Hi, everyone!

So, this is the last chapter. Ahhhhhh! I can't believe I managed to finish a story! Ahhhhhhhhh!

Well, now that that's over and done with, here are the shout-outs I promised. Last chapter, one of the things Leo said was inspired by this quote from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone:

"There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them."

These two amazing reviewers guessed it correct, so a big shout out goes to:

Rebelle13

ThePercyJacksonOracle

Carl and Sonicblue99, you both got it correct as well, but I didn't include you in the "official" shout-out because I know you two, and I knew you would get it rightt.

This chapter is kinda short and I don't want to overpower it with a long Author's Note before hand, so please read the afterword.

Thanks!

Annabeth's POV

I awoke to the sound of voices whispering.

Last night my friends and I had fallen asleep sprawled in various places around my family's living room. I was laying with my head on Percy's chest on the floor beside the couch. Piper and Jason were in a similar position in front of the TV. Thalia had taken up residence in an overstuffed chair, and Leo appeared to have fallen asleep in the process of disassembling the DVD player. Hazel and Frank were not within my line of vision, but I assumed they were on the other side of the couch.

While I was curious as to who was whispering, I really did not want to move. My curiosity was satisfied a moment later when my father and Aunt String-bean rounded the corner. I watched their exchange through my eyelashes so as not to alert them to the fact that I was awake.

"Do you think we should wake them up? They really should be in beds, and I don't think that the younger kids should see those of them who are snuggling," my father asked my aunt.

"Frederick, just let them be. Honestly, you should have seen some of the things you and your friends got up to when you camped out in our living room after parties. And need I remind you that when that happened you were, more often than not, drunk."

I suppressed a shudder. Demigods and alcohol do not mix. Although, I didn't think a single demigod would even consider consuming anything with alcohol after meeting Mr. D.

"Well, yes. But..."

"Just let them be! They're fine, Frederick. The most I think you have to worry about is that Leo character giving all of the others Sharpie mustaches."

I decided that once my aunt and my father left I would go around and hide all of the markers in the house.

"Alright," my father sighed. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

As my father walked away, Aunt String-bean threw a wink in my direction.

"Hey, Aunt Fran?" I called out, not bothering to raise my head.

"Yes, Annabeth,"

"Thanks."

Okie-dokie. Sometime today or tomorrow I am going to post an "Acknowledgements". Why, you may ask. Well, as a reader I enjoy reading the aknowledgements found in the books I read. I see it as a little window into the author's lives and I think it's really sweet how they thank everybody.

Because I am sure the majority of you readers have better things to do than read my thank-yous, I'm going to say a quick thank you now.

Thank you to everyonewho reviewed, followed, favorites, or just plain read my story. I got much more of a response to this story than I ever expected and I really appreciate it. You have no idea how big my smile got whenever I got an email saying someone had reviewed, followed, or favoritedmy story. You all gave me such a positive response, and I can't thank you enough. But I shall try:

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

For all of you who live in the US, Happy Thanksgiving! (See, I waited to post the last chapter of'A Thanksgiving Mishap' on Thanksgiving :) )