Hey guys! Sorry that I forgot to upload yesterday. Summer vacation really messes with your idea of what day it is :).

'Who even comes up with something like 'international book day?'' Percy asked to no-one in particular. Annabeth grinned. 'People who enjoy reading. And why wouldn't they? Books contain a lot of information, after all.' Percy rolled his eyes. 'There are other ways to get information these days.'

'Hey! Shh!' Connor said. The son of Hermes was walking in front of them, with his brother. 'We need to be quiet, otherwise they'll notice us.'

'I think Chiron might have told the gods what is going on, Connor,' Percy answered. Travis rolled his eyes. 'Yes, but we need to show our dad that we are not chumps, you get it?' Annabeth and Percy sighed at the same time. 'Alright, if we get right to business after that,' Annabeth answered.

It was going to be international book day soon. Chiron, ever the teacher, had decided that they needed to celebrate it. With some help from Athena, he had gotten the Olympians so far that they would all donate a book to most of the campers (Or, better said, the books would be donated to the Athena cabin library - only a few campers really liked to read). Yet, in exchange, the campers had to give every single Olympian a book. Right now, Percy, Annabeth and the Stoll brothers were on their way to Olympus to ask every god what their favorite genre was.

On the subtle request of the Stoll brothers (They had been whining about it for the whole car ride) they would first go to Hermes' palace first. While they slowly made their way over the main square, Percy heard a few people whisper about them. The whispers ranged from 'What are those demigods doing here?' to 'Is that the real Percy Jackson?'

Percy looked around. The people who had muttered the last phrase were a couple of servants. Percy tapped on Annabeth's' shoulder and pointed at the servants. They waved and the boy and girl looked like their day was made. Quickly, they disappeared of the square, towards Nemesis' mansion.

The Stolls pranced up the stairs like they owned the place, towards the palaces of the Olympians, with Annabeth and Percy behind them (They walked like normal people). Hermes' palace was the last palace on the male side of the twelve palaces (Dionysus inherited Hestia's palace and therefore lived on the side with the female Olympians. Hestia moved to a house close to the hearth, which she loved). 'This is a long walk,' Percy complained.

'We'll do the palace next to Hermes' palace next,' Connor promised. Annabeth snickered.

The palaces were big and had large gardens around them. It took about fifteen minutes to reach Hermes palace. When they were finally standing in front of his porch, Percy and Annabeth wanted to walk right through - but the Stolls stopped them. 'Stay back and wait until that light on the balcony is green, like in the Great Gatsby,' Travis said. They disappeared into the front garden. 'They do know that there is something going on with that Green Light, right?' Annabeth asked Percy, 'Something not very nice?'

Twenty minutes later, Travis (Completely covered in mashed potatoes for some reason) put on the green light. Annabeth and Percy stepped into the garden, which had a bunch of statues of not just Hermes but also George and Martha for some reason. 'George and Martha promised me quick mail delivery for the rest of my life if I designed those,' Annabeth told Percy. Percy laughed.

Hermes gave them all a free piece of cake while he told a long and kinda boring story about how Connor and Travis could have done their stealth mission better. In the middle of the story, he sort of said that he liked comedy books and mysteries and after that the four children decided to slowly walk out of the room.

'Did he finish his story before we left?' Percy asked, while they were walking to Hephaestus' palace. Annabeth shrugged. 'I don't think so.' Travis and Connor shook their heads.

'No, but he talks the whole day if he is free for once. So unless you two wanted to be there for the entire day, we did the right thing.' Travis rang the doorbell by Hephaestus' palace and immediately stepped inside. 'Chiron and Mr. D told us to just go inside after we rang the bell. If he isn't at home, they'll take care of it.' Percy sighed.

'He probably isn't at home and if he is he is probably too busy playing with something,' Percy said. Annabeth slowly nodded. Travis and Connor shrugged. 'Hm.'

Hephaestus wasn't at home, but he did leave biscuits on a small tray in the living room (Which was basically just a small workshop). With a biscuit (and Connor with a small computer that was just too shiny to resist) they left the house again. Hephaestus had a garden with a few cacti. 'He did not want plants that needed constant taking care off,' Annabeth whispered in Percy's ear.

'Do we really have to do this?' Percy asked, while Annabeth's' hands hovered in front of Ares doorbell. 'No,' Travis answered, while he picked up a small note hanging next to the doorbell. 'Give me books with war,' it read ('and a lot of romantic situations' was written underneath by what seemed to be Hermes' handwriting). 'Let's just leave.'

It basically went like that for the entire day. Athena pulled them inside and kept them in her palace for forty minutes, while explaining the book she wanted and feeding them carrots and tea. Zeus told them to go away, which made Hera think that she had the right to two books because she was married to him. The children didn't even care and just wrote down that they would buy two books by Santa Montefiore for her.

They finished with the Olympian palaces - now a whole bunch of houses of minor gods to go. They first went to the palaces on the left. The palace that was standing front and center was Eros' palace. It looked Majestic and made Nemesis, Hebe and Tyches' palace look pale by comparison. Percy tapped Annabeth on her shoulder. She shrugged. 'Everyone is kind of afraid of Eros, you know,' She whispered. She grabbed Percy's hand. He squished it.

Eros apparently did not like front gardens. Connor rang the doorbell, loud and long. One of the doors opened. Psyche peeked around the corner. Connor and Travis gasped. 'Hello? Oh, you four are here for National Book Day.' She threw the door further open. 'Come in!'

Annabeth peeked at her. She felt a little blush go to her cheeks. Psyche was really gorgeous. She tried to feed them chocolate chip cookies, but all four children declined - they were full by now. She smiled and handed them a list. 'Here. They are mostly for me.'

Percy stared at the list. It was a whole bunch of cheesy, trashy romance novels. The boys all walked away, but Annabeth leaned closer to the goddess. 'Are these really for you?' she whispered. Psyche gave her a small smile. 'No, actually. But the mighty god of love reading trashy romance novels is not really good for the pr.' Annabeth tried not to laugh.

'Yeah. Of course.' They heard something fall to the floor in the hallway. Psyche swallowed. She quickly walked out of the room. Annabeth followed behind her. The daughter of Athena bit her lip in an effort not to laugh when she saw what had happened. Connor was laying on the floor - it seemed like he tripped over a slightly opened door. Around him laid an ocean of the most trashy, cheesiest romance novels ever known to man (and god) kind. Annabeth looked at Psyche. The goddess held a hand in front of her mouth.

She helped Connor up to his feet. The son of Hermes shook his head. 'I... I don't believe these are yours,' he muttered. Psyche smiled and shook her head. 'Do you have the information you wanted?' They all nodded and swiftly made their way out of the house.

Outside, Connor put his hand under his jacket. He got out a novel that he must have swiped out of the pile. 'This is almost read to shreds. I never knew the god of love, you know, said to be able to dominate the entirety of Olympus and everything beyond, likes cheesy bouquet books.' Percy laughed.

'Well, it is not too surprising. So, the next one on the list is Hebe, right?'

'Yes, but I believe she wanted young adult, so we could also just skip further to Nemesis' house,' Travis slowly mumbled. Annabeth rolled her eyes and pushed him towards Hebe's house. 'We are not risking the wrath of any gods today. Come.'

Hours passed. Eventually, it was nine 'O clock. Percy yawned. 'I think there are more book titles on the list we made than books a mortal can read in their life. Annabeth nodded. 'I agree on that.' She yawned as well (it's contagious, you know). 'How many gods have we done? Do we have to do a lot more of them?' She heard Travis snicker. It sounded kind of evil. 'I thought you were always the list keeper. Yet, we have to do about... too many more really minor gods. Like, gods in charge of specific buildings and moments, that kind of thing.'

Annabeth blinked. 'Are you sure?'

'Yes.' Annabeth sat down on the floor. The other three did the same thing.

'Why didn't we just let them all write a postcard with what they wanted?' Percy groaned. 'Or an email? Or anything that is not personally going by every single house on Olympus?' Annabeth shrugged,

'It seemed like a good idea. Yet, let's go home and... continue tomorrow, or the day after that, or something.' Travis shook his head. 'I don't think we'll ever pick this up again.'

'We'll ask Piper, Jason and whoever else wants to finish this. Must be someone inside our camp who is willing,' Annabeth answered. Connor gave her a weak smile. 'Deal.'

They slowly tried to get back to the elevator. Olympus had a lot of streets and getting lost was an easy thing to do. After twenty minutes of walking around, Percy sighed deeply and sunk to the ground. 'We can also just sleep right here and try again tomorrow.' Travis blinked.

'No, the streets will probably be cleaned with fire or something.'

'That's ridiculous.'

'I still don't want to risk it.' Percy rolled his eyes.

'Do we have any idea where we need to go?' Everyone shook their heads.

They heard footsteps down the street. 'Are you all still here?' They looked around and saw that Psyche was standing by a nearby water well. 'Uh, yeah,' Annabeth answered. 'We're slightly lost.' The goddess motioned with her hands.

'Come, I'll bring you to the elevator.'

'Thank you so much,' Percy told her while they walked towards her.

Completely out of energy and with a list that was way too long, the four demigods dropped down in Percy's cabin. 'Why did we agree to this?'

'I don't even like reading.'

'How are we going to get Jason and Piper to do this for us?'

'I don't know, promise them cake?'

'Annabeth, what do you think?'

But Annabeth didn't answer. She had curled up on the bed below Percy's and was now asleep. Not even three minutes later, the other three were also sound asleep, with a mountain of work still to do the next morning.