Hello everybody!

Thank you all so much for taking the time to read this! And thank you for the reviews! I love you guys! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. I had to move and my computer got disconnected.

I'm sorry if anyone is OOC, I sort of write characters how I see them, and I am NOT Rick Riordan, which means they will be different.

Disclaimer: Piper, do the disclaimer.

(My cat gives me a bored look)

Bad kitty. Do the disclaimer right now!

(Piper casually examines her claws)

(Gulp) I do not own Percy Jackson or anything made by Rick Riordan. Star Light, Star Bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight…

Jason's P.O.V

The next memory started, and Jason settled in to watch.

In this one, Leo was about four, sitting on the floor of a living room with another little boy and pushing a dump truck around, making engine noises. The other little boy, who was a smiley four-year-old with short blonde hair and hazel eyes, pushed a fire truck over, making them collide.

"Jack!" Leo complained, giving the boys shoulder a shove. Jack toppled over, giggling madly. Grabbing the fire truck again, he rammed it into Leo's truck and made a noise like an explosion. An evil grin suddenly spread across Leo's face, and he tackled him. Soon, the two boys were grappling on the carpet, squealing and giggling, the trucks lying forgotten.

An older girl walked into the room, holding a book in her hands and singing softly to herself. She had short blonde hair a little darker than Jack's and distracted-looking blue eyes. She looked about seven.

"Jack, Mommy says lunch is ready. Leo, your mom says you can stay if you want, but please be quiet, or you'll wake up…" There was a particularly loud screech from Jack and a cry split the air.

"Or you'll wake up Sarah." The older girl muttered. Leo and Jack stopped tussling and Leo grinned sheepishly up at her.

"Sorry, Elizabeth."

The girl waved him off. "Go eat, you two." She plopped down on the couch and opened her book as the two boys scrambled off.

"Ah, memories." Said Leo with a tiny grin. He seemed to have relaxed. "Jack was my best friend in preschool, but then he and his family moved. Poor kid, he had two sisters, and all he wanted was a brother, which, of course, is why he became friends with me." He grinned up at the image, which had switched to another one with him and Jack on a playground.

Jack was sitting on a swing and scowling at the ground. "Daddy says we have to. All his family and a lot of Mommy's family are down there." He shoved his toe moodily into the ground. "But I like it here. I don't know anybody in New Mexico!"

Leo looked at the ground and sighed. "I'm gonna miss you." He reached over to hug him.

"Leo!" His mother was calling him. "Let's go, mijo!"

Leo sighed and hopped off the swing. "See ya, Jack."

"Jack!" called a lady who was apparently Jack's mom. "Get your sister. We have to go, the moving truck will be here soon."

Jack sniffled and hopped off the swing as well. "Bye Leo."

The two boys gave a sad wave towards each other and headed off towards their mothers.

Annabeth's P.O.V

"Awww…" Annabeth said softly. "Leo, you were so cute as a kid!"

The cute kid in question turned burned-tomato-sauce red while Piper and Hazel giggled.

"Did you ever see him again?" Annabeth asked.

Leo instantly ducked his head, and Annabeth knew she had said something wrong.

"I saw him once." Leo muttered. "It was…not a good visit." His posture was one of defeat, as though the memory was heavy and rested on his shoulders. They all glanced at each other, unsure of what to say, before the next memory started up.

Leo was six and was sitting on the couch in front of the TV, eagerly watching The Lion King. Pumbaa and Timon were just beginning "Hakuna Matata." Excited, Leo jumped up and ran to the space between the couch and the TV, where he stood for a long moment, waiting, before he burst into song.

"…ain't no passing craaaaaze. It means no worries, for the rest of your days. It's our problem free, philosophy, Hakuna Matata!" he sang, in a surprisingly good voice for a kid. He was dancing around the space, before he suddenly noticed that his mother was standing in the doorway, looking at him and smiling. He stopped and blushed, before his mother grinned mischievously and started singing along as well.

"He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal, he could clear the savannah after every meal…" Leo grinned and joined it without missing a beat.

"I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick skiiiiiiiiined…" he sang. "And it hurt, that my friends never stood, downwiiiiiiiind." He barely stopped for a quick breath before bursting in again, sliding to his knees at his mother's feet and clinging to her calf. "And ooooohhhh, the shame!"

His mother laughed as she sang along. "He was ashamed!"

"Thought of changing my name!"

"Oh what's in a name?"

"And I got downhearted!"

"How did you feel?"

"Every time that I…"

"Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!" his mother admonished, grinning brightly.

"Oh… sorry!" giggled Leo.

His mother scooped him up, and they danced around the room singing "Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase!"

Annabeth looked over to see Leo with tears welling in his eyes.