A/N: Once again, guys, thanks for your reviews, SuzuBells (yes, Frank is supposedly an animal activist, being an animal most of the time), lunarchroniclesandcockatiels, CrazyBlueOwl (I just noticed your profile pic is a panda with a lightsaber on another panda, which is awesome), and NightOwl95 (turns out we have two owls here, and yes, that book should be a thing). Thanks to all you guys. Also, I've made slight changes to the title and the description, as I'm hoping to make the story seem more alluring.

Task 3: This will be a different type of task, instead of involving a set goal; this is a 'Refuse, You Lose' sort of challenge.

Rachel Elizabeth Dare, the Camp Half-Blood Oracle, has gone on vacation for a while, so now the Camp Half-Blood demigods, and the Camp Jupiter demigods too, don't have anyone to go to for their ridiculous problems that no one really cares about.

Guess which four demigods have volunteered to take her place though?

Essentially, each of the four contestants will be Oracles for a while, and each of them will be given an earpiece. All of them must do and/or say whatever the others are telling them. Of course, they can't tell anyone that this is a show, and as always, there are hidden cameras.

If any contestant does not do, or say, whatever he is told to do or say, that contestant loses this round and gets a negative point.

Everything, however, must be kept PG-13, no exceptions (I hear several people booing at this, but that is how it is.)

First up this time was Jason.

However, before we get to the part where the actual show starts, it should be mentioned that Jason thought that it would be appropriate to dress up for the occasion.

"Okay, this is already hilarious," Leo said. "Dude, you look like a… like a…."

Jason was in a weird sort of headdress along with a turban, and had decided to add a monocle and a weird sort of ceremonial sword at the side.

None of the others said anything to Jason though, because they all collapsed from laughing too hard.

So, there Jason was, in his odd get-up, in a room that was filled with odd paraphernalia ranging from tarot cards to crystal balls, all ready to see into the future.

The first person to come in was a black teenager who looked to be about fourteen.

"Hey, my name's Mike," Mike said. "Where's Rachel?"

"She had to go," Jason said. "And I have volunteered in her place. Don't worry, I'm just as skilled as she is."

"Liar," Percy said.

"Ask him what his favorite color is," Frank said.

"So, to get started, what's your favorite color?" Jason asked.

"Green," Mike replied.

"Say, 'Mine's African American,'" Leo said.

"Leo, I'm beginning to think that you're covertly racist," Percy said.

"Nah," Leo said.

"Do you know what my favorite color is?" Jason asked. "It's African American."

Mike snorted. "So it's black?"

"Yeah," Jason said, trying to look normal.

"Okay, Jason," Percy said. "I want you to start taking out tarot cards and stuff, but start reading your own future."

"I think we should start with the tarot cards," Jason said. He picked one pack up, shuffled it, and then laid out one card on the table. "This card… depicts two cherubs, flitting around joyfully. Hmmm, that means good fortune."

"For me?" Mike asked.

"No, good fortune for me," Jason said emphatically. He picked up another card. "I see, the Broadsword. That means that I'm probably going to have to start training for a war soon. And oh, that's the… well, I have no idea what this is supposed to be, but it looks like a Satyr is giving flowers to a Hellhound? Wait- no- I just had a vision- I see- I see- it means I'll have to make peace with my enemies soon."

"Uh, that's great and all," Mike said. "But I do sort of rather want to hear about my future."

Jason blinked. "You want to hear about your future?" he asked, as if this was some sort of alien concept, and that people who went to Oracles usually went to hear about the Oracle's future.

"Yeah," Mike said, grinning weakly. "That's why I came here."

"I see," Jason said. "Yeah, that kind of makes sense."

"Of course he wanted to hear his own fortune Jason," Frank said. "Seriously? You couldn't tell that?"

"And here's a tip," Leo said. "You need to work on your 'I'm having a vision face', it sort of looks like you need to go to the bathroom real bad rather than that you're having a vision."

"Okay," Frank said. "So, take the guy's hand and start palm-reading, and then tell him that he was supposed to die three months ago."

"In that case," Jason said, "let's begin with palm-reading, shall we?" Jason took Mike's hand and said, after a pause of thirty seconds, "It says here that you were supposed to die three months ago."

Mike raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yeah," Jason said. "Apparently something went wrong."

"Okay, Jason," Percy said. "Start using other things like the crystal ball and stuff, but do not let go of the guy's hand, no matter how awkward it gets."

"Okay, we're going to do some crystal ball readings then," Jason said, and got up, went for the crystal ball, all the while still holding Mike's hand with one of his own.

Mike really wasn't sure whether or not to say anything.

"Okay," Jason said, looking into the crystal ball like it was some sort of bottomless pool.

"Tell him you're getting a message from beyond the grave," Frank said.

"I'm getting a message… from beyond the grave," Jason said.

"Tell him his great-grandfather says, ''Sup Dawg?'" Frank said.

"It's coming from- yes- your great-grandfather, and he wants to tell you something," Jason said. "He wants to tell you, ''Sup Dawg?'"

Mike actually burst out laughing now. "He wants to say what?"

"Yeah, that's the message that I'm getting, you know, the word 'sup and then the word 'dawg', you know, 'dawg', the misspelt version instead of the normal d-o-g," Jason said.

"What else did he say?" Mike asked.

"That's it," Jason said. "That's all he wants to say."

"Now start reading his tarot card fortune," Percy said.

"Let's move onto the cards, now shall we," Jason said. He picked up the deck and shuffled it, which was a rather hard task to do seeing as he was doing it with one hand, the other one still holding Mike's hand.

"Uh, shouldn't you let go of my hand now?" Mike finally asked.

"Yeah Jason, what's wrong with you?" Leo asked.

"Don't let go Jason, don't let go," Percy warned him.

"No, this is absolutely necessary if I want to accurately predict your future," Jason said. He flipped over one card, which depicted a bunch of crows feasting on carrion.

"Tell him it means he should order pizza tonight," Percy said.

"This can only mean one thing…." Jason said, trying to sound spooky. "You should order pizza tonight."

"How do you get that from crows feasting on meat?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, Jason, how'd you get that?" Percy asked. "You should explain it to him."

Jason thought for a moment and said, "You see, it is really easy if you think about it. The crows actually represent people, and they're feasting on their favorite food, which in short, in the case for you, means that you should throw a pizza party."

"That was actually some good improvising," Frank said.

"I think it doesn't mean that," Mike said.

"Okay, but I'm the Oracle here, right, and I think I know what I'm talking about," Jason said.

"Uh, actually you really don't," Mike said. He got up. "I think that's enough for one day."

He went to leave, though Jason was still awkwardly holding his hand.

"It's okay, Jason, you can let go now," Percy said.

"Yeah, you still have Piper with you." Leo said.

The Result: Jason passed.

Next up was Percy, and in the spirit of Jason looking completely ridiculous, he decided to wear a costume too.

"Evening, young Padawan," Leo said.

"Like seriously though, why are you dressed up as a Jedi Knight?" Jason asked.

Percy had no good answer to these questions. He just tucked his toy lightsaber away.

A girl who was around fourteen walked in. The first thing she said was, "Where's Rachel?"

"Rachel had to go somewhere," Percy answered. "So, I've volunteered to take her place."

"But, isn't the Oracle always supposed to be a girl?" she asked, confused.

"Tell her that you've always been a girl at heart, Percy," Leo said.

"Yes, but I've always been a girl at heart, you know, so I guess that's why they let me-you know, be here-" Percy trailed off.

The girl giggled. "Is that so?"

"Tell her that your mom always wanted a girl, and wanted to name you Penelope," Leo said. "And that your dad also predicted that he was going to have a daughter, but something apparently messed up."

"You do realize that Percy is going to have a chance to take revenge for all this quite soon, don't you?" Frank asked.

"I'll cross that bridge when we get to it," Leo said.

"Interestingly," Percy said. "My mom always wanted a daughter and to name her Penelope, and my dad, being Poseidon and all, predicted that she would give birth to a daughter, but, you know, something happened and I came out instead."

The girl laughed.

"I think she actually believed you Percy," Frank said.

"Are you wearing a Jedi costume?" the girl asked.

"Yes," Percy said. "It helps me control my Wa." Percy decided to give an answer before the others could force him to give a more ridiculous one.

"Percy, do you even have the slightest idea what Wa is?" Frank asked.

"Oh," she said and took a seat.

"Before you start Percy," Leo said, "shouldn't you go and put on your hat, you know, which is beneath your desk, without which you don't do predictions?"

Percy, amused, found that there was a hat beneath his desk, a large tin foil conical hat that had the word 'DUNCE' on it.

"This is my special hat," Percy said. "I always wear it before making predictions," he said while putting the hat on.

"Does it also help with your Wa?" the girl asked.

"No," Percy said, once again trying to explain things before he was asked to say something. "Actually, it helps channel my Chi."

"You don't know the difference between the two, do you?" Frank asked.

"Tell her it also prevents people from hacking into your brain," Leo said.

"Also, the fact that it is made out of aluminum foil prevents people from hacking into my brain," Percy said.

"Oh," the girl said.

"What she's trying to say Percy," Leo said, "is that your brain for that matter doesn't have much, and so no one would really try to hack into it."

"So, exactly why are you here?" Percy asked. People generally had specific questions when they came to a fortuneteller, or an Oracle.

"Oh, I sort of kind of forgot with all of this," she admitted, waving her hands around.

"No matter," Percy said. "Of course, with me being such an amazing Oracle, I'll probably be able to find out."

"Percy, start by reading the cards for her future," Leo said.

Percy reached for the tarot cards, but they weren't there anymore. Instead of them was a pack of cards from the Pokemon Trading Card Game. Percy picked them up anyway, knowing that one of the others had probably replaced them.

"Are those from the Pokemon TCG?" she asked.

"Yes, these are way more accurate than the old ones," Percy said.

"Percy, pick up the first three cards, and regardless of what's on them, say, 'Beware the Ides of March,'" Jason said.

Percy picked up the first card, which was a Grass Energy card. The next one was a Potion, and the third one was a Metal Energy card.

Percy frowned and closed his eyes, pretending to be deep in concentration.

"The cards- they're telling me- to tell you, to beware the Ides of March," Percy said.

"It's like August now, right?" she asked. "Isn't that kind of a long time away? And what am I supposed to be afraid of?"

"Oh," Leo said. "I love it when people gullibly start believing everything we tell them on this show. Go on, tell her Percy."

This meant that Percy had to think of something himself, so he said, "Let's look into the crystal ball for further answers."

The crystal ball, unlike the tarot cards, had been left untouched and unchanged, so Percy took it and began peering into it, basically hoping he'd get some sort of inspiration.

Oddly enough, instead of simply being misty and stuff, something did appear in the crystal ball. Percy peered at it closely, and so did his client.

"It looks like a monkey," she said.

"Yes, and it is riding a unicycle while playing the ukulele," Percy said.

"Holographic technology, Percy," Leo said and pressed a button on his remote that made the hologram fade.

"You see, the monkey riding a unicycle and playing a ukulele is symbolic," Percy said, while desperately trying to come up with something on the spot for what it was supposed to be symbolic for. "Basically, as you may know, monkeys are not very smart creatures, but this one is trying to ride a unicycle and play a musical instrument. Why is it doing so? Essentially, essentially, that is, it symbolizes someone trying much too hard to impress someone and this is eventually going to end badly, because a monkey shouldn't be on a unicycle and playing a ukulele, but should be outside monkeying around."

That was all essentially stuff Percy had come up with at the top of his head and which really didn't mean much when you got right down to it, but the girl looked like she had just had an epiphany. "Oh, that means that I should stop curling my hair around Markus?"

"Uh, yeah, sure why not?' Percy said, with no clue to who Markus was.

"So this means, it all makes sense now!" the girl shouted. "Thanks Oracle! I was so worried, and you've made everything clear?"

"I have?" Percy asked, completely bewildered. More confidently, he said, "I mean, of course I have. After all, that's what we Oracles are here for, you know, I was just doing my job."

"Yeah thanks, I thought you weren't going to be as good as Rachel, y'know, with your DUNCE hat and Pokemon cards, but you were actually pretty great," she said. She glanced around, and whispered something into Percy's ear and rushed off.

"Another satisfied customer," Percy mumbled.

Result: Percy passed.

Back at the hideout, Percy glared at Leo. Leo could almost see a storm inside Percy's eyes, ready to sink any ship.

Leo tried looking calm, but internally he was thinking of something involving a lot of expletives.

Meanwhile, Jason was whispering to Frank, "Pssst, something, you know, Praetor to Praetor. You know what, if we can keep both of these guys fighting each other, it means that they'll keep fighting each other and they'll consistently lose, so we never have to be the ones punished at the end of each segment."

Frank nodded. "By the way Percy, what did she whisper in your ear?"

Percy blushed slightly. "That's none of your business. And for that matter, it was just something that arose out of a misunderstanding, mainly due to Leo, and the fact that she was a child of Aphrodite."

The others still looked at him weirdly. "It's Leo's turn next, isn't it! Let's focus on him!" Percy said angrily.

A/N: And so that ends this part of our chapter, with Leo still behind. Thanks a lot for reading, do please review (or follow, or favorite) if you liked it, and tune in for the next part where Percy gets his revenge against Leo.