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From Snow White:

I'm wishing

(I'm wishing)

For Riordan

To give me

(to give me)

Jackson

(Jackson)

Percy had just had another run through with the pain curse when something very strange happened.

He had been in the middle of crossing a field of hot coals - not very pleasant, especially when you've got another dude on your back.

What? He had bribed Percy with food. Food. One does not simply bribe Percy Jackson with food and not get what they want. Gabe hadn't exactly been generous with edibles. Even if Percy didn't need food to live (since he was dead), he still felt hunger. And had stomach had started talking to him.

Flashback

"Hey, I've got a potato," a random guy told him. "My torturer ain't lookin'. If you carry me across, I'll give it to ya."

"Uh," Percy said, unsure of what to do.

Do it, his stomach told him. Food.

But if Gabe catches me I'm toast, he told it.

But the FOOD, his stomach complained.

Won't it hurt to carry someone across hot coals? he wondered.

Whatever. Food.

He inwardly sighed. Fine.

He had officially lost it.

End Flashback

And that was why he had agreed to carry the guy. He had lost his marbles.

He was about halfway across when he started shaking.

"Hey, why ya stoppin'?" the dude asked.

"I think you should get off," Percy told him.

"Do ya want the food or not?" he asked.

"Really. You should get off." Percy was experiencing the waves of pain now.

"Look, I dunno whatchur playin' at, but - WHAT THE HADES?!"

Percy had thrown him off of his back in his blind pain. He writhed around on the hot coals, which burned whenever coal met flesh, but he didn't even notice. He was in too much pain already.

Percy somehow kept from crying out this time. Either he was becoming strong enough to fight against it, or he was getting used to it. He liked the idea of the first one more, but he had a sneaking suspicion that the second was what was actually happening.

Gabe was standing over him. Percy realized with a start that they were no longer in the hot coal fields. They were somewhere completely different.

They were in the whipping sector.

And Percy was chained to a post.

"Did you really think that I was going to let you get away with carrying someone across?!" Gabe spat. "Well, your accomplice is right over there!"

Percy followed his finger, and his heart broke. The guy he had tried to carry was also chained to a pole, and his torture had already begun.

"Listen, punk," Gabe said, getting real close. "When you break the rules around here, you don't get your dessert privileges taken away. You get a piece of leather to the back."

He lashed the whip onto Percy for effect. He didn't cry out, but he clenched his jaw so hard his ears popped.

Percy looked back over at the other guy. Sure, he had gotten Percy in trouble, but he had offered him food. It was the closest thing to kindness Percy had seen in the Fields of Punishment.

"So, kid, are you ready to pay?" Gabe asked, laughing maniacally.

Percy closed his eyes and sighed. There was no getting out of this. Nobody was coming. Nobody cared. There was no point in struggling.

He braced himself for the pain, but it never came.

Frank still felt really bad.

He, Jason, and Leo had all gone over to "Percy's" house to give him a "talk" about what he had done.

Jason had had the honor of ringing the doorbell, since he was like the go-to leader in Percy's absence (the sons of Jupiter and Poseidon were always working as co-leaders, but Frank had always seen the Aqua-Man as the more powerful demigod), and because his girlfriend was the one to get a face full of . . . that.

Octavian answered, grinning like a madman. "Have you come for more, ladies?" When he saw them, a look of fear crossed his face, but it was quickly masked with a look of arrogant disgust. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, old friend," Leo said, "why don't we come in and talk about it?"

"Uh," Octavian said, looking at all of their glaring faces. He seemed to decide that letting them in would result in less injury to himself. "S-sure. Come on in."

The place was very . . . Percy. It was all blue, from the dark blue couches, bright blue pillows, medium tone walls, and the blue marble countertop at the open-wall kitchen thing (Frank didn't know what it was called). There were pictures of the ocean dotted around the place, as well as a ton of seashells. There was even a glass coffee table with water inside with tiny remote control boats. Frank could see a captains hat hanging below the table.

Yep. It was all very Percy.

"Sorry about the decor," Octavian said dismissively. "I didn't really have control over the living conditions."

Frank felt a growl escape his lips. "Oh, I think you did."

"Uh, what do you mean?" Octavian asked innocently.

"Spill it," Leo said. "You stole Percy's spot."

"How did you - oh, of course," Octavian said darkly. "You weren't in the Underworld when I did the magic!"

"Well, at least we don't know about you flirting with the girls," Jason said innocently.

Octavian sighed. "Yeah. At least you - wait, what?!" He visibly paled.

"Yeah," Leo said, catching on. "At least we don't know how you and Percy's stepfather overcame your torturer to get magic."

Octavian was getting paler every minute.

"At least we don't know how your plan effects everyone but Hades," Frank added.

"At least we didn't send Annabeth to Hades to bust you for doing it," Leo said.

"Oh, wait," Jason said, as if he had just remembered he had left the oven on. "We did send her - with proof."

"W-what proof?" Octavian stuttered.

Over the course of their "at least's", the three of them had slowly surrounded Octavian. He just seemed to realize that he was trapped.

"Just a video," Leo said. "A video of you spilling everything."

"I never . . ." Realization hit his face. "The girls. I never should have trusted them."

"Yeah, about the girls," Jason said casually. "Why did you dare Piper to kiss you?"

Octavian looked so scared, Frank guessed that he might've peed his pants.

"Look, I-" Octavian started.

"Save it," Frank said. "You're toast."

Octavian cowered.

"I this is all quite . . . shocking," Jason said, summoning lightning to his hands.

"Guys, if you don't do this right, I may have to . . . fire you," Leo said, making his hands burst into flames.

"Stop it, guys. I can hardly . . . bear it," Frank said, turning into a bear.

"Ugh, just attack me already!" Octavian begged. "These puns are killing me!"

"Party pooper," Leo pouted.

"On three," Jason said. "One."

"Two," Leo said.

"Thr-" Frank began.

"WAIT!" a new voice cried.

Too late to change directions, Frank barreled right through the person that stood where Octavian had moments ago.

"PERCY!" they all cried.

He smiled weakly from the floor. "Hey, guys."

"Percy, I'm so sorry!" Frank said, turning back into a human and helping Percy up from the ground. "I didn't mean to - well, I did, but -"

He was cut off by Percy's laughter. "I'm fine, big guy. That kind of tickled, actually."

Leo's jaw dropped. "A full grown bear knocking you over tickled?"

Percy shrugged. "More or less. So how are you guys?"

Typical Percy. "Fine, you?" Frank said, knowing he would lie.

"Fine."

Give Frank a point!

"I'm just a little dizzy," Percy continued.

Then he proceeded to collapse onto the floor, making Frank feel even worse.

Annabeth chose that moment to burst through the door. "Don't hurt him!"

Great, Frank thought. Let's all punch Frank in the feels.

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