Thalia: Enjoy the next chapter, losers.

Clarisse: Hey, that's my line!

Thalia: Don't care. Now, onto the story…

Percy the Cow hoped that he wasn't the only one that saw the lightning flash when Fang said it was his turn. No one dared speak, except for Max.

"Fang, listen, you heard what Annabeth said. No more killing people."

He shot a look at Max. No one would stop him from getting revenge. He had to lick Clarisse's chest, for god's sake! NOTHING is worse than that. Dylan had to suffer.

"I wish," Fang said, "that Dylan…" he stopped. This was his ultimate wish. Was he really about to waste it on dumb Dylan? When he could wish for something more useful, like a safe house for The Flock? The ultimate machine gun? A LIFE SIZE POSTER OF MEGAN FOX? No, no. Dylan had to pay, even if it meant wasting his chance for the perfect wish.

"… had a stick shoved up his butt whenever he has a dirty thought about Max, or any other girl at all!" The necklace shot out a black light so dark, it hardly even seemed like a light at all, but a shadow. It shot up Dylan's butt. He felt nothing….yet.

Nico had to do it. "Max in a two-piece!"

Dylan blinked, then hollered out, "Yeeeeeooooww!" as the pen that used to be on Annabeth's ear shot up his butt. It stayed there for a good 3 seconds until it dropped to the ground. Annabeth silently vowed to never use that pen again.

Clarisse wanted a piece of this. "Thalia in her panties!"

Thalia almost pissed herself. A pen went up Dylan's butt.

"Ok, now it's my turn," Annabeth said. "I wish.." and she muttered the rest of her wish. A silver gray light shot down to the ground. A few seconds later, Luke Castellan popped out of the ground. Annabeth quickly grabbed Luke's arm before anyone could say anything. She pulled him to a safe distance, where no one could see what was about to happen.

Annabeth took one breath…..and kissed him. That was her one, true desire since she was small. That was all. A simple kiss. She had to force herself to pull away, and looked at a shocked Luke. She looked down at her shoes until he shimmered away into the Underworld, gingerly touching his lips.

Once Annabeth rejoined the group, Thalia noticed a teardrop stray from her eyes, riding her cheek until it reached her chin. Nobody but little Angel would really ever know what Annabeth Chase had wished that day. She wiped the tear from her chin and croaked out, "Whose turn?"

"Me!" Tyson said. He patted Annabeth's head before taking the necklace.

"Tyson wishes that everyone had some peanut butter!" Of course Tyson would wish that. He's selfless, and he loves peanut butter. A light the color of burnt orange streaked from the necklace and landed in Thalia, Clarisse, Nico, Annabeth, Max, Grover, Fang, Dylan, Angel, Nudge, Gazzy, Iggy, Connor and Travis (who had recently joined) and Tyson's hands. Peanut butter jars appeared in their hands. One jar landed in front of Percy, who turned human once again. He wobbled a bit, frowned at Clarisse, then picked up the jar.

"Thanks, Tyson," he said, and everyone else after that did too. Yes, even Clarisse.

"Who's next?" Tyson asked. He felt a tug on his battered jeans, so he looked down and saw Angel.

"Can it be my turn?" she asked. Max choked on some peanut butter. She did not want to find out what Angel was going to wish for.

"Ok. Here you go," he said, handing the necklace down to her. Angel beamed, jumping up and down.

Was Nico the only one feeling like this little girl should have not been given that much power?

Thalia: Aaaaand that's it for today! Do you guys wanna find out what happens? Then REVIEW!

Clarisse: That was my line again! Wtf is wrong with you?

Thalia: Nothing is wrong with me, what's wrong with you? Now, could someone tell me what Annabeth wished for?

Me: NEVAAAAAR! So… okay, yeah, review. Adios, yo.