Green: CHAPTER TWO! *cheers* Vio, say something, cuz I'm bored.

Vio: Me too. AMINAMANAMANAMANAMANA. There's something fun for everyone to say! :D

Green: … BANANANANANANANANANANANANANA! Oh, yeah, we have some OCs in here. Sophie, Tori, Mandy, and Clara. Clara's Sophie's little sister, and Mandy is Tori's little sister.

Disclaimer: Own PJO we do not. Own Yoda we do not either.

Chapter Two: Stuck in the Middle

"You little punk! Get the Hades outta here!" There went Clarisse. It was amusing to see the hero of Olympus run away from a daughter of Ares - though he is the god of war.

Percy was currently running for his life. That shaving cream was a mistake…

When he ran into the lake.

Clarisse was still running, and couldn't stop. SPLASH! They were both in the water.

Thankfully, Percy was fast enough to get the current to steer him and Clarisse out of the lake.

The current landed them at the edge of the lake. Percy stood up, perfectly dry, and brushed off imaginary specks of dirt.

Clarisse, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky. "PERSEUS JACKSON. THERE IS SUCH THING AS AN AIR BUBBLE THAT KEEPS PEOPLE WHO AREN'T IMMUNE TO WATER DRY."

Percy shrugged good naturedly. "I forgot?"

"Yeah, yeah, sure. You - yes, you, Percy Jackson - look at me - are going to pay." Clarisse pulled out her dagger and charged.

Percy flicked his hand and sent the roaring water into the sky. He stretched out his hands, concentrating hard, molding the water into giant-sized hands. With great strain, he moved the hands, and grasped Clarisse in them.

"Dude! Unfair, much? Don't worry, though. This ain't gonna stop the almighty Clarisse!" She laughed boisterously, and ate a french fry. Wait, what? Where'd she get that? Now Percy wanted a french fry.

Percy frowned. "Now who's the unfair one? YOU GOT A DAM FRENCH FRY. HOW?!"

"I have my ways. Besides, it was soggy. It fueled my burning hatred for you."

"But but but…"

"But what?"

"If it was soggy… how could it have 'fueled your burning hatred' for me? 'Cause soggy and wet things can't burn…"

"Well, we're gonna let it burn, burn, burn."

"..."

"No comment? I didn't think so." Clarisse smirked. "The great hero of Olympus is speechless. I have succeeded in humiliating you."

"Oh, no you didn't." Percy snapped his fingers in an elaborate 'S' formation, head movements combined. "I was just displaying my awesome refusal to make commentary."

"So they all say. Seriously, Prissy? You lack originality."

"Gods, I am the son of Poseidon, the first in quite a while. How can you say I lack originality? I find myself plenty original and different."

"Says the guy who looks and acts quite a bit like Harry Potter."

"I'm surprised that you actually read that series."

"Annabeth. Need I say more?"

"Actually, I would be quite fine if you kept your mouth shut for the rest of eternity."

"Nope."

"Aw…"

"And besides, if I did, who would the children of Ares look up to?"

"Um…"

"Exactly."

"I was going to say that they can look up to me. I am a star model." Percy striked some poses.

"Yeah, sure. Pardon me, but can you release me from this watery grip so that you and I can have a proper conversation?"

"Fine..." He released his control over the water hands, and allowed Clarisse to drop to the ground, soaked to the bone in lake water.

Clarisse glared a death glare at Percy, obviously intensely angry. "Oh, you wanna go?" She said quietly, angered out of her wits.

"We've been going."

Clarisse shook her head, obviously irritated. She charged towards Percy, her soppy wet feet making a slurping sound every time they left the ground.

And they began to fight. Sometimes, Percy would have the upperhand, and other times it was Clarisse, but overall, they were evenly matched.

Then, in the midst of battle, a hero arose, stepping through the cloud of dust.

"HI! I'M MANDY! I'm here with my sister and friends. I'm new! Can you tell me where to go?" A girl with long black hair asked, smiling, revealing two crooked buck teeth.
Instantly, the fight stopped, revealing a very confused looking Clarisse and Percy.

"What the Hades?!" Clarisse cursed. "Hey, new kid! Now's not the time. Come again later. I need to kill this guy first." She said, jabbing her thumb in Percy's direction.

"But Tori said to make new friends…" she jerked her thumb towards another girl who looked around 12 or 13 years old.

"Oh my gods, Mandy, I said friends that were your age…" The girl, Tori, looked mortified. They didn't look alike at all, as Mandy was huggable, and Tori was not.

"Um, Sophie… help?" Tori turned to her friend, who looked around the same age.

"No. I have my hands full with Clara here." Sophie pushed a little girl around the same age of Mandy, maybe seven or eight.

"Gods, thanks, bestie. You're so helpful."

"I know, right? I'm just too awesome." Sophie and Clara looked somewhat alike, most likely sisters. Black hair, black eyes. That, though, was where the similarities ended. Sophie was wearing sweats. Clara was more fancy… ish. Tori was wearing the same style as Sophie, and Mandy was wearing a turtleneck and sweater - way too hot for the summer.

"Um, we're still here, you know…" Percy said awkwardly, watching their 'friendly' exchange.

"Wow, way to make things less awkward," Sophie turned towards him.

"Not my fault," Percy whined.

"Or is it?..." Tori trailed off.

Clara tugged at Sophie's sleeve. "I want food! I'm hungry. Can I get some chicken?"

"..." everyone said, just standing there.

Sophie and Tori immediately made a llama with their hands and opened its mouth up and down.

"Awkward llama," they said together. Then they looked at each other.

"Great minds think alike!" They laughed.

Awkward this was. For Percy and Clarisse.

Green: So, just a hint - you may see Sophie, Tori, Mandy, and Clara in our later stories! I kinda like the idea of them. And expect more OCs! We have lots of ideas… :D

Vio: I personally find this not too awkward. Well, not as awkward as the next chappie will be. :D Also, when I wrote down the chapter title, I was planning to do like three people sitting on a bench, and the two people on the sides starting a conversation, and the person kinda awkwardly leaning forward so the two people could talk. But, that would've been too short, so yeah...Review?

Green: I don't get why people ask for reviews or threaten to abandon a story if no one reviews. It's not like your life depends on it, and it falls to the reader to decide whether or not they wanna review. Who agrees? :D Anyway, bye! *disappears in a flash of cookie-scented lightning as it starts to rain cookies*

Vio: Meh, I didn't threaten. I just asked :P