A bunch of you guys guessed that this chapter would be Leyna. A handful guessed Jasper. But none of you guys guessed the real ship-FRAZEL!

Okay, okay, I get it! For some reason, Frazel isn't that popular :/ But seriously, how can you go wrong with a Chinese baby faced man and a girl who's a jewel-magnet? Plus, I think they're super cute together :) Enjoy!

For a few minutes, a question lingered in the air: Who would go next? Percy figured nobody wanted to say anything, because if they did, it was entirely possible that World War Three would break out right then and there in the Jackson's living room. Finally, Jason broke the silence.

"Why don't we pull straws? Whoever gets the shortest straw goes next," Jason suggested.

"One problem, Jason," Percy said, "I don't think we have straws."

"You don't have straws?!" Travis asked in disbelief, "What kind of family are you?!"

"I don't know," Percy admitted sheepishly, "We just never buy straws."

Before Travis could speak, Jason interrupted, "That's okay. We'll just use pasta or something." With that, Jason vanished out the living room entrance and into the kitchen. A few seconds later, he reappeared, and handed three sticks of spaghetti to Percy. "Make one smaller," he told him, "Then let us pick."

Percy turned his back to the three anxious guys, and snapped one piece in half. Then, he positioned the strands of spaghetti so that they all looked the same height. "Okay!" he called, "Ready!"

All three of them lined up to pick a piece of pasta, Leo first. Leo closed his eyes, then made a big show of sniffing each piece, licking each one ("EW!" Travis said), and then finally picking out one towards the left. Jason and Frank looked a little reluctant to be picking out pieces of spaghetti that Leo had licked, but did it anyway.

"Okay! Show us your pieces guys," Percy said, as each guy took a hand out from behind his back…except for Leo.

"Leo, where's your piece?" Percy asked. He couldn't understand how Leo's piece had disappeared in less than five seconds. Maybe it fell on the ground? Percy scanned the ground, but saw nothing.

All of the sudden, everyone became aware of the crackling noise coming from Leo. "Leo," Jason asked, "Did you eat your piece of spaghetti?"

As a response, Leo opened his mouth, to reveal tiny globs of chewed up spaghetti. Percy facepalmed.

"Ew," Travis said, "That really wasn't necessary, bro."

"What? I got hungry!" Leo protested. Percy rolled his eyes, and looked at Jason and Frank's pieces. Frank's was clearly the smallest, nearly drowning in his huge hand.

"Well, I guess Frank gets to go next," Percy said, clapping Frank's back.

"Way to go, Chief of the Bathtub!" Travis exclaimed. Percy swore he saw Leo bare his teeth at Travis. Travis smiled innocently ahead. Leo narrowed his eyes.

"Can we please let Frank tell his story?!" Lucy exclaimed. "I really want to find out how he met Hazel."

"But you want to find out how I met Reyna more, right?" Leo asked hopefully.

"Not really," Lucy said, "Dad already told me. You blew up her camp, right?"

Leo grumbled something about how children these days were so ungrateful, but didn't say anything more. Everyone turned their attention from Leo, and looked right at Frank, who blushed. Poor guy, Percy thought, probably isn't used to being in the spotlight. Percy made a mental note to request that Frank should never be interviewed on America's Next Man Babysitter.

"Well, um, where should I start?" Frank asked nervously.

"When you met Mommy, duh!" Samantha exclaimed. Dennis nodded in agreement.

"Um, okay," Frank said uncertainly, "So the day I first met Hazel was my third day at Camp Jupiter. Under Reyna's orders-"

"That's my wife!" Leo called from the kitchen.

"SHUT UP, LEO!" everyone chorused. Frank continued his story.

"Like I was saying before somebody interrupted me, under Reyna's orders, I was carrying a box of armor to the barracks. The armor was really heavy, but luckily, I was a pretty strong guy," Frank boasted.

"That's why I appointed him as Chief of the Bathtub," Travis added, "Plus he has a better attitude than someone I know."

"Still, the box was heavy. I swear, that thing was, like, two tons."

"Whoa," Amanda breathed.

"What's a ton?" asked Esperanza.

"Two thousand pounds," Frank replied proudly.

"I want a ton of water guns," Esperanza said matter of factly.

"I want a ton of brownies with peach preserves," Frank said, getting a faraway look in his eyes.

"I want a ton of blue cookies," Percy added.

"I want a ton of pandas," Travis said.

"GUYS! Back to the story, Frank!" Jason frantically reminded him.

"Right!" Frank exclaimed, snapping out of his daze. "But I still want those brownies with peach preserves. Anyway, there I was, carrying a heavy box of armor. The box was so big that I could hardly see above it! At Camp Jupiter, we had this elephant named Hannibal. Hannibal was huge. He used to leave us…um…these really big presents all over the place."

"Oooh! What type of presents?!" Silena asked excitedly. She clearly didn't understand what Frank meant by 'presents'.

"Big, smelly presents," Frank said, "You wouldn't want them. You remember how I said that I couldn't see over the box, right? Well, I couldn't see Hannibal's poop on the ground-"

"But I thought you said it was a present!" Silena exclaimed, frustrated. Percy, Frank, Jason, and Travis all bit back their smiles.

"A present is another word for poop," Madison told her sister slowly, "Now do you get it?!"

"Yup!" Silena said happily.

"Okay! On with the story! So, I couldn't see over the box, and accidentally slipped right into a pile of Hannibal's poop. It was horrible; all the armor was covered in poop, and the worst part was that I smelled horrible for three days straight . I was just-"

"Ew. Don't you take baths?" asked Amanda.

"Yeah, but Reyna-"

"MY WIFE!" Leo called, mouth filled with food.

"-didn't let us have more than five minutes in the shower."

"That sucks," Amanda said sympathetically.

"It did," Frank replied, "Especially when you're covered in Hannibal's poop. Anyway, for a couple seconds I just lay there in the poop, taking in the situation, when all of the sudden a girl appeared in front of me. She was a couple years younger than me, with hair and skin the color of brownies, and eyes that looked like jars of peach preserves. She was dressed in full battle gear, and I remembered that when I first saw her, I remember thinking that she could've been a queen or something. She was just that pretty."

"Wait, did you just say that her skin was like brownies and her eyes were like peach preserves?" Madison asked incredulously.

"I'm trying to use imagery," Frank told her.

"Oh. Okay. Nice, um, similes!" she exclaimed half heartedly.

"Thanks!" Frank beamed, "But back to the story. The girl, who was Hazel by the way, held out a hand. I remember taking it. She helped me up, and for a couple seconds, we just stood there. Then I said, 'Thanks'. And she laughed and told me, 'You should really watch where you're going'."

"Over the next couple weeks, Hazel and I became best friends. And the better friends we became, the more in love with her I was. She wasn't just pretty-she had brains and was tough too. She was always by my side, and I was by her side. One day, a scruffy boy arrived at camp and-"

"I am not scruffy!" Percy exclaimed.

"Sorry," Frank replied. "Anyway, one day a boy arrived at camp, and he was Percy." Frank looked at Percy, who gave him the symbol to move on. "It's kind of a long story, but the next thing we knew, me, Percy, and Hazel were going on a quest to Alaska together! On that quest I got my first kiss from Hazel," Frank said dreamily.

"Were one of you about to die?" Lucy asked excitedly.

"No," Frank said, "She just liked me, and I liked her."

"Oh," Lucy said flatly, "But your story was sooo cute," she said earnestly, "I mean, I wish Dad and Mom's story was as cute as yours and Hazel's."

Frank blushed. "Thanks," he replied.

"How is kissing in a wine cellar not cute?" Travis muttered under his breath, low enough so that only Percy and Jason, who were standing right next to him could hear.

"Well, that's the story of how I met Hazel," Frank finished, and a little clapping followed, from everyone. After a moment of awkward silence, Esperanza whined, "I'm huuuunnngry!"

"Well," Percy said, checking the clock in the room, "It is about time we had a snack."

All of the sudden, Travis sprung up from the sofa. "Snack!? I'll go order the Chinese food!" he exclaimed as he ran over to the kitchen.

"Chinese food for a snack?" Frank asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Don't ask," Lucy and Amanda chorused.

Herding nine kids into the kitchen was a lot harder than it looked. Madison repeatedly dropped her cherry lip gloss, and they all had to hunt all over the floor for it. Once or twice, there was a leak in Esperanza's water gun, and someone tripped over it (usually Travis. Leo always laughed and gave Esperanza a high five). It also didn't help that the Jackson's hallway was abnormally narrow.

Finally, Percy thought as they made it into the kitchen. He breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was fine now. They'd get a snack. Everyone would feel better after, and hopefully cooperate. Leo and Jason would tell their stories. It would be-

"Hey, Percy? Is it just me, or is that Nico running across the backyard?" Frank asked.

Percy turned. And sure enough, running across their backyard was a very disheveled Nico di Angelo.

Aaaand that's chapter four! :D You know what, guys? I really hate fall. It's been my least favorite season since about third grade, mostly because school starts and you have to get adjusted to being in a new grade and all that stuff. Plus, I don't know what it is, but there's something about fall that just makes me feel so lazy. I think that's the reason why I never do cross country ;)

Lately, because of fall and stuff being a little hectic (!), I haven't been able to read that much fanfiction! I know, horrible right? Chances are, I probably won't have time this week to scroll through the Just In page hunting for traties or anything else (yes, I really do scour the whole page just for traties! :) I'm just that obsessed), so this week, I'm asking you guys to recommend the best story you ever wrote to me! Just giving me the title is fine, but if you want to say a little more about your story, go for it! And if you don't have any stories up, recommend a friend's or your favorite story on this site. I Pinkie Swear I'll review each and every one :)

Before I go, one more note to this super long author's note: I made a blog about my updates, stories and other fangirly stuff, and if you want to view it, here's the address: www. potato jam 7 . wordpress . com (erase the spaces!) Or you can find the link up on my profile page :)

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