*Insert snappy beginning* My brain is too fried to think of anything. Sorry for not updating in like a month…*insert some school excuse* Yeah, fanfiction escaped my mind for a while. But I'm back, and I read The Lost Hero! I won't ruin it for others, but I think it's a lot more epic and has more action than PJO. It was a little confusing keeping everything straight since there were different point of views, and so many problems. But it was still amazing, and I doubt I'll still be sane before the next book comes out. I was actually thinking of not reading it, since my other story was about the Great Prophecy, and I wanted to keep my story and the real story different and not be influenced by it, but my willpower crumbled the second I saw it on my doorstep. (By the way, we ended up having the same friggin enemy. When I read it, I screamed, partly because I got it right, and partly because now my story ends up being more unoriginal than it already was. Thanks, Rick.) Speaking of my other story, if you read the last chapter, it was on hiatus until further notice that was supposed to be at…the end of September. *smiles sheepishly* Okay, no excuse for that one. And since I'm too lazy to fix it, lemme just say it on here: I probably won't be able to do much to it until summer. Stupid, I know. Ah, crap. I totally deviated from the topic. Blame my non-existent ADHD. Let's get back to the story.

DISCLAIMER:I do not own anything, because I don't have an allowance. Even if I did, my parents wouldn't let me buy anything 'useless', like fiction books, toys, or HAPPINESS. I'd probably end up spending it on SAT books or something else that will 'help your college application' so I can get into an Ivy League college and 'get a well-paying job' and 'support us parents who have done so much for you, like feed you and put a roof over your head, when we could have let you out in the street, but we didn't, 'cause we're such amazing parents and you're so lucky to have us.' And something about the starving children in Africa. Ugh, darn ADHD. Now, to the story. Seriously.

Nico/OC-Mary Sue

"My name is Anaaliana Constance Rivebratonite." Her red-yellow-green-purple eyes stared at me, boring into my soul. She lowered her sword. "Who are you?"

"N-Nico di Angelo." Something about her bell-like voice, shiny hair, and beautiful features scared, but intrigued, me. I could tell his girl was smart, dangerous, strong, and…well, perfect.

She stuck out her hand, shaking me out of my musing. I took it, and I felt this connection. A thousands shocks of electricity coursed through my body, as I pulled her closer, and closer, and clo-

"Not again!" cried the son of Hades, jerking himself away from the girl's puckered lips. "This is the third time this week! How many of you random creepy girls are there?"

The Mary Sue put her perfectly manicured hands on her hips. "I'm not creepy! I'm charming, wonderful, pretty, mysterious, smart, strong…"

She went on and on, listing all of her perfect characteristics. Nico pinched the bridge of his nose. Her "bell-like" voice was giving him a serious migraine. He was sick of all of these girls chasing after him. At first it was flattering and all, but now it was just plain aggravating. While he waited for Anaaliana Constance Rivebratonite to finish, he took out his sword.

"-and I can hold my breath for extensive periods of time, which is how I said this whole list in one-What are you doing?" She found Nico's sword at her throat.

"Listen, Anaali-whatever," he growled. "I'm gonna make this real simple. You have ten seconds. Either you get the Hades out of here, or I'll take you down myself. And your ten seconds started when I said Hades."

Anaali-whatever smirked. "Oh Nico. You can't hurt me, your girlfriend. I can beat anyone, even with my bare hands. 'Best fighter' was on my list, remember?"

Now it was Nico's turn to smirk. "I didn't mean by fighting."

Her red-yellow-(ARGH! You get the point.) eyes shone with fear. Wait, fear? That wasn't one of her qualities! "You wouldn't."

"Watch me." Nico took a big breath, and screamed for all he was worth. "YOU'RE ANNOYING, STUPID, HORRIBLE, AND DEFINITELY NOT PERFECT! Oh, and I'm breaking up with you."

The OC was pushed by an invisible force and fell, gracefully, of course, on her perfect butt. Then a tornado started swirling under her, about to pull her into Nico/OC Universe, where all the other Mary Sues 'who were destined to fall in love with a certain son of Hades' were taken and used to manufacture Barbies. "THIS WAS NOT ON THE LIIISSSTTTT-"

The tornado sucked her in, and that was the last anyone heard of Anaaliana Constance Revebratonite.

Well, that is, unless you owned her Barbie.

Nico brushed his hands off, and smiled when a voice from behind made him jump. "Phew, I thought she'd never leave. Nice job. Though I could've done it better."

"Come on!" Nico di Angelo groaned as he faced yet another strangely beautiful girl.

"My name is Henrietta Gertrude Barnoldi…"

And….scene! Haha, poor Nico, bombarded by beautiful girls. How will he ever survive? So… Like it? Hate it? Getting tired of these little one-shots? Don't worry, this story has a point, sort of. After the next chapter or so, I'll move on and getting to the more plotty part. Hee hee. Plotty. R&R!