A/N I wrote this like a letter, because it seemed a little more comical. And, just so you know, I'm not here for the next five weeks (out of country), so I'll hopefully brainstorm another couple stories on the plane. So this story is one about Apollo and an OC, because I want to do something less dark or sad like the last one. It's funny to me because I have the same lame poetry skills as Apollo (if only you knew…), so let's see what's in store for us. Her name is Hunter, in honor of Artemis, who will never have children, despite whatever one dreams of.

Dear Apollo,

You're not coming back

for Christmas. I could give you

a list of things

that happened after you

showed up on his birthday every

year. But let's not

ramble about that time

when he struck that

monster in the heart and

head with a bow and

arrow simultaneously. I mean,

that's not dangerous right? And we

won't talk about the time

we had to fire the

babysitter after he charmed her with

iambic pentameter (oh,

the agony). And, just forget about

the time when he

stopped breathing during the solar

eclipse (what the heck

were you thinking?)

So while I sit here writing

this, you should actually

listen to what I just said. I don't

care if you're a god or whatever

because it's not your job as the

father of my son to influence

my social life. Yes, we were in love

at one point, shockingly. But

I'm sorry to say

that we lost the feeling,

but at least it was mutual. And yet,

you prank call my parents, and

you come over and

flirt when my friends

are visiting. Just to

remind me that a

god like you

is more awesome than I,

the great Hunter. Ha! I laugh

because you're not

as awesome as me. No need

for explanation.

Just so you know, I'll

be sending the boy

off to Camp Half-Blood next

year. I'm really getting tired of

that monster hiding behind

the tree. Let's pray for

the best safety. I heard you're

into haikus these days.

Here's one:

Stop messing up my

Social life. You're his father

But not my husband.

Best wishes,

Hunter

PS. You're sister visited me. She's out to get you for trying to abduct one of her hunters ?

A/N ha…that was my bad attempt to be funny. I apologize if it's lame, because I'm honestly not that good at doing sarcasm in writing. Hmm…I'll need to work on that. Like I said, I'll be gone for 5 weeks. I'll have lots of ideas in that time. Next chapter will most likely be May Castellan or Esperanza Valdez. Stay tuned!