Nico: Before they start blabbing about random stuff, lets get to the disclaimer. Th-
CPG: Oh yeah! The disclaimer! Gazzy, come do the disclaimer!
Nico: Gazzy? Who's Gazzy?
Gazzy: What CPG? I was just working on my latest...Project
Da: Remind me never to leave you alone... ever.
CPG: Gaz, do the disclaimer!
Gazzy: What am I supposed to disclaim?
Da: (whispers in Gazzy's ear)
Gazzy: Ok, got it! They don't own PJO, whatever that is, but they own the story. Can I go now?
Da: Ok, but don't blow up the house!
Gazzy: Kay, I'll go outside!
CPG: I worry about that kid sometimes...
Da: We all do
Nico: I can't believe that you guys replaced me! How could you do that? I thought the disclaimer was MY thing! (Nico storms off)
CPG: Well then... that was-
BOOOOOM
CPG: Da, I told you it wasn't a good idea to kidnap Gazzy!
Da: Yeeah... You were probably right. Well, read the story while we go figure out what exactly The Gasman did.
Gazzy: Hey guys, you might want to get a new fridge, microwave, oven... maybe a new kitchen altogether.

Chapter Eleven

Delia POV

My dream felt like I was watching a movie. Or maybe riding a rollercoaster. Or both. Yeah, both, that works. All I saw were images rushing past like they were cascading down a waterfall-

Cascading? Since when are you this descriptive?

Since I decided to make this as dramatic as possible. Now go away, I didn't interrupt you when you were telling a dream.

I'm going, I'm going.

So anyway, where was I? Oh, yes, images were cascading, riding a rollercoaster and watching a movie, and then everything just stopped. The images, the rollercoastery feeling, everything. It all just froze. And then I saw a person. A man. A human being! One of God's creatures! A-

Okay, okay, we GET IT! Get on with it please!

Well, excuuuuuuse me. I told you I was trying to be dramatic. But, fine. So I saw a dude. He was a really ugly dude actually. Not scary exactly, and not hideous, but...ugly. I tried to say something, but realized I couldn't speak. The man raised his arms to the sky (apparently he was trying to be dramatic too) and proclaimed,

"Greetings granddaughter!"

I looked up at the man and, since I couldn't reply, waited for his drama to end. When he realized I wasn't impressed, he lowered his arms and cleared his throat awkwardly.

Who is this guy? I thought.

Either he could read minds or he just thinks a lot like I do, because he answered,

"I am Hephaestus, god of fire and forges!" He said Hephaestus weird, like, "Ef-ay-ow-stoos." I figured that was some weird Greek pronunciation or something. Anyway,

Do you guys not realize how often you say that?

Trust me, we know. We're just not good at staying on topic for very long. Especially Delia.

I resent that. Although, I do have a really short attention sp- ooh, a squirrel!

Just tell the rest of the dream already.

Alright, alright. Although there really was a squirrel there. Anyway, Hephaestus raised his arms up again and thunder boomed. He grinned at the sky, probably thanking Zeus for helping with his dramatic presentation.

Why are you talking to me? I thought, hoping he could actually read my mind. Hephaestus rolled his eyes.

"I told you; I'm your grandfather. Your dad was a demigod son of mine. When he died, I blessed you and your sister in honor of your father," he answered. Now at a time like this normal people would ask, "Wait, my father's dead?" But I am not what you would call a "normal person".

That's the understatement of the century.

Shut up! So, instead of asking about my dad, I asked,

"Is that how I burned up a hellhound?" Hephaestus nodded. I was then going to ask about my dad, but Hephaestus said,

"Someone's coming. We can't afford to be overheard. I'm sure your mother will explain the rest."

Who? I thought. You mean Hecate? But he was already gone. Then I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, Sophia was leaning over me, standing awkwardly close. I screamed and jumped about a foot in the air.

"What the fnicking Hades?" I exclaimed. Sophia rolled her eyes.

You do that a lot too.

Deal with it.

"You wouldn't wake up," Sophia apologized.

"Well you didn't have to freak me out like that," I grumbled, standing up.

"Did you have a freaky god-related dream too?" Sophia asked.

I nodded. "Grandpa Hephaestus. Not reassuring."

At least it's better than Grandpa Kronos.

Awkward.

Very awkward.

"So now what?" I wondered. Sophia shrugged. "How about lunch?"

"Lunch sounds good. Do you think they have tacos?"

"I sure hope so."

We do.

Well, we know that now.

Right. I knew that!

Sure.

A/N:

CPG: Da! You ruined my fnicking kitchen!
Da: Okay, technically, I didn't ruin your kitchen, Gazzy ruined our kitchen.
CPG: Technicalities.
Gazzy: Ummm, so, I'm gonna go now….yeah.
Rory: AWKWARD TURTLE!
Da: CPG, why is some random Doctor Who character here?
CPG: What? Am I in charge of Doctor Who characters and when they randomly appear in stories? Is that my job now? If so, I want an awesome title. Something like…Elizabeth the Male Turtle.
Da: …
Rory: AWKWARD TURTLE!
Da:…..This time, literally.

R&R for random Doctor Who-ness!