A/N: Alright, time for our annual thank you's!

Here are those reviewers who have my everlasting gratitude: dawn54321 (who has reviewed nearly every chapter), Just Little Old Me (who I forgot to add to the last chapter, sorry!), sdada, Lmb111514 (who has been a great author friend), IkutoisSmexy, PrincessSerenityforever21, Lady Elena Bella Petrova, Swimmer girl, connie22, and Kiransomers.

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SWIMMER GIRL: Some gods know while others don't. It's not really hard to see that they're in a relationship plus, if you read then deleted scene, the Olympians know but in this case, some of them don't care and so, forgot (coughcoughMr. Dcoughcough).

Thanks so, much to all of you. Before we all forget, I've already done WILL SOLACE, CONNOR and TRAVIS STOLL, and CHARLES BECKENDORF. Just a reminder for myself and possibly to you, readers who took the time to read this. Now, on with the chapter! And please don't blame me if the characters seem too OOC!

ONE MORE THING: There will be a lot of love in this chapter… I don't know why though. O.o -_- ^_^

Clarisse La Rue, daughter of Ares:

Two swords clashed against each other, causing a few sparks to fly off of them. Clarisse huffed in annoyance as her own sword was being pushed nearer to her by her own father. Ares smirked in triumph as his own daughter started to sweat more.

"What's the matter Clarisse? Can't keep up?" The drakon slayer glared at the war god before retreating to catch her breath. Unfortunately for her, Ares was on a roll. He immediately slashed at her, causing Clarisse to dodge and retreat once more. They kept on doing this for a few minutes, Ares never going his daughter time to rest and Clarisse just barely dodging her father's sword. Ares growled in annoyance. His daughter should be fighting back! Not dodging his blade like a coward. He grit his teeth and his nostrils flared in disgust.

"FIGHT BACK! Fight back you cowardly girl! I should have picked one of my sons to come here if I had known we were going to spend a day with you." Clarisse flinched noticeably though she didn't mean to. There was her own father, wishing her brothers were her instead of her. Clarisse was strong but inside, she was crying. After all, to her father, she would always be second-best, never strong enough to earn her respect. He doesn't even know, Clarisse thought. He doesn't know how hard I trained just to be able to go here. I had to challenge Sherman for this opportunity! He doesn't know how many injuries I received just to be able to come here.

Clarisse growled in frustration. She hadn't realized she had stopped moving until a sword flashed before her, nearly decapitating her. Her eyes widened before instinct took over and she jumped backward, rolled on the ground and shot straight up with a glare sent to her father.

"I thought this was a friendly battle, a play fight." Clarisse shouted. Ares got a wicked gleam in his eyes. "There is no such thing as a play fight." He said with eyes narrowed. Without warning he charged at Clarisse again. This time she was a little too late and Ares managed to cut her in the cheek. She retreated backward as Ares landed blows on her, or tried to at least. He swung his sword at Clarisse's head again but only managed to cut off a small handful of her hair. The two stopped and observed the damage. Ares stared at the fallen bits of hair uninterestedly but Clarisse was different story.

"You cut my hair." Clarisse said slowly, her hand gripping her sword so tightly her knuckles were turning white, her eyes never leaving the strands on the ground. Ares raised an eyebrow, obviously bored. "So what?" He asked. Clarisse blinked and looked at Ares. "You cut my hair." She said even slower. Ares' eyebrows scrunched together, not getting why his daughter was getting so worked up over a few strands of hair. Then she glared at him so intensely, sending chills down the war god's spine and making him take an involuntary step backwards. Her glare promised pain.

"Nobody… cuts my hair and gets away with it." Clarisse charged at a speed which the war god was not ready for. He tried blocking but was unsuccessful. In a matter of minutes, Ares had cuts all over his body and he was sweating profoundly. This didn't bother Clarisse at all though. She kept on attacking the god, never giving time to rest. Her eyes held anger inside them.

"C-come on now, Clarisse. T-this is a friendly match remember? Just a play battle." Ares tried to reason out with his daughter. He received another bone chilling glare and would have bolted had it not been for his pride as the war god. War gods and goddesses never back down from a fight, NEVER. So when Clarisse took a step toward him, he took a step back.

Clarisse smirked as she started for him. She watched as her father swallowed hard and could see the fear in his eyes.

Pathetic, she thought. He's supposed to be the war god and he's cowering in fear at his own daughter. Then again… He really shouldn't have cut my hair like that. It took me months just to make it this long. Father or not, war god or not, he WILL pay.

Without a second thought, Clarisse ran towards Ares, striking blows at him all around. Ares staggered and Clarisse took it as an opportunity and kicked him in the face with her foot then sent him flying with a roundhouse kick into a marble pillar. The pillar crashed into another pillar until all 12 pillars crashed down. It buried the god in rubble. Clarisse blinked and the anger she felt quickly washed away and looked at her handy work in awe and fear.

The arena had slashes on the ground as well as drops of blood, both red and gold. Then the pillars, once mighty and supported the arena, were now on the floor, some cracked, some still in one piece, while others were… not so lucky. Clarisse gulped and assessed the damage.

"Oh gods… What did I do?" She looked around before shrugging. She returned the sword inside the weapon shed a few ways off near the arena. Then she started whistling as she walked back to her room, enjoying the scenery and ignoring the forming crowd near then arena. Some of the minor gods were trying to get Ares out of the rubble.

All the fuss and Clarisse just watched from afar. That'll teach him to cut my hair with his sword. Then she went on her way to see what the others were doing. She recalled hearing someone cry for help but… maybe it was just her imagination.

Silena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite:

Aphrodite let out a small squeal when Silena walked out of the goddess' personal walk-in closet, wearing dark skinny jeans, designer shoes, and an original pink blouse that had a small white sash tied around her waist. She was wearing a baby blue headband that emphasized the blondness of her hair. She wore a bracelet on her wrist and had a bit of lipstick on. The daughter of Aphrodite faced her mother and let out a small but dazzling smile.

"Well, how do I look, Mom?" Silena asked. Aphrodite smiled brilliantly before responding. "You look wonderful, dear. There's absolutely no doubt you are my daughter!" Silena blushed at the comment. Aphrodite then proceeded to flashing the two of them into her garden.

The garden took Silena's breath away. Left and right, there were columns of roses in different colors. Red, Pink, Blue, White, Purple, you name it, it's there. There was a fountain in the middle of it all, with a statue of Aphrodite herself on top. Just a few ways behind the fountain, under a vine-covered glass roof, was a swing. No, not the kind you see in the playground. This swing was like those you see in the park, where couples sit on it and rock the chair slowly, while romantic music was playing. Out of everything in this garden, the swinging chair fascinated Silena the most, not because it could move, but because of the designs on it.

The chair was carved from dark red mahogany, looking as if it was varnished. The backrest had small flowers intricately carved in it. There were roses, sunflowers, orchids, hyacinths, and what Silena thought was a Chrysanthemum. The armrests looked like vines woven together and solidified even more. The bar holding the chair to the pole itself looked like it was made of only vines. There were even a few rose buds growing on it.

Aphrodite saw her daughter staring at the chair in awe. She a small laugh at her daughter's face. "You like it?"

Silena raised an eyebrow at her. "Like it? I love it! Who gave it to you since I'm sure you wouldn't buy furniture." Aphrodite gave a small smile, one with regret in it, and led Silena to the bench where she sat down gracefully. "Hephaestus gave it to me. He made it to commemorate our wedding." Aphrodite said this with so much disgust that Silena leaned away, surprised at her mother's tone.

"Mother? If I may ask, why do you always cheat on Lord Hephaestus?" Aphrodite was so surprised that all she could do was blink. She stared at one of the growing rose buds on her armrest. She gave a sigh before waving her hand over it, all while Silena was watching her.

Almost immediately, the flower blossomed and an image appeared above it. The image started moving and turned into a video of sorts. It showed a man and a woman, sitting under a tree, obviously having a picnic but both weren't talking to each other. Silena and Aphrodite frowned at what they saw. Aphrodite made eye contact with her daughter and winked at her. Then she snapped her fingers once and the couple in the video started looking at each other and blushed. The goddess snapped her fingers again and this time, the man started to talk to the woman, although awkwardly at first. It looked like the scene was in fast forward.

With another snap of her fingers, the couple finally kissed although on the cheek only. Aphrodite smiled again before waving her hand through the image. The rose returned to a small flower bud.

To say Silena was impressed would be an understatement. She never knew her mother could do that. The love goddess gave a small sigh before turning to her curious daughter.

"I don't really know." Silena titled her head in confusion.

"You don't know?" she confirmed. Her mother only sighed in defeat. "Isn't that a bit selfish of you, mother?" Aphrodite stared. It was one thing to be called selfish, but to be called that by your daughter, well… it kind of hurts. Aphrodite frowned. "Why do you say that?"

Silena realized what she said and blushed. "D-don't get me wrong, mother. I just think that maybe… maybe it's time to stop cheating on your own husband. I mean, he's tolerated you for who knows how long now. The two of you are sharing a broken marriage! Seriously, mom. YOU ARE A LOVE GODDESS! Don't you think it's time to start loving a man who actually likes you for who you are and not for your looks? Just look at this swing we're sitting on. Hephaestus made it for you! As an anniversary gift, no less! Has Lord Ares given you anything other than physical pleasure?"

Silena stopped for a moment to breath before continuing. "You should give him a chance, Mom. Just because he's not best charmer here on Olympus doesn't mean he doesn't have a good heart. Just look at Charlie! Sure he's not the cutest guy at camp but he's got skills others don't. He sees me for who I am. He sees me as Silena, not some Aphrodite girl. I don't even know why I'm telling you this! UGH! He's just so… so… ARRRGGHH!"

Silena started crying, not bothering that her make-up would get smudged. Aphrodite looked at her daughter in sadness before enveloping her in a hug. The love goddess stroked Silena's hair and muttered encouraging words, sometime using her charm speaking abilities.

Aphrodite let Silena cry on her shoulder, knowing full well the pain that accompanies love. Silena calmed down after a few minutes.

"Love is a mystery inside each person." Silena looked at her mother in wonder. "It brings us pain and sorrow, but most of all, it brings us joy and comfort. Comfort in knowing someone has accepted us for we are; joy in knowing you belong in someone's arms, one that will hold you till the end of time." Silena smiled. People may think my mother is dumb, but that's what love does to her. She's actually pretty smart underneath it all.

"Are you alright now, Silena?" said girl nodded.

"Here's some advice for you: tell the boy how you feel immediately. Don't let him get away until he's given you an answer to your feelings. Don't make my mistakes, always running off with Ares or some other mortal guy. One thing I do know though about mortal affairs…" Aphrodite looked at her daughter before her, now 14, before continuing. "… It's that out of all the affairs I've had so far, the one I regret the least was the one with your father. After all, the result is sitting before me, all grown up and in love." Aphrodite smiled lovingly at her favorite daughter who returned it.

The two stared at the garden in comfortable silence.

"Mother?"

"Yes, Silena?" Silena looked at mother through the corner of her eye. She didn't see the slut people think she is, nor the woman Athena thinks she is. No, Silena saw a grown woman who has much expertise in love, one who has experienced it multiple times. Silena Beauregard saw a mother, the one she always wished Aphrodite would be.

Aphrodite stood up from the bench and looked expectantly at Silena who stood up immediately. "Come on, Silena, it's time we get relationships going, and possibly repair those which have broken. That IS my job after all as a love goddess. "

The two walked off towards the armory, where they knew the people they love and who love them are. It was, indeed, time to patch up two love stories.

While walking Silena sure of two things: 1) The "talk" had gone terribly wrong; and 2) She'll confess to Charles Beckendorf of her love, whether he likes her or not and for some strange reason, she knows he'll accept her.

Katie Gardner, daughter of Demeter:

Katie Gardner's been through too many things ever since finding out she was a half-blood. She'd fought hellhounds, dracanae, and other monsters. She's put up with pranks from the Stoll brothers for 3 months now. She was also told by the current Cabin 4 councilor that she was doing the best in the entire cabin.

Katie woke up to see the sun (or more precisely, Apollo) had already begun its journey across the sky. She rolled her eyes when she saw it make a small loop, unnoticeable to mortal eyes, but if you've got godly blood in you, it's not hard to see. She looked outside her window to see Lord Hermes run out of the armory (which was pointed to her from the tour on the day they arrived on Mt. Olympus). It looked like he was being chased by… bees?

"Does that happen to everyone here on Olympus? I really hope not. It's just probably the Stolls again. Honestly! Even on Olympus they STILL prank people. Out of the citizens here, though, why did they choose their own father? *sigh* I will never understand those two."

Katie slipped her shoes on and went to fields on Olympus where she surveyed the land. It was good and soft enough for planting but there was nothing growing. Katie frowned at the soil.

"Why isn't there anything planted? There should be at least a few fruits here like strawberries. They can survive in any climate when handled by godly power." She kept muttering to herself and didn't notice that Demeter had shown up until the goddess placed her hand on Katie's shoulder. Katie jumped and turned around quickly, ready to punch whoever was behind. You could imagine the shock he got when she realized it was only her mother.

"Katie, dear, why are you here in the fields?" Demeter asked. This caused the camper to be confused. "Why wouldn't I? Aren't we going to do your duties today?" Katie became thoroughly confused when she saw Demeter smile in amusement. "It's winter, Katie. Crops do not grow in this season. So, instead of planting fruits, you'll meet your sister. Well… your half-sister." Katie blinked. "I've already met all of my half-sisters. Unless, of course, she's… talking… about…" Katie's jaw dropped.

"Y-you're telling me I'm going to meet…"

"Yup." Demeter chirped happily. "You'll be meeting Persephone. My poor daughter is cooped up in the underworld. It's been so long since I've last seen her. She hasn't been able to meet any demigods lately either. In fact, you'll be the first of my children to meet her! Isn't this just wonderful?"

Without waiting for a response, Demeter grabbed Katie's shoulder and teleported to the throne room inside Hades' palace in the underworld. There, Persephone, goddess of springtime, was lounging on her throne, trying (and failing) to make a silver rose grow. She sighed when the rose merely wilted. Katie hid behind Demeter as a precaution. She didn't know how Persephone treated demigod children of her mother. Demeter cleared her throat which caught Persephone's attention immediately.

At the mere sight of her mother, Persephone's eyes looked brighter and her skin looked like it had more color. Her aura seemed much livelier and she started to smile. The goddess rose from her throne and ran to meet her mother.

"Hello there, mother."

"Hello there, my darling kore. Why don't you seem happy? Hades isn't here." Demeter frowned while looking at her immortal daughter. "Have you been eating your cereals" Persephone smiled yet rolled her eyes. "Yes, mother, I have." The goddess of spring caught sight of Katie who was awkwardly shifting from foot to foot. Persephone raised an eyebrow at her mother who just gave her a smile.

Demeter cleared her throat and stood behind Katie, placing her hands on the demigods shoulders. Demeter grinned at Persephone before introducing Katie. "This is Katie, your half-sister. She'll be spending the day with us since I don't have any duties anymore for the entire day." Demeter gave Katie a slight push towards her daughter before turning around and headed out of the room. "I'll leave the two of you to get to know each other, then. If you two are done, come to the kitchen, I'll be baking cookies." Then she proceeded to the other side of the door, quickly closing it, leaving Katie and Persephone to their own devices.

~ ~ ~changing to Katie's POV~ ~ ~

OK. So mom just left me and my immortal half-sister (who probably doesn't like me) all alone, inside a creepy throne. I repeat. I am alone in a room with Persephone! Wait… that sounded weird. UGH! The Stolls are getting to me! I stared at the door which Mom left through and I didn't have the courage to start a conversation with a goddess. Actually, the silence was a bit comforting.

I started to shuffle from foot to foot again. Darn my ADD/ADHD or whatever you call it. I was staring at a small crack in the wall next to the door when I heard my sister speak.

"You can sit down, you know, sister." I was so surprised that all I did was stare at Persephone. Stupid right? I mean a goddess talked to me and all I'm doing is staring at her. She must think I'm rude or something. I wonder what Joseph and the rest of the cabin is doing right now… GAH! Stop it ADHD!

"-ie? Katie? Katie!" My head shot up when I heard my name and saw Persephone standing or rather crouching in front of me. I saw relief in her eyes when I responded. "Huh?" Persephone stood up straight and waved it off like it was nothing. "Sorry, Lady Persephone. I didn't mean to ignore you." She just smiled at me in understanding. "It's your ADHD isn't it? And there's no need to call me Lady. You're my sister after all. I bet you don't call your other half-siblings Lord or Lady now, do you?" She ended her question with a small smile forming on her lips and an eyebrow raised.

I grinned at the thought of calling Joseph, lord or at calling Miranda, lady. Worse would be calling Travis that. HAHA! Lord Travis. It sounds so ridiculous I can't keep it in. It was too funny so I ended up giggling out loud, Persephone must think I'm some sort of lunatic.

No I don't Katie. It would be rather funny to call my other siblings lord or lady. Do tell me though, who is this Travis?

I was surprised to say the least and well… I landed on my bottom quite unceremoniously, with my eyes going wide and my head whipping around, searching for the owner of the voice. Persephone who was back in her throne watched me in amusement. "You do know that gods can read minds, right?" I turned my head to Persephone who had a smile on her lips and looked like she wanted to laugh out loud but was too nice to do so.

I felt myself blushing. Persephone leaned toward me with curiosity in her eyes. "So? Are you going to tell me who this Travis fellow is? He seems to have an impact on you, dear sister."

I was supposed to keep my mouth shut but the mere mention of Travis made my blood boil. I still remember his latest prank on my cabin or more specifically, on me. I sat on the chairs which Persephone graciously conjured for me. "Well, to start off, Travis is this really annoying son of Hermes who loves to prank me…."

And so for the next hours and a half, I told Persephone about Travis. Connor too! Persephone waited patiently and laughed alongside me when she heard about what I did to Travis. Heck, she even got mad when she heard about the chocolate bunnies on the roof. She thought Travis and Connor were hilarious and, being the great sister that she is, she told me a few ways to get back at them. She probably learned all those paybacks from spending too much time in the underworld with Lord Hades. Oh well.

Persephone told me about her life here in the underworld as well. She told me about turning Alecto the Fury into a dandelion once. Hades had been laughing for days! Who knew the lord of the dead could have a sense of humor. We continued like that until I had told her every prank the Stolls have done to me and until she told me all about the embarrassing things that happened to Lord Hades and her whilst they were here.

In the end, it became more of a sister-bonding day than mother-daughter. Hmm… I wonder if mother thought of all this. Speaking of mother… I wonder if she's still baking.

~~~meanwhile with Demeter in the kitchen~~~

The goddess of agriculture was already baking her 75th batch of cookies when she checked the clock and sighed in irritation once more.

Why aren't those two coming yet? It's been five hours and it's nearly time for lunch! I've made a LOT of cookies too! That's it, time to go check on them.

Demeter removed the last batch of cookies from the oven as well as her apron before heading to the throne. She was about to open the door when she heard laughter inside. Curious, she opened it a bit and saw her two beloved daughters laughing like best friends and trading stories. Demeter smiled at the two and closed the door, making sure her presence was unknown to them.

I guess I could give them one more hour. This is, after all the only time they'll be able to spend together… unless… *Gasp* I just got a BRILLIANT idea! Not only do I like it, but I'm sure Hades, Persephone and Katie will agree to it. I can't wait for tomorrow now! Alright, time to make some of my rare cakes for those two.

A/N: It's DONE! This chapter has over… 4,100 words! I'm so happy! Did any of you notice how the stories for the girls are longer than those of the guys (from the previous chapter)? Well, I did! Thanks for reading and please be kind enough to leave a review if you'd like. Also I need a bit of help: who would you want Thalia to spend time with, Zeus or Artemis? And what about mini-Annabeth? Would you like her to spend time with only Athena or with future Annabeth and Percy (with Poseidon too)? Your choice! Please vote. I'm too lazy to make it a poll :p Review if you can! This author's note just made this chapter turn into a 4,300 word count!

-magicdemi