go potty in them, but Percy wasn't stupid enough to wear a pull-up at school. So he only wore them when at home or when he was out with Mom. However, when Gabe moved in, that changed. He couldn't wear baby undies with Gabe around.
He needed to be big for Mom.
Though he still wore a pull-up from time to time when it was just them together.
Then his heritage was revealed, and Percy hadn't touched a pull-up in years. Until today. It felt even better than he remembered.
Percy got dressed in the winter clothes necessary for the season, packed a few changes in his bag since he just knew he was going to end up on this quest, and even put several pull-ups in his bag as well, and not even in a hiding spot. He heard the door to the bathroom open and Thalia came out, the cloth diaper in her hand, cleaned and dried out. Her eyes were red.
She'd been crying.
Percy's eyes widened and he sprang up, almost running to her. He stopped within arm's reach. Thalia's arms came up, but she hesitated, so Percy stepped forward and hugged her. She hugged him back, very tight.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I'm not your mom. I shouldn't have pretended to be. I-"
"I'm not a baby," Percy cut her off. "I shouldn't have pretended to be one. I shouldn't have...gone...in my diaper. And I shouldn't have let you change my diaper. That was gross, a-and immature, a-a-and...and..."
Percy was breaking down, humiliated and embarrassed that he'd done that. He started to sniffle in Thalia's arms, and her instincts kicked in. She kissed his forehead and started wiping his tears away.
"Hey. Hey-hey, look at me, Percy, look at me. It's okay. You're okay. You are o-kay. You were...you just needed a bit of a breather, okay? You just needed a little vacation from our every day, fucked up life. I needed one too. It worked out. You got to be a little kid again for a bit, and I got to be a...I got to be there for you. Now we need to put our toys away for a while, and then we can play again. Think you can do that?"
"That's just it, Thalia," Percy said, sounding so broken and lost that it made Thalia's chest constrict. "This is wrong. I don't need diapers. Or any of this baby stuff. We shouldn't be playing like this. We're not babies. W-We're...we're heroes...we have to...you know...go on dangerous quests and kill monsters."
"True. But we don't have to be just heroes." Thalia smiled. "Sometimes we can be a little less than heroes, and sometimes we have to be more than heroes. And sometimes, while we're being heroes, we can have a little secret."
Thalia patted Percy's butt, making him blush. She knew he was wearing a pull-up, and she probably suspected there were more in his bag.
Thalia planted another kiss atop Percy's head. "Come on, little cousin. Zoe's probably wondering where we are."
With his spirits higher than what they were a few minutes ago but not as high as they'd ever been, Percy followed after Thalia to the Big House where the "council" meeting was taking place, pull-up silent under his clothes and the crunching of the snow.
It was almost a wasted trip, because Zoe came out the front door almost as soon as the cousins made it. Behind her was Phoebe and Bianca and even Grover. Zoe's expression was one of total business and seriousness.
She saw Thalia and Percy and didn't break stride when she motioned for them to follow.
"I had a dream of m'lady while taking a much deserved nap." Bianca flushed with a little smile, and Zoe continued. "M'lady is being held captive in California, on what is called Mt. Tamalpais. I am leading this quest to rescue her, and I am bringing Grover and Bianca with me, along with you two as well. If you are willing."
Percy blinked. "You want me to come?"
"Not really," Zoe admitted. "But I know that something will happen and you will somehow end up tagging along, so I am cutting out the middle man, as the phrase goes. I take it you are already packed, anyway?"
"Uh, yeah, actually. I am packed."
Zoe stopped, having walked all the way to the Artemis cabin. Her eyes searched for something in Percy, then in Thalia, who matched that gaze, unwavering and unflinching. Zoe's eyes darted to their crotches and then she fixed her orbs on the cousins.
"Be focused and have your minds clear of any distractions," the Huntress said sagely. "This will be the most dangerous undertaking of your lives so far."
Zoe disappeared inside the cabin, Phoebe following, bit Bianca hesitated.
"Hey," she said to her cousins. They looked at her.
Bianca raised her shirt and lowered her pants a bit, showing a shock of bright pink. Percy and Thalia's eyes widened as they recognized the pull-up.
Bianca settled her clothes back into place. "I know we can't be babies forever, but that doesn't mean we have to completely grow up."
She went inside the Artemis cabin, leaving Percy and Thalia alone together. She nudged him with a reassuring smile, and this time, Percy really did feel better about his love for his peculiar underwear.
Minutes later, they were all situated in the van, Zoe and Bianca up front where Zoe could keep an eye on her, Percy and Thalia in the next row of seats, Grove relegated to the back.
"I suppose we'll have to worry about potty breaks for just three people, yes?" Zoe said in a light jest.
"Well," Thalia said, "maybe potty breaks for three of us, but it'll be diaper changes for the other two."
"Who's wearing a diaper?" Bianca asked innocently. "I'm wearing a pull-up because I'm a big girl."
"A big girl in training," Zoe corrected.
"In potty training," Thalia snickered.
"And what about your Little?" Zoe asked. "Is he training to be a big boy?"
Percy nodded, doing the same thing Bianca did to show he was wearing a pull-up.
Zoe nodded. "Very well, then. I expect you both to tell me when you need to potty. I don't want there being accidents. Understood?"
"Yes ma'am," the Littles answered.
"Good," Zoe said.
With the mood just a little bit lighter considering they were all heading into who knows how many life and death situations, Zoe drove away from Camp Half-Blood. Grover said he was picking up a strong feeling of magic in the area of Washington D.C., the National Mall to be more precise, with his satyr senses, and so that was where Zoe was headed first.
It was over six hours between Montauk, which was basically where CHB was at, and DC, but with Zoe's speed and driving skills, they made it in under five and a half hours. Despite the shaved time, it had still been a tense ride, no one knowing if a monster was going to attack, or when or where, or what monster or how many there would be. It was even worse considering that three of the occupants were ADHD-addled demigods that couldn't be still for very long. So that was a challenge, keeping the demigods entertained enough, especially the two Little ones that were trying not to slip.
Zoe also hadn't been kidding about potty breaks. With her Lady Artemis in danger, Zoe did not at all have time or patience for changing diapers and wiping butts. So, every hour, a stop was made for the potty, always a grocery store for use of the typically cleaner family restroom. If Zoe had her way, Percy and Bianca would not be wearing pull-ups or diapers, but traditional underwear, and they wouldn't be anywhere near their headspace but in total demigod mode. However, she knew she couldn't have what she wanted-without using the Mist on the two, which she didn't want to, not yet-and so she made adaptations and let the two wear their pull-ups and somewhat treated them like a couple of three or four-year-olds.
When they got to DC and Grover reported that the magic was strong, Zoe put her foot down.
"Age up, you two. Be on guard and ready for everything."
The Littles nodded.
Everyone got out of the van. Zoe looked at Grover. "What are you sensing?"
The satyr pointed. "There. The Aerospace Museum."
Zoe headed for the museum.
Percy slipped his hand into Thalia's. Not like a boyfriend with his girlfriend, but like a nervous child with his big sister or mother. In turn, Zoe found her wrist being gripped by a like-minded Bianca. Zoe's lips pursed and her expression tightened.
She'd brought the Little along in the name of responsibility-since Bianca was still Zoe's responsibility-and experience. Baby of the Hunt or not, Bianca was fresh to the sisterhood and the world of myths in general, and desperately needed to experience. There was no greater opportunity than a quest. Also, Zoe could feel the girl's power; it was great and untapped, waiting to be realized. Zoe had a hunch as to who her father was, and her feeling were mixed about it.
But her feelings had to be put aside. She needed to be focused, especially because she had two Littles that hadn't done what she told them to do and age their mindsets back up. Though, to be fair, that was honestly entirely appropriate, a couple of kids disobeying.
As they entered the museum, Zoe's own senses began tingling and buzzing. She kept her face devoid of any expression, but her heart sank low. Now she knew why Artemis was trapped under the sky instead of...him. Because he was here.
"Thalia," Zoe said. "Look after the Littles. I need to investigate something."
Bianca let out a whine when Zoe freed herself from her grasp. Zoe planted a kiss to her forehead and rubbed the top of her head. "I'll be back soon, don't worry."
Zoe's motherly smile vanished from her face the instant she turned around. It was time to get focused.
Bianca's thumb made its way into her mouth as she held on to Thalia.
With a couple of nervous Littles attached to her arms, Thalia knew she needed to get them busy with something. First things first.
"Come on you two. Let's go to the potty."
Thalia had enough presence of mind to warp the Mist around them, making Percy and Bianca appear as a couple of three-year-olds. It would've looked strange, Thalia leading two similarly aged teens into the bathroom with her, especially when one of them was a boy, especially because they didn't necessarily look handicapped enough to require assistance with the toilet. So, to any onlookers, Thalia was either a big sister, a teen mom with two different sperm donators, or a caregiver for someone's parents, taking the little ones to the potty.
Grover kind of just hung back, keeping one eye on where Zoe went, another eye on the demigods, and a third eye everywhere else on the lookout for monsters.
"I can do it," Percy said, referring to the toilet.
Thalia nodded and let him. Bianca, on the other hand, was almost as emotional as an actual toddler whose Mommy had just dropped her off at daycare, and therefore needed the help. Thalia undid the girl's pants, pulled them down, and then pulled down her pink Disney princess pull-up-Huggies, just like Percy's; the Hunters had good taste-and gently pushed Bianca onto the toilet. They were in the big stall at the end of the bathroom, Percy next door.
Seconds later, the sound of liquid trickling into liquid was heard, and then the sound of something plopping.
Thalia heard Percy stand up. "You got it, Percy? Need help?"
"I got it."
"'Kay."
Thalia made the note to keep an eye on him. If he started scratching at his butt, then that probably meant he didn't wipe good, had a stain in his pull-up, and may or may not have developed a rash.
"Done," Bianca chirped.
"Need help, or do you got it?" Thalia asked.
"Mm...I can do it."
"Go for it."
And so Thalia watched as a girl that was about two years younger than she was folded lengths of toilet paper and wiped her butt. After so many wipes, the toilet paper was finally clean, and so Bianca flushed, pulled her training diaper and pants back up, and beamed at her accomplishment, successfully peeing and pooping in the potty, wiping, and flushing. Thalia gave her a high five.
They left the stall and found Percy waiting, all dressed, and his own toilet also flushed. Thalia gave him a high five too. She stood over them as they washed their hands with soap and water, wondering if she was okay in the head regarding the fact that she wasn't bothered at all with the fact that she was more or less potty training a couple of perfectly physically and mentally healthy teenagers. Seriously, they were both wearing pull-ups, and they both kind of needed supervision using the potty, and they'd taken it as a big deal to have successfully used the potty.
When they were done washing their hands and drying them off with the air dryer, they exited the bathroom just as a woman with her own little girl was heading in.
"Oh, excuse us," she apologized after almost running into the demigods.
"No, excuse us," Thalia smiled, stepping aside and pulling her charges aside with her.
"You must be a great big sister, taking your siblings to the potty. How old are they?"
"Oh, they're both three. They get a gold star on their potty chart today. Isn't that right, you two?"
"Uh-huh," they chirped.
"That's nice. Are they wearing underwear, or pull-ups?"
"Pull-ups," Thalia freely admitted, being friendly. "We're out of the house, so we're taking an extra step right now. It'll be underwear when we get back home, though. However. they do need a diaper at night. They're not ready for that yet."
"I understand. You two are going to be awesome big kids one day!"
Percy and Bianca beamed.
"Mommy! Poopy!" the little girl whined, informing the world of her needs.
"Right, right," the mom said. "Well, it was nice chatting with you. Have a great day!"
"You too, ma'am."
The mother took her daughter inside, and Thalia led her Littles away. When they got far enough, they all burst into giggles.
Giggles that ended when Zoe and Grover came running up to them, their eyes wide. Zoe saw their direction and connected the dots.
"Successful potty break?"
"Yep. Both of them peed, pooped, wiped, flushed, and washed their hands without any help from me."
"Fantastic. We need to run."
The reason fro why they needed to run announced his presence with a mighty roar that had the mortals screaming and sprinting.
The Nemean Lion was here, and he was hungry.
Thalia produced her spear from her mace can and her shield from her watch. Bianca materialized her Hunter bow and quiver, knocking an arrow just like Zoe. Grover put his reed pipes to his lips, shaking and terrified. And Percy pulled the cap from his pen, Riptide springing to full, lethal form. Zoe ignored the sight of her old sword.
The Lion prowled, growling like an angry tank, its eyes full of hunger and hatred.
"Got a plan?" Thalia asked, spear time sparking with arcs of lightning.
"Its fur is invulnerable," Zoe said. "Aim for the eyes. Try and blind it."
"What about its mouth?" Percy asked.
Zoe's brow furrowed. "Good question."
The Lion pounced, pushing off so hard that his size and strength cracked the floor of the museum. The heroes all lunged in different directions, and so the Lion landed on nothing but floor, cracking it. Thalia discharged a bolt of lightning, only irritating the Lion, not even making him budge. Bianca released her arrow at the same time Zoe did, both aiming for the eyes, Zoe with experience and skill, Bianca with nothing but the blessing of Artemis. The Lion just shut his eyes, and the fur of his lids made the arrows break apart on contact. Grover played a quick tune on his pipes, making vines erupt from the ground and wrap around the Lion's legs. With a violent buck, the Lion tore through the plants like they were made of paper.
"Guys! Get ready!"
All eyes turned to Percy, whose arms were loaded with bags of astronaut food.
"You smell like a litter box!" Percy taunted.
The Lion growled and lunged, but once again struck nothing but solid ground as Percy had rolled away. He chucked a packet at the Lion, hitting him squarely in the ear. The Lion was less than amused. He turned, growling, lips curled back to expose huge, sharp teeth. Percy chucked another bag of food, hitting the Lion in the nose. He roared at that, and Percy chucked everything in his arms in one huge throw.
The Nemean Lion coughed and hacked, both at the fact that were was plastic stuck in his throat, and at the fact that some of the packets had caught and ripped on his teeth, filling his mouth with the horrible taste of astronaut food. Everyone saw their chance, and acted. The Hunters fired their arrows, Grover played a tune that conjured a dozen big thorns and fired them, and Thalia unleashed a huge lightning bolt. Everything struck home in the Lion's mouth, and there was a flash of light and a big boom.
Everyone looked again and saw in place of the Lion were smoking piles of golden dust, and a golden pelt. Everyone gathered around it.
"Spoil of war," Zoe remarked. She picked it up and handed it to Percy, who looked shocked. "A brave plan. One that worked. This is yours by right."
"But...all I did was throw things at it. You guys are the ones that actually killed it," Percy insisted.
"You are a modest little boy," Zoe remarked. "You may yet grow into a fine man...if you ever complete your potty training, that is."
Everyone snickered.
Percy figured there was no way out of this without accepting the spoil, and so he did. He put the pelt on, the shape fitting him like a cape with the top of the Lion's head serving as a hood. Then the pelt shimmered and changed turned into a full-body onesie like the shark one he'd been wearing while in Littlespace. Light brown with a white underbelly, a zipper going from his crotch up to his neck, a lion's tail dangling from just above his butt, and the hood was all cartoony, with big, wide eyes and all the teeth had turned into white triangles.
"Adorable," Zoe nodded. "Now, we need to get out of here. I've learned that Kronos has freed the General, and the General has summoned warriors to his aid that we cannot kill."
"You mean them?" Thalia asked.
Walking at a swift pace was half a dozen men wearing security guard uniforms, only they weren't men. Their skin was greyish blue and translucent, their bones showing through when the light caught them just right. Their eyes were empty, dark sockets, but that only made them look even more menacing.
"Yes, them. Run!"
And they ran through the museum and out the back, startling the employees. They sprinted around the building and back to the van they'd arrived in. Zoe started it and she gunned it away, barreling onto the highway. A helicopter appeared in the rearview mirrors, easily gaining on the van as Zoe weaved through traffic.
A rapid CLACK-CLACK-CLACK thundered as bullets sped at them.
"We need to get off the road!" Thalia shouted over Bianca and Percy's screaming.
"Obviously," Zoe muttered.
It was a good thing the Littles had already gone potty, or else they would've certainly both required changing right now, was Zoe and Thalia's mutual thought.
Zoe saw an overhead road sign with an arrow giving directions to the subway. She shot across traffic, triggering several angry drivers and ignored them all. She whipped into a covered parking lot, not parking within the lines within the slightest, and everyone ran out. Well, almost everyone. Bianca was bawling, having slipped into Littlespace unlike Percy, though he was only a few more ounces of stress away from his own slip into the mindset of a small child. He was already grabbing onto Thalia's arm as he ran behind her.
The heroes charged across the asphalt and down into the subway, Zoe snapping her fingers to warp the Mist, blinding the mortals to their presence. They all hopped the gates and made it on the subway just before the doors closed. Just in time, too, because the grey man-shaped monsters, the Spartoi, came briskly walking down the stairs as the subway went shooting down the line.
Zoe sighed in relief, and started stroking the hair of the scared and crying girl in her lap. The passengers all shot their looks, displeased with the noise of what appeared to be a three year old child. Zoe just snapped her fingers and warped the Mist once more.
Thalia was holding Percy, who was pale and shivering in his lion onesie, and Grover was left to comfort himself after that harrowing experience.
Bianca calmed down and fell asleep. Percy closed his eyes and napped as well, and so did Grover, leaving only the moms awake. Thalia and Zoe stared at each, and then nodded in respect of the other. They rode in comfortable silence, taking the subway to the end of its line in Cloudcroft, New Mexico.
They woke the Littles up and left the subway.
"Be alert," Zoe said. "There may be monsters about."
"I'm hungry," Bianca announced.
"I'm hungry too," Percy said.
"I could use a bite."
"Grover, you're always hungry," Thalia said.
"That is true," Grover agreed.
And so they ended up in a local diner at dinner time, the waitress cooing over the Littles who were still under Thalia's spell that made them look like little kids. Percy and Bianca both got kids menus and kids cups without even being asked, and they both ended up with chicken fingers and fries. Thalia and Zoe had to wipe their mouths free of all the crumbs.
After paying for their meal with a special magic credit card courtesy of Artemis, Zoe led everyone outside into the cold of northern New Mexico in the winter.
"Right then," the Huntress said. "Transport west."
Thalia just happened to look over and pale. "We're going to have to find it fast."
The Spartoi had caught up to them.
"What are these things?" Grover asked. "Magical Terminators?"
"Practically," Zoe said through grit teeth.
With all her years, she knew what these monsters were, and she knew the trick to defeating them. The problem was that trick involved a very specific demigod, and Zoe wasn't entirely sure she had one. She was going to find out though. She didn't have a choice.
"Bianca! Aim for the head!"
Bianca nodded, nervous and sweating. She knocked an arrow and fired at one of the Spartoi. The arrow struck home and the monster burst into black ashes.
Zoe shut her eyes tight, understanding how much danger Nico was now in considering who his father was now confirmed to be.
The Spartoi seemed just as surprised as the other heroes to see their comrade go down. Which inspired them to charge at the low speed of around 40 miles an hour. The snow erupted around them, and where Bianca fired more arrows, all totally accurate thanks to Artemis's blessing, the undead warriors batted them all out of the air. The heroes decided a tactical retreat was in order, and took off sprinting in the other direction, Grover taking care not to spill his coffee.
"Any suggestions!?" Thalia shouted to Zoe as they ran with their Littles in tow.
"Keep running!"
"Great idea! Why didn't I think of that!?"
"Not the time, Thalia!"
"We might not get any more time!"
Zoe grit her teeth at that. Bianca was literally their only hope, but she was horribly inexperienced and undertrained. One on one, her demigod reflexes and Hunter blessing would ensure a victory, however hard fought, and one on two could be manageable, but three? Only a slim chance. Never mind about five.
Grover suddenly let out a sharp gasp. Zoe and Thalia turned and saw that the little birds printed on his coffee cup had come to life and were now flying away.
"The Wild!" the satyr gasped.
There was a distant, rapid rumbling that was getting exponentially louder and closer. The heroes stopped, skidding in the snow, and the chasing Spartoi stopped as well. Their hesitance got them plowed over by the largest boar anyone present had ever seen. Zoe paled at the sight of the huge monster, the one subdued by Heracles thousands of years ago as his third labor.
REEET! went the mighty Erymanthian Boar. REEEEET!
"What's it saying, Grover?" Thalia demanded, shield and spear at the ready.
"He's been sent by Pan!" Grover said.
"To do what? Trample us?"
"Uh..."
REET-REET! REEEEEET.
"Uh, he says he's here to test us. To see if we're worthy."
"We're worthy," Thalia said. "Test passed. Let's go."
The Boar charged, making everyone dive one way or another. However, Percy, being the closest, had the brilliant idea to reach up just as the Boar passed. He managed to get a death grip on some the furs of the tail, and got yanked along. He used the momentum to yank himself up, throwing himself. He flipped in the air and landed on the Boar's head, thankful for the durability of his new Nemean Lion onesie and the cushion of his pull-up, which he thought that if he didn't have them, he would've broken his butt.
Percy grabbed hard on the hairs of the Boar, and yanked to the right. The monster squealed in protest and pain, but went charging in the direction Percy had pulled to. The monster's eyes widened. Percy's eyes widened. The Boar reenacted every cartoon scene ever when it saw the rapidly approaching cliff, scrunching its hooves underneath itself in an attempt to stop. The sound of screeching tires filled the air as a huge mound of snow piled up before the Boar, and it came to a stop just before the edge of the cliff, sending snow pouring down.
The Boar seemed to sigh in relief, but then Percy hopped down from its head and gave it a solid kick in its hairy rump. It was enough that the monster's balance was undone, and it went toppling over the edge, landing face-first in the snow fifty feet below.
"Percy!" Thalia cried as she ran to him. She started fussing over him when she got to him. "Gods above, are you alright? What were you thinking!? You could've been killed!"
Percy blinked. "I think I peed a little."
Thalia paused, then unzipped his onesie and undid his pants that were still there. Yep, he had peed a little. Very little, to where only a few of the stars were just barely faded.
"Only a little," Thalia agreed. "Do wanna change now?"
"No. It's fine. I don't feel wet."
"Okay."
"That was very impressive, Percy," Zoe said.
Percy beamed as Thalia zipped him back up. "Thank you!"
"What now?" Bianca asked.
Zoe looked at Grover. "You said the Boar was here to test if we were worthy. Do we pass?"
"Yes," Grover said.
"Then what we do now is take the Boar for a ride."
PJOABDL
Hope you liked it!
Not a lot of fetish stuff going on in this chapter, besides pull-ups, but this is more of a story-driven...er, story...then it is a fetish one.
Now, the prophecy says that "one will be changed in the land without rain," and for those that have read Titan's Curse, you know what's coming up next. But who will be changed? What exactly does "changed" mean?
You'll have to stay tuned to find out!
After a chapter of Artemis Punishment. It also needs some attention.