Thanks to Christineexx, for being the first one to give this story a chance, and to Mystic Supernovae for being the super-second to do it too. And to my butt-head sister, for nagging me for not typing up this chapter.

Annabeth held the necklace up.

"Ok, who goes first?" she asked.

"Me," Percy said. Max raised her hand second, then Thalia, then Grover. Nobody argued, except Clarisse, but that was in her head.

"Hmmm. What should I wish for?" Percy asked. "World peace? No more hungry babies? A makeover for Clarisse?"

Clarisse jumped at Percy and held him up by his shirt. "Maybe you should wish yourself up some-"

"Clarisse!" Thalia interrupted. "Don't forget there are kids here!" She said, looking pointedly at Angel and The Gasman. Clarisse nodded, reluctantly. She let go of Percy, who, by then, had figured exactly what he wanted to wish for. It was probably going to be a waste of a wish, but it was necessary.

"I wish," he started, "that Clarisse was stuck in a prep's body for half an hour."

Clarisse growled, but suddenly there was a flash of brilliant blue light bouncing off everything. When the light went away, everyone's eyes were attracted to the girl in pink that appeared from seemingly nowhere.

The girl looked down at herself, and screamed "Omigods, omigods, omigods! I, like, totally hate you, Percy! I look like a freakin' prep! Omigods!" in a VERY un-Clarisse-like way. She jumped up and down, squealing, while Chris, Clarisse's boyfriend, looked horrified. Well, at least we know he liked Clarisse for herself, right?

Annabeth was pissed to see that everyone was surprised that the necklace actually worked. Who did they think she is?

Max stepped up, ignoring the squealing-like-a-little-two-year-old Clarisse, and took the necklace.

"My turn," she said, then paused to think of what to wish for. I'm the leader, she thought. I can't make selfish wishes, can I? This is my only chance to really get what I want.

Everyone watched as she raised her head, decision already made. "I wish, really, really wish, that Iggy could have his eyesight back."

A radiant red shone on everybody's face. Mostly, Iggy's. Then, the vermillion color exploded, turning a million colors, and Iggy's eyes widened.

Nobody spoke. They didn't dare to. What if he said it didn't work? But then, a cry erupted from Iggy's mouth, and it was an unmistakable cry of joy. Iggy wrapped his arms around Max, and cried into her shoulder, "Max! I always imagined you with a tan!"

Max frowned and pushed Iggy away from her. Iggy didn't seem to care, though, because he just stared at the people in front of him, especially Thalia.

"Hey there. Are you single?" Iggy asked, slicking back his hair. In response, Thalia slapped Iggy, and grabbed the necklace from Max. "I probably deserved that, but still." Iggy said.

Thalia frowned, and then smiled at the thought of her wish. No need to think about it. She'd wished this for a very, very long time.

"I truly, honestly, 100%, for realsies, wish that Justin Beiber was brutally murdered."

An electric purple* quicklyshimmered in front of the group, and then just as quick, vanished.

"Well?" Fang asked. "How will we know that it really happened?" Nobody answered.

Then, a high-pitched shriek that came from the Aphrodite cabin seized everyone's ears.

"Ashley! London! Bex! Come here! Justin Beiber was murdered! By Selena Gomez and Usher!"

Immediately, a huge pack of girls ran inside of the cabin, and 15 seconds later, all came out crying.

Thalia grinned. "Hm. Maybe that's the answer?" she said, obviously pleased with herself.

"Ok, I take it back. No wishing for somebody to die," Annabeth said. "Since Thalia already wished it, we might as well leave Justin Beiber dead." Thalia grinned fiercely, and then handed the magic necklace to Grover.

"Your turn, Goat boy."

Grover held up the necklace with awe. Then, he spoke.

"I wish…that all the litter of the world was gone!" He screamed happily.

An glowing orange like the end of the day shone, then rose up into the sky and shot like fireworks to the north, south, east, west, everywhere. Max and Dylan flew up and away, and an hour later came back saying that it had worked. That the city of New York looked perfect, so the rest of the world must too.

Grover jumped up and down, crying "Pan! Pan! If only you could see this!"

Clarisse had just about enough. She had turned back to herself, and snatched the necklace from Grover's grasp.

"My turn," she said evilly. Percy gulped. He knew the wish was going to have to do something with him, and he dreaded the moment Clarisse opened her mouth.

*I swear, this color seriously exists.

Soooooo…. What'd you think? My sister mentioned to me that Thalia reminds her of Titsuke from BLEACH. Do you agree? Reviews, plz!