Well here's the second chapter a.k.a. the marshmallow chapter ('cause it's so freaking fluffy that I just wanted to punch myself in the face while I was writing it) Enjoy!

Again, I'm always open to suggestions so if you have any ideas as to the direction I should take the story, feel free to let me know!

Almost forgot! Disclaimer: Rick's lucky that he does such a great job with PJO and HOO because otherwise I would have to steal them from him (because I don't own them)

Percy

After the triplets had been claimed, Percy and Annabeth quickly escorted them to the Big House and told Chiron what had happened. He seemed deeply worried by the news and rose from his fake wheelchair, revealing his white horse body and startling the three new campers,

"Oh dear, I'm sorry children," he apologized "I probably should have eased you into the whole 'Greek mythology is anything but' thing. Oh well, it's too late now. I trust that Percy and Annabeth here have given you a brief introduction to the fact that the gods and monsters of ancient Greece still exist, so I'll go into a bit more detail as to your, er…predicament. First, however we must properly introduce ourselves: You have already met Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. I am Chiron, trainer of demigods since, well, forever."

"Excuse me, Mr. Chiron, but, would you mind telling us what you mean by our 'predicament'?" the new boy asked.

Chiron chuckled. "Ah, you like to get right to the point I see! Of course we should cover formalities first. What are your names?"

After the boy had looked at both of his sisters for the go-ahead and they had nodded approvingly, he announced: "I am Dylan Irvine, and these are my sisters Meredith and Morgan"

Dylan was tall and extremely skinny with wispy hairs growing on his upper lip and along his sharp jaw-line like he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. He had a cleft chin, big, bushy eyebrows, and an ugly, crooked nose that looked like it had never properly healed from a bad break. Despite his disfigured nose, however, he looked a great deal like Percy. Morgan and Meredith looked very similar to their brother, just more feminine, and almost identical to each other. One of the only noticeable differences between the sisters was that Meredith had one long braid of hair that ended directly between her shoulder blades while Morgan wore her hair straight down to her shoulders with neat bangs that ended right above her eyebrows. All three of the triplets looked about 16, and had Percy's black hair and sea green eyes, which kind of creeped Percy out.

Well, Dylan, to answer your question, your 'predicament' is the fact that Poseidon sired you even though he swore upon the River Styx, a powerful and binding promise, that he would never have children with mortal women again.

"But didn't he 'sire' Percy too?" Morgan asked.

Chiron looked at Percy with—wait. Was that pride? "Yes, but, considering that Percy Jackson has saved the world on several different occasions, the gods have overlooked his father's…um…mistake.

Percy felt hurt. He thought that Chiron was complementing him, but usually it wasn't meant to be a compliment when someone called him a mistake.

He could tell that the Meredith had been thinking something similar when she asked, "So, we're a mistake that the gods have no reason to keep alive?"

Chiron sighed. "Look, children, if your father claimed you, he must need your help. When Percy was claimed, he was almost immediately sent on a quest to retrieve Zeus' masterbolt, clear his—excuse me, your father's name and prevent an Olympian civil war.

This time, Chiron did sound truly proud, and that perked Percy up a bit. "It was nothing, really."

"Seaweed Brain, it was everything! You saved the world at the age of 12!" Annabeth argued.

"You know there are multiple Seaweed Brains now, right?" Percy pointed out in an attempt to change the subject.

"No. You are still the only Seaweed Brain." She teased

"Shut up, Annabeth." He said.

Dylan added, "Well, if Percy isn't up to being your 'Seaweed Brain', I'd be happy to fill the position!"

The room became awkwardly quiet while Percy and Annabeth gave Dylan Percy's patented 'I'll-kill-you-later stare.

"Anyway," Annabeth broke the silence, still glaring at Dylan, "You guys look awfully close to Percy age-wise. How old are you?"

"16, as of August 18th this year," said Morgan

Chiron, Annabeth, and Percy all looked at each other in a mixture of shock, confusion, and wonder.

"What?" Morgan sounded offended.

"That's my birthday too." Percy said.

I'm so excited! I roasted the marshmallow chapter and the end is crunchy and golden brown with mystery!

You guys are pissed that I just pulled a Riordan and left you with an agonizing cliffhanger, right?

Well, there is no need to fear, for the next chapter is almost here! (Anyone who understood that Underdog reference should give themselves a pat on the back because Underdog is awesome.)

Also: I have decided to write in third person from a different character's POV every chapter (like what Rick does in HOO). Tell me if I should do this and why/why not/what I should write in instead.

Also again: If you decide I should continue with my current plan, did I put enough of the POV character's thoughts/feelings in or should I increase/decrease them?

Also the third: Tell me if you think anyone is OOC. I understand that since I don't have Rick's genius I don't know exactly how to write them, but I feel I did an okay job. Tell me if you feel otherwise.

Another Also: Should I be less specific and use less dialogue? Let me know.

Please review because I honestly want to know what you think.

Thanks to LunaRideX and NikiD1233 for reviewing