I don't own PJO.

Dionysus forgot his predicament and immediately stopped at the sight in front of him. "Is that…" He was interrupted by his aunt who had grabbed him by the shirt.

"Okay, I've never been one to anger easily, but nephew this is ridiculous! You turned them into teenagers, just so you could have time off from your job?"

He grumbled. "Well Father dearest wouldn't let me have some otherwise. I was only aiming for him."

"Change them back now, and suffer less punishment."

Dionysus sighed. "Look, I can't do that. There isn't a reverse spell or something like that. It's cured by…"

Hestia's eyes narrowed. "By what?"

"I'm trying to remember. Was it something stupid like true love? No, that wasn't it…" He dragged on much to his aunt's annoyance. "I think my wife said something about string, wait no. That's not it."

"Okay can you think faster please?"

"I'm a little distracted by that pair over there, you know."

"Leave them be, and think."

He scowled, but was still strangely scared by his aunt despite her small stature. So he thought, "I think there was something about a dog? A big dog? That's it a hellhound!"

"What about it?"

"You just need a dog and it has to be tame. That's all I know." Dionysus sighed. "Hestia I'm telling the truth. I know literally nothing about potions or spells, that's all my wife."

She looked at him and decided he wasn't lying. "Now, tell me this. Where can we find one? Did Percy Jackson have one?"

"Yeah, but that brat hasn't been here in a month! The dog's probably with him."

Hestia pulled him along down to the center of camp. "Now we're going to go tell a girl in camp who can help us with this."

"But what about those two?"

"Ignore them."

"But…"

"Dionysus."

He sighed heavily as he let his aunt drag him away back into camp. "Are you not going to do anything about what we saw back there? That's the oddest couple I've ever seen."

"Wait until we get back into camp."

"What does that mean?"

Hestia only chuckled as she pulled him along by the ear.

Elle smoothed out her dress awkwardly as she waited for the IM to connect with Annabeth in California. She hadn't spoken to her sister but once before, and that was only a brief meeting over the design of Aphrodite's suite on the newly remade Olympus.

She was surprised Annabeth even remembered her name. "Oh," she said in surprise. "Elle? Aren't you supposed to be on Olympus?"

"Um, well…"

The blonde arched her eyebrows. "Is something wrong with it?"

"Not it, just you know the gods…"

"What?"

"Listen, you wouldn't believe me if I told you."

Annabeth sighed. "What do you need little sis?"

"Is Mrs. O'Leary there with you guys?"

"Yeah, she is. Why?"

Elle shrugged. "I don't know why exactly. All I was told is that we need her here, immediately."

"I'm sure someone could shadow travel over with her if you'd like. Who should come?"

"Well, anyone would do, but…if I were you guys I'd bring as many people over as possible. It's quite the interesting predicament."

Annabeth gave her sister an odd look, but looked at her cell phone. "Percy should be in the arena right about now. I'll go find him. We'll be there in ten minutes."

"Great! Umm, meet us at the infirmary then."

"The infirmary? Is someone hurt?"

"Remarkably, given the circumstances everyone still has all their limbs." Then with a nod to her confused sister Elle waved goodbye and shut down the IM.

On the front porch of infirmary every god except Poseidon, Athena, and Apollo were gathered waiting for their savior from this odd torture known as summer camp. Well, Dionysus just wanted his nine year old aunt to let go of his ear.

Elle joined them, not hesitating to look over at Artemis and Hermes who had been uncharacteristically silent since being fetched by Hades

They certainly looked like they had been in the wilderness, wild and rugged, but she didn't trust the way Artemis's lips were swollen. Certainly the goddess of the wild wouldn't have allergies to it, would she?

Any suspicions were quickly dashed by a rather excited scream from the other side of camp. There was no need to think about such ridiculous things when this was all about to be over. Approaching over the hill was a posse of five: four teenagers and one dog.

Said dog immediately ran for Hades and began licking his face excitedly. He laughed bit, an unusually loud chuckle for the somber god, and patted her on the head. "I haven't seen you in years."

He grasped his throat slightly, did his voice sound deeper?

"Dad? What the you?" A distant demigod called.

Demeter looked at the man to her left and about jumped. "Hades, you're!"

"I'm a god again!" He blinked, "How does that work?"

Dionysus shrugged. "My wife always did like dogs."

"Who cares?!" Ares yelled. "Come lick me you mutt!"

The demigods finally got all the way over. "What is going on?" Annabeth asked.

"I'm with Wise Girl; this is weird for CHB standards. Why is Hades here?"

"I never thought I'd say this, but I agree with Kelp Head," Thalia said with a look at the guy by her side. "I just assumed your dad was off getting you anther sister or something."

Nico ignored her. "What's up Dad?"

Once again Ares gave no one else anytime to respond. "What does it look like punk; we're teenagers!"

"With an attitude like that I'll let you stay one."

"But Mommy…"

"Ares."

He sighed and said nothing.

The other demigods gave Elle an odd look to which she could only shrug. "Can we just get this dog to lick everyone, so we can leave? It's too hard to explain in one sitting."

Annabeth gave her sister a look, before turning to her boyfriend. "Well, do as the lady asks."

It took a while for Mrs. O'Leary to get everyone on the porch. She didn't want to lick some of them, which given the brain power she possessed made perfect sense to most involved.

But when she was done, Percy wipe his brow with satisfaction. "Well that was everyone."

Elle smiled sheepishly.

"Oh c'mon, there's more?" Nico complained.

"You haven't been inside, yet."

With a groan the other demigods took the large dog through the door which she barely fit. Apollo immediately greeted them still decked out in his doctor gear.

Poseidon was sleeping on a cot, and Athena was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Mom?" Elle asked.

Apollo sighed. "Throwing up again, you know how it goes."

"Throwing up?" Annabeth asked. "Why would Mom be throwing up? Is she sick?"

"No dear, I'm fine." Athena smiled from the doorway. "It's natural for women in my condition."

"Condition?" the demigods chimed.

Poseidon stirred. "Thee?"

"Hey, Percy's here."

He gave his son a nod. "Hey. So, how are you?"

"Why are you guys in here? Hermes has a broken wrist, but you look fine."

"Well…"

"Spit it out Poseidon; they can take it."

He gave a nervous smile. "How do I put this?"

"He knocked Mom up, okay?"

A/N:

So, my computer's broke so I have to write on safe mode, which apparently hates typing properly, so this is absolute crap, but you know what? I didn't have any more ideas for this anyway.

I just want to finish this so I can write a new one-shot.

I'm thinking about doing one where Apollo and Melecia from Love Quest go to the museum from Night at the Museum, because I've been oddly obsessed with it lately, and that they most likely exist in the same universe.

Also who doesn't like some Apollo being jealous of Mel paying attention to other guys.

Anyway I apologize for this abomination and hope to clean it up in the next and final chapter of this story.