SO VERY SORRY ABOUT THAT TEMPORARY HIATUS

Excuses, excuses, yeah yeah. I'll just skip 'em and continue.

So yeah, don't kill me, Chappie 3 is here! Enjoy, and if you review, I'll give you vodka!

Me: Oh wait, people reading this are probably underage...

Russia: *pops out of nowhere* I'm not! Become one with Mother Russia, да?

Me: KYAAAAAAA!

DISCLAIMER DOG: HETALIA AND PJO BELONG TO THEIR OWN OWNERS, MAGIC PIPE OWNS NOTHIN' BUT DA PLOT.


Percy POV

Those new demigods. Were. Weird.

Even by demigod standard.

For starters, none of them had been claimed. Sure, Percy had asked for all demigods to be claimed at 13 years old, but Molly over there in the Iris cabin was only 8, and she was claimed the moment she set foot in camp. Alfred, Ivan, and Yao currently occupied the empty Hermes cabin (due to Hermes taking all his kids on a year-long vacation, since Dionysus was also on vacation for a year. Hermes had complained and stuff, so yeah).

Chiron, for an unknown reason kept on staring at Yao like he was a zombie chicken. Percy had caught Chiron using a pair of old-fashioned binoculars watching Yao like some creepy stalker once. He even told Annabeth, but she didn't believe him.

Ivan kept on asking everyone, including Alfred and Yao to 'become one with me' or 'become one with Mother Russia' with a creepy dark aura that was visible. However, Ivan spared Nico, and the two seemed to have become friends. Ivan had also been seen by 52 witnesses that swore he drunk some weird drink that smelled strongly of alchol that he pulled out of his coat, and threatened to smash their skulls with a pipe if they told anyone. Percy had been one of these unfortunate witnesses.

And Alfred was annoying the Styx out of everyone by being terribly obnoxious about 'being a hero'. And he somehow couldn't remember his own twin brother's name (which was...erm...Marco, no, Malik- wait, it was Matthew? Yeah Matthew). Alfred, also, for some very strange reason could single-handedly pick up about 2 tons of strawberries. With one hand. That wasn't natural. Was there a god of strength out there? He'd have to ask Annabeth later.

If those two were strange, Yao was even more so. He acted like a 300 year old man, complaining about back aches and refused to participate in any swimming. He even drank tea like an old person, and once again, the whole Chiron-stalks-Yao thing.

Also, the trio had modified their Camp Half-Blood T-shirts. Alfred had insisted on scribbling 'THE HERO!' with Sharpie onto his shirt, and kept his bomber jacket on. Ivan had simply kept his unnecessary winter coat and scarf. There were already rumors about him keeping murder weapons under that clothing. And Yao had managed to sew on long sleeves and make it look like some kind of modernized ancient clothing. Or ancient-ized modern clothing, whatever.

"Hey Seaweed Brain!"

Percy immediately banished all thoughts of the new kids and went to join Annabeth. Those new kids could wait.

Russia POV

"WHY THE F*CK AM I F*CKING TWELVE YEARS OLD, YOU BASTARDS?!"

Russia opened his eyes to look at the 12 year old America. The mirror one. He sighed. Why had he agreed to stay in this place again? The capitalist had stayed because apparently this was a place for heroes and he was one (not that Russia agreed), Yao-Yao had agreed to stay until the chibi-spell wore off and Russia...well...at least B-Belarus wasn't here...

"Be quiet America aru, I'm sleeping- wait, Allen (2p! America)?!" China asked, sitting up straight. "How did you get here aru?!"

"That's what I'm asking you, bastard!" The mirror Capitalist Pig shot back.

"Why should we know, Allen?" Russia responded.

Allen glared at him.

"Because when your America turned 12, I also turned 12 and we have no f****** idea why the hell our China, Russia and me are 12! So of course you should know! Your world affects ours, not the other way around!" Allen exclaimed.

"Well we don't know why you're here aru, but Opium Bastard turned us 12 aru," China informed.

"That counterpart of Oliver (2p! England)?"

"Da."

"F*CK HIM I WILL KILL OLIVER'S 1P! I WILL F*CKING SMASH HIM TO PIECES WITH MY CLUB-"

"What's with all the yelling here?" A female voice asked. It was that one girl from the pink cabin who was responsible for cabin check. Russia had forgotten her name. Her head was in the cabin doorway, looking at the scene.

That scene she was looking at was Allen holding his club making a threatening pose towards the table, China holding up his wok defensively, and Russia simply smiling with his pipe in hand.

"Uhh..."

They all waited.

"...why is Alfred's hair look redder?"

Russia saw China facepalm.

"He tripped and fell into a puddle of red paint, da?" Russia lied, smiling.

"And he couldn't completely wash it out aru!" China continued.

The girl didn't seem to buy it.

"What about his eyes? They were blue yesterday, but today they're also red."

"Umm...he...wanted to try out new contacts aru! They're, uh red tinted aru to make his eyes look that color aru," China said.

The girl looked even more skeptical.

"Right...well, it's almost breakfast, and keep your voices down while you get ready," she said, and left.

"So, Allen," Russia started. "Why are you here?" Capitalist Pig's 2p! shrugged.

"I don't have a f*cking clue. One moment I was busy killing Matt (2p! Canada), the next moment I'm transported to the f*cking 1p! world, where I'm in some f*cking camp!" Allen yelled.

"I THOUGHT PIPER TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP 'TILL BREAKFAST!" Russia turned his head and saw a different girl red-faced, breathing hard, standing in the cabin doorway.

"Da. We heard," Russia replyed casually. "And would you like to become one with Mother Russia?"

The girl shivered, and trembled, saying, "N-No t-t-thanks...". She left soon after.

The was another awkward moment of silence. Seems there were alot these days.

"So...should we go to the mess hall aru?"

Allen set his club on his shoulder, ignoring the nails, and shrugged.

"Da. I suppose so," Russia said.

They walked out the cabin to the mess hall, where several people gave Allen weird looks, but it wasn't too bad. They would all become one with Russia one day...


I'm sorry it's short, but I wanted to get at least a chapter out soon, and not keep ya'll waiting longer.

Anyways, since school's starting, I won't be able to update as often on my stories...not that I updated that much in the first place...sorry 'bout that, but at least a chapter's out now!

Remember to review!

Russia: VODKAAAAAAA! ^J^