MOM: Get off the computer! You spend too much time on it! What are you doing, anyway?

ME: Writing fanfics!

MOM: Well, get off!

I can only assume that I don't own PJO because if I did, I would be making money for writing and if I wrote it I would be a gazillionare, and I wouldn't be told to get off the computer.

REALLY?

When I woke up, I was in this room that didn't feel like it was on a boat. I wasn't happy about that. I wanted to be back on the Princess Andromeda. I had all of my demigod friends there. I started to get up but two people came into the room, well, a centaur and a satyr.

"Where the hell am I, and why am I here?" I asked.

"You are at Camp Half-Blood. And you are here to help the gods," the centaur said.

"Well, Chiron, in case you didn't realize, let me put it in dumafied language for you. I. Don't. Want. To. Be. Here." I said.

"Why don't you want to be here?" the satyr asked.

"You abducted me. You sedated me. You haven't given me any food. You shot me with an arrow. Enough reasons for you?" I said.

"The only reason we sedated you is because you wouldn't come otherwise. We need to explain something to you," Chiron said.

"And you couldn't have just told me on the Princess Andromeda, could you have? No! You people who worship Greek myths always have to kidnap someone," I ranted.

"We don't worship Greek myths! We worship Greek gods!" the satyr said.

"I didn't mean only you! Luke kidnapped me too! God! You people always take things so personally!" I said. "Where's my sister?"

"Your sister is here too, she had an allergic reaction to the sedative. She's fine," Chiron said.

"What was in the sedative?" I asked.

"Nothing but chloroform," Chiron said, the satyr had left the room.

"Omigod! She is deadly allergic! You could have KILLED her! God! Why did you use that! You could have held us at gunpoint and it would have been less dangerous for her!" I yelled. "If you EVER do that again, I will personally ensure that Hades sends you to Tartarus!"

"She's fine," Chiron said.

"Let me see her," I said.

He brought me to the sick ward. My sister was there, looking deathly sick. "Oh, God, Brittney! Oh, my God, are you ok?" I asked. I took out the syringe of anti-chloroform and stuck her with it. If it had been any longer than her throat would have closed up.

"Yeah, (cough cough) I'm fine," she said.

"Brittney, don't lie, they could have killed you with that! It had chloroform in it! If I hadn't come when I did, you would have suffocated! If they ever do that again, we will KILL them!" I told her.

"I'm still here," Chiron said.

"I'm sorry. It's just, our dad left and our mom doesn't care about us, she just had us for publicity. Brittney's the only person in the world that I care about. If someone killed her, I would kill them," I said. I was happy with that, it showed them how much I care about my sister, and it's a threat.

"You'll stay in the Hermes cabin for now, until you're claimed," Chiron said.

I went to the Hermes cabin while Brittney was still in the sick ward. She had to stay there for a few hours and I protested until they promised that she could stay with me when she got out. It was four in the afternoon when she got out. We went to archery we got bull's eye all the times but one, and sword fighting, which we both sucked at, and foot racing which we weren't too bad at. Then it was dinner time.

We went to the Hermes table and we gave part of our meal to our dad. The second that the food hit the flames and all of a sudden, the gods and goddesses appeared. They apparently did this for all this for all the claimings. First Zeus stepped said, "It has come to our attention that there are two unclaimed demigods here at camp, we have come to watch them be claimed. Step forward, Charlie Grace Burnette, and Brittney Francine Burnette."

We did. And Apollo stepped forward and said, "These two are mine." And golden bows and arrows appeared above our heads. We went back to the Apollo table. We sat down and began talking with our siblings. The gods talked for a few minutes and then sat at their respective tables. The room was filled with, "Hey Dad!"s and "Hi Mom!"s. I said, "Hi Dad!"

Apollo said, "Hey Charlie, how've you been?"

"Other than getting kidnapped out of our house, getting held on a ship for three days, and then getting sedated and brought somewhere else, aka: here, and finding that the sedative that sedated me and Brittney was chloroform, which Brittney is deadly allergic to, and having to puncture her with the anti-chloroform syringe, pretty good," I said.

"Wow," said Apollo. "I didn't know my kids led such a full life."

"Yup," I said.