A/N: And now on to the final act. Thanks to Blooblu (do you identify as just blue?), goldenlynx16, Fiction is the Truth, PaL14, Annabeth and Percy Jackson, Guest, Thrawn13, and GoldenRacehorse.

Task Four: In this task, our jokers will be running an auction, with the catch being that neither they nor any of the bidders will have any clue as to what is actually inside the boxes that they are selling.

Each of them will then describe what it is that they're trying to sell using vague clues from the others. This is a 'refuse you lose' round and depending on who raises the lowest money, at the minimum two people will be getting a penalty point.

The four of them were huddled at their hideout. This was it, this was the big moment. The next thing that was gong to happen would determine who would be the one getting punished.

Needless to say, the stakes were high.

"I say it's time that Frank gets to be the big loser," Leo said.

"That's if you guys can beat me," Frank said. "Which clearly you can't. I'm just too good."

"Pact to make sure that Frank loses?" Percy asked.

"Deal," Leo and Jason said.

"Now that is just unfair," Frank said.

"Yeah, well, no one cares what you think, Frank," Leo said. "I need to go and check up on some things before we start."

Once Leo was out of hearing range of the other three, Frank said, "Pact to make sure that Leo loses?"

"Deal," Percy and Jason said.

They had drawn lots, and that meant that Percy was first.

The room was about as big as your average classroom and there was a small podium on which Percy would stand which also had a stage and set of stairs. There was a wooden box which had everything that would be up for sale that day. The people that were there were mixed, most of them were middle aged, and a few of them were dressed up in formal suits but most were wearing casual clothing. Percy himself worse a suit and approached the podium.

"Now, Percy," Leo said. "You have three things to sell today. Explain that to everyone present but hold up four fingers while doing so."

"So, there are gonna be three things that we're selling this auction from this crate," Percy said, holding up four fingers.

"I don't think anyone noticed," Jason said. "Let's make him do it again."

"Do it again, Percy," Frank said.

"I repeat, we have three things for sale," Percy said, again holding up exactly four fingers.

This managed to get some mild smiles, but not much more than that.

"Well, I was hoping for a bit more," Leo said. "But oh well, you can't get everything you want in life."

"Right, so let me explain the rules here," Percy said. "As you all may know, this is a mystery auction and there are three items in this box here. I won't tell you what they are as I don't know, but I will be giving out hints regarding them."

"Now, the first item's bidding starts at ten dollars," Leo said.

"Now, the first item's bidding starts at ten dollars," Percy said.

"Percy," Frank said. "Now point to the camera and say, 'Coincidentally, that's how much money my friend Greg who works for security owes me.'"

Percy then pointed towards the camera and said, "You know what, ten dollars is also how much money my friend Greg who's watching us through the cameras right now."

"Shout at Greg and ask for your money back," Frank said.

"Hey Greg!" Percy said. "I know you can hear me! Give me my money back!"

Several people looked at the camera, looking bemused.

"And alsot mention that you know he's been eating your pudding every single day," Jason said.

"And that's not all," Percy said. "I know it's you who's been stealin' ma' puddin' every last day. Greg? Do you hear me? You can't hide from the truth." Percy then turned to the crowd and said, "Sorry about that folks. Just needed to give Greg a talking to."

"It happens," one guy said who had a broad smile on his face.

"Right, so onto the item up for sale," Percy said. "It starts out at ten dollars."

"Say that again and hold up only nine fingers," Leo said.

"Like I said, it costs ten dollars," Percy said while holding up nine fingers.

"Okay, on describing the item, say that it weighs about as much as your head," Leo said.

"Uh… so regarding the hints about what we're selling," Percy said. "First of all, it weighs about as much as my head."

There was confused muttering. "That doesn't tell me anything," one lady said.

"Add that your head doesn't weigh that much, since your teachers said your brain was always… smallish," Leo said.

"Well, I think it's necessary to add an additional bit of information here," Percy said. "My teachers have always told me that my brain isn't very big, so my head really doesn't weigh as much as a normal person's, I guess."

"Was it your Maths teacher?" someone asked.

"Yes," Percy said. "But she was really mean. Like torturing people in the afterlife sort of mean." There were some amused smiles. "So, uh, are there any bids?"

Now there was quiet from all around the room.

"And now, the second hint," Frank said. "Tell them that it could potentially be used as a murder weapon."

"Well, if no one's bidding I just suppose that I'll give another hint out," Percy said. "Uh, it can also be used a murder weapon, in case anyone's interested in that."

"But anything can be used as a murder weapon," someone said from the back row. "Well, almost anything. I've been a cop for thirty years and I've learned that."

"Say that it isn't as lethal as a knife," Jason said, "but slightly more lethal than a smartphone."

"Well, if I were to rate its lethality, I'd say it isn't as deadly as a knife," Percy said, "but more deadly than your average smartphone. So, any bids?"

Again, no one started.

"Tough crowd, Percy," Leo said. "But you're gonna be at this until someone bids."

"So, the third clue is that it is about eighty old," Leo said.

"Well, it is a bit of an antique, around eighty years old," Percy said.

"Now look at your hands and say, 'I don't have that many fingers,'" Jason said.

Percy looked down at his hands and very loudly said, "I don't have that many fingers."

"Ten dollars," someone said.

"Twelve."

"Sixteen."

It went on like this until, astoundingly to Percy, it was sold for eighty dollars.

"Wow, Percy's good," Jason said.

"Yeah, so let's see what it was," Percy said, and held up an old looking vase with a few flowers on it. "Yeah, let's go ahead and give that away."

"And now for the second round," Frank said, "tell everyone that the next item is something shaped like a pancake."

"Well, without wasting further time, let's talk about the next item on the list," Percy said. "It is shaped like a pancake."

"Except you won't want to eat these," Jason said.

"Except you won't want to eat these," Percy said.

"Just like you won't want to eat the food in our cafeteria," Frank said.

"And for that matter, you don't want to eat the food in our cafeteria either," Percy said.

This invited a few chuckles.

"And you wouldn't have to eat at the cafeteria if Greg stopped stealing your food," Frank said. "Now Percy, go ahead and rant at Greg while looking at the camera."

"Of course, I wouldn't need to know that if somebody didn't keep stealing my food everyday," Percy said and then glared at the camera. "You know, somebody who also owes me ten bucks and I know you're watching right now Greg! My mom packed me blue waffles today, and you better not have eaten any- who am I kidding you're probably munching on them right now aren't you?" Percy said.

"Wow Percy, that was really from the heart," Jason said. "As if you've been angry at someone stealing your food before."

Someone in the audience raised his hand.

"Yes?" Percy asked.

"Well, how do you get blue waffles?" the guy asked.

"Oh, some sort of food coloring," Percy said.

"Isn't that… uh, bad for you? I mean, that must have some sort of preservative or something wrong with it, right?" the guy asked.

"Nah, I've been eating blue food all my life and I turned out fine," Percy said.

"Uh, Percy?" Leo said. "You hold up three fingers when you say the word four. That isn't all right."

"Coming to that again, say that there are four of them that you're seeling right now," Frank said. "But raise up five fingers."

"That said, item two has four of these identical things," Percy said, holding up five fingers.

"I have a problem with this," Leo said. "Technically the thumb doesn't count as a finger… should we allow this?"

"Bidding starts at three hundred dollars," Jason said.

"Bidding starts at three hundred dollars," Percy said. There were some surprised looks at that. "Any bids?"

"Yup," one guy said.

With that, another wave of bidding occurred till the price went up to four hundred dollars and Percy handed over item number two, which were four car tires over to the guy.

"And now for our third item," Percy said, this time holding up three fingers on his own so that the others couldn't ask him to do otherwise and so that not everyone would think that he couldn't count.

"The third thing starts with the letter V," Frank said.

"The third and final item that we're selling today starts with the letter V," Percy said.

"Bidding starts at eight hundred dollars," Jason said.

"Bidding starts at eight hundred dollars," Percy said.

No offers.

"Say that it can be used to make a lot of noise," Jason said.

"It can also be used to make a lot of noise," Percy said. "So any bidders?"

There still weren't any bids.

The door opened then and then someone who looked really angry walked in. "Yeah, well it isn't the only thing that makes a lot of noise," the guy said. He looked about Percy's age but was a bit more overweight.

"Uh… and you are?" Percy asked.

"Who am I?" the guy asked loudly. "You really wanna ask that after you've been insulting me all this time in the room. I've been watchin' you from the cameras buddy, and you should just know that Greg don't take that all lying down."

"Uh… Greg?" Percy asked.

"Yeah, and I'll just have you all know," 'Greg' said to the whole crowd. "This guy's been badmouthin' me all the time, and I've had enough of this and all yo' crap Percy."

"Who is this guy?" Leo asked.

"Dunno," Jason said.

"Uh, Percy, we didn't hire this guy," Frank said. "I haven't seen him before."

Percy of course, didn't believe any of this, and naturally assumed that this was really something just set up by the others. He doubted this for a moment until he realized that this had to be a joke- of course because, he had never seen this guy before.

"Y'know, you just gave me ten bucks," the guy said. "But that don't change the fact that I let you crash in my house for the past six months. How come ya never mention that, eh? Or what about the fact that for some reason apparently, you've been using my toothbrush?"

There were several disgusted looks from the audience who looked at Percy who replied, "He's lying!"

"That's it pal, right now, it's just you an' me," Greg said and then moved to tackle Percy.

Except that Percy moved out of the way only for Greg to pull a switchblade knife out of his pocket.

"Percy!" Leo said. "ABORT! ABORT MISSION!"

Percy got out of there as fast as he could, using the door that Greg had decided to come in by. Eventually Greg was thrown out- it turned out that he was a bit of a crazy person around the place anyway and the others hadn't been kidding when they said that it had been spontaneous.

"Sorry for that folks," Percy said. "I mean, that was your classic Greg. We all have a coworker like Greg in our lives."

Frank and Jason both stared at Leo.

"What?" Leo asked. "Hey, I didn't meant to eat all the marshmallows, alright, it's just that they were so soft and melted right in my mouth that I couldn't help myself."

"So, again, any bids starting at eight hundred dollars?" Percy asked.

He got one buyer- that was it and it didn't start a bidding frenzy war this time.

Result: Percy made a hundred and seventy dollars above what was needed.

"Wow, who would've thought that there was actually someone named Greg working there, huh?' Leo asked with a smile which Percy returned with a glare right at him.

"Strangest part is of course, Percy can't really do anything without blowing his cover completely," Frank said.

While all agreed that it was a bit unfortunate that that had to happen, they went on with the game anyway and this time Frank stepped up to the plate.

It was a new day, and the crowd was made up on new people, but the mixture seemed about the same as that when Percy had been there. Frank thought he saw one regular who had been at both of them, but that was all.

"Okay, I'm going to explain the rules," Frank said and laid down the rules again.

"The first item is a painting," Jason said.

"Our first item is a painting," Frank said.

"Spoiler alert: don't say this but the painting is the same one that Leo made," Percy said.

"And of course, that means that bidding will start at twenty million dollars for such a fine piece of art," Leo said.

"Yeah, Zimbabwe dollars," Jason said.

"Hey! You just stole Frank's line!" Leo said. "Not fair! Make up your own jokes Jason!"

"Bidding starts at eighty dollars," Percy said.

"Bidding starts at eighty dollars," Frank said.

"Eighty!" one woman said and raised her hand.

"Not fair! That was way too fast!" Percy said.

When the bidding was done with, the painting had been sold for one hundred-and-twenty dollars. And no, it wasn't Leo's, it was someone else's.

"Frank always gets lucky somehow," Jason said.

"We need to step up our game," Percy said.

"Okay, now we're on to item number two," Leo said, taking a look on his clipboard on what it was. "The first hint is that- okay, first ask everyone if they've seen the movie Sharknado before."

"Uh, before I give out the first hint, how many of you have seen the movie Sharknado before?" Frank asked.

About half a dozen hands went up in the air.

"Ah, I see that there are a few fortunate souls who haven't seen it," Leo said. "But no matter. Frank, tell them that the first hint is that they should imagine the movie Sharknado, but with horses in it instead."

Frank scratched his head and said, "Well, the first hint for this item is that well, just imagine Sharknado, but with horses in it instead."

There were several confused looks from the audience. The people were muttering to each other and chatting loudly.

"Uh, and-" Frank tried saying something but the people talking were way too loud.

"Hey Frank," Percy said, "I want you to go up to the desk and bang your hammer like a gavel and scream 'Order in the court!'"

Frank grabbed his auction hammer and wacked it on the desk of a couple of times before screaming, "Order in the court!"

The people actually did quiet down a bit.

"Bidding starts at twenty dollars," Leo said.

"Bidding starts at twenty dollars," Frank said. Normally, he would be able to make a pretty good guess at what he was selling based on the description and the price, but he was at a loss to what it could be.

There were no bids.

"Your second clue is that it is meant for kids less than five years of age," Percy said.

"The product in question is made for kids less than five years of age," Frank said.

"Now hold up six fingers," Percy said and snickered.

Frank shook his head and held up six fingers and repeated, "Less than five years of age."

"You know, I thought that that would stop being funny eventually," Jason said. "I was wrong."

"Okay, with no bids, let's go on to the next hint," Percy said. "It makes some noise when you use it."

"It also makes some noise when you use it," Frank said. "Any bids?"

There was nothing. Again.

"Repeat that the thing costs twenty bucks," Jason said. "And then hold up twenty fingers. Like, first hold up all ten of your fingers, look at them and say that you don't have enough, then take off your shoes and try raising both your feet as well."

"This is gonna be good," Leo said.

"Okay, okay, again, it costs twenty dollars to bid," Frank said and then held up ten fingers. "Wait… I don't have enough fingers."

He then began untying his shoelaces and took off his shoes and then raised one leg high in the air and both his hands. "Wait… that's only fifteen."

"Uh… we know what twenty is, you don't have to-" a guy said as Frank finally decided to lie down on his back and raise his arms and legs together.

Sounds of laughter could be heard back at HQ.

"The next hint is that it's very fragile," Percy said. "And add, 'like my self-esteem' at the end."

Frank got up and put on his shoes and socks and said, "The next hint is that the item in question is very fragile," Frank said and then paused. "Much like my self-esteem."

With that, it was finally sold for forty bucks.

Of course, Frank was wondering as to what it was, and it turned out to be a music box, but with a merry-go-round as part of the decoration, which must've been the 'horse tornado' that the others were talking about.

"Okay, on to the last one," Percy said. "This thing is pretty big."

"Well, this next item, and the last one, number three, is pretty big," Frank said.

"How big? That doesn't tell us anything."

"Tell him that it's about as big as something that's big," Percy said.

"It's about as big as something that's big," Frank said.

"That tells us even less!"

"Say it's about as big as your paycheck from this job," Leo said.

"About as big as my paycheck from this job," Frank said.

"Times ten."

"Times ten," Frank said.

"Second hint it is that it's based on a fantasy cliché," Jason said.

"The second is that it is based on a fantasy cliché," Frank said.

"Bidding starts at three hundred dollars," Leo said.

"Bidding starts at three hundred dollars," Frank said.

"No one's going to bid on this," Percy said.

"Three hundred!"

"Three hundred and twenty!"

"Dang it!"

It was sold for four hundred-and-ten dollars. It was a huge paper dragon.

Result: Frank made one hundred-and-seventy dollars above what was asked.