Do it's been ages, and this chapter is kinda short, but it's mostly a filler, as the ending suggests its about to get a lot more interesting. So those names in here? Legit things. If I was Chris I would make everyone call me the whole thing just to see how many people say it wrong.

sp yeah, once again, i don't own PJO or HOO which would be awesome. I don't own the seven, but I do own the triplets with unusual names, and the runaways place.

Yeah, so go little Leo, you're best friends were all girls.

Leo grinned as he knocked on the door, I'm a pattern that he hoped hadn't been changed.

Taptap. Pause. Tap. Pause again. Taptaptap.

He waited, as his companions all gave him slightly skeptical looks.

Then, after a few moments, the door opened. Just a crack, but enough to see a short thin girl standing behind it.

Her eyes widened when she saw him.

"Valdez?" She blinked a couple times, as if she couldn't believe he was actually there.

"It's been forever! What are you doing back in town? Actually scratch that, where have you been?"

Her black-brown eyes dazzled with curiosity.

"Around." Leo replied grinning back at her. Their hights were similar enough that he could look her in the eye without looking either up nor down. "My friends and I need a place to stay the night, mind if we crash?"

"Who am I to turn you away?" She asked, raising a thin black eyebrow, "I'll even throw in a cot in place of a sleeping bag."

It was Leo's turn to raise his eyebrow.

"Really? And where exactly is the catch in that offer?"

She grinned in reply,

"It's nothing major, just tell me my name."

Now, that wouldn't sound like a difficult thing to do, especially since he had recognized her on sight, but it really was.

It wasn't that Leo had forgotten her name, it was just that this girl in question could have been any of three.

See, back when he had stayed at the RAP, his best friends had been a group of identical triplets.

They looked exactly the same, dressed the same style, cut their hair the same way.

He had never been able to tell then apart on sight, but after a while in their presence it was usually pretty easy to guess which one was which.

The triplets parents had had a very odd taste in names.

First, there was Artemisia, who was the eldest. She had a thing for throwing knives, and liked to earn money by sneaking into bars and beating drunk guys at darts.

When Leo thought about that he was a little amused by the similarity between her name, and Artemis'.

Then there was Arcadia-Calida, who preferred to be called Ace, the e in reference to her middle name of Esmeralda. She was the most tomboyish of the group, and in Leo's mind the most likely to ask him something like this.

And then, there was Christolonsoelle, who though her name was absolutely ridiculous, and refused to answer to anything other than Chris.

The triplets had, like him, been born in Texas, and been raised solely by their mother.

There mother, according to them, was an illegal Mexican immigrant, only in the US because she had hoped to track down the girls rich American father.

She was unsuccessful, and ended up having no way back to Mexico, stayed with her daughters in America. The girls hadn't known English until they were eight years old.

Their mother had died when they were ten, and they had ditched social services almost immediately.

They'd only been caught a couple of times since.

"That is so not fair!" He exclaimed, having next to no idea which sister he was speaking to.

"Umm Leo," he heard Jason's voice break in from behind him, "how exactly is that a difficult question?"

Leo was still glaring at the triplet's face when he answered.

"Because she looks exactly like her two sisters."

"Oh, well that's nice and all, but can you hurry up a bit, because I think Piper really needs to sit down for a bit."

"Oh, yeah, sorry Beauty Queen,"

Leo glanced at her guiltily. He had forgotten entirely about her injury.

"Alright,alright, ummmmm... Ace?"

"Well technically..." She trailed off with a wicked grin.

Yup. He was definitely right. He could never picture Chris wearing that expression, being as soft spoken as she was, and Artemisia would've just given him a flat no and let them in.

As if was. Ace pulled open the door to allow them to step inside.

"Right, so Ace these are my friends, Frank, Hazel, Jason, Piper, Annabeth, and Percy." He said as soon as the door shit behind them, pointing to each person when he said there name. "Guys this is Arcadia-Calida, who goes by Ace."

"Umm, Leo?" Ace's voice was suddenly very meek. "Why are you're friends all carrying sharp pointy weapons?"