Jude was very confused.

The Big Three started yelling at each other, and their shapes kept on flickering. She got a bad feeling in her stomache, and she tried staring at something, anything, to try and block out the shouting. They sounded like three Uncle Vernons, after he came home from the pub late. She just stared at a bowl of water, hoping that the yelling would stop soon when-

SPLOOSH

The water crashed out of the bowl, and doused the Big Three in water, which was a little funny, but Jude just shrank back. They were going to be so mad at her...

Nothing happened.

The gods were frozen in shock. She looked between them as they gaped at her. "Erm... I'm sorry Mr's Big Three, sirs..."

Mr. Hades shook himself a little and said to the other two, "Well, that confirms it two thirds of the way. Now how'd it happen?"

"How did what happen, Mr. Hades?"

Mr. Hades' lips quirked a little as he replied to the four-years-olds query, "How is it that you're the child of all three of us."

The Big Three, her daddy's, didn't figure it out before she fell asleep in her chair. She woke up to them whispering. She was about to get up and aske how long she had slept, when Mr. D came in. "MR. D!" She yelled happily, then she hugged him around the waste. A pretty lady next to him chuckled.

"Dear, I was under the impression that the campers hated you?"

Jude looked at the lady like she was crazy. "Why would anybody hate Mr. D? He gives us all nicknames, and he tells silly jokes, and he plays games, and he welcomes us to camp, and lots of stuff! I like him! So there!" She crossed her arms and stomped her foot for good measure. The woman chuckled.

"Well aren't you sweet. Mr. D is my husband, Jude, so don't worry; I like him too. He's taking you back to Camp Half Blood, okay?"

Jude nodded very seriously. "'Kay. Erm... I got claimed by my daddies, but two of them have cabins, so where do I sleep?"

Mr. D patted her shoulder, "You can sleep in either cabin one or cabin three, whichever you like. Just remember to keep both of them clean."

"Okay!"

As they got into the elevator, Jude couldn't help but wonder something, though, 'What do I call my daddys?'