Sorry if this took a while! School's just starting up again, and it's been a liiitle hectic! Anyways, here's the next chapter, and remember that I need your reviews to make things better! This chapter is a little slow, but in the next one things start really picking up, so I promise not to disapoint!

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Chiron's POV

I had no idea what was going on.

My head hurt, my legs felt like jelly, and it appeared that I had been asleep for the last twenty hours. Given the looks of the most of the campers and the fact that Dionysius was missing, something had most certainly happened last night, and I was willing to bet that the TV had something to do with it.

It was a nice TV, a giant flat screen that put most movie theaters to shame. I wasn't sure how it had gotten there, but it looked like Hephaestus had something to do with it, since it had his look of workmanship and no mortal could construct a TV like that.

The screen flickered to life, revealing a shot of Apollo's palace, and a gravelly voice rolled from invisible speakers, proving that this was the work of Hephaestus.

"There was a party of the gods last night, but it wasn't just for the gods."

The screen changed to a shot of camp, and it took me only the slightest bit to realize that it was showing two nights ago, when Apollo had visited Mira, much to my dislike.

"One certain sun god took it upon himself to invite his summer fling, who just so happens to be a demi-god, and he tells her to bring her friends."

Now it's a shot of Apollo and Mira talking after I left them. We see her punch him in the shoulder, which elicits gasps from everyone, and we see him kiss her on the cheek, which makes the Aphrodite girls squeal. I glanced over at Mira, where she was sitting with Annabeth and her siblings, and saw that her face was bright red.

"Plans were laid."

Now it was a series of spitfire snapshots of Mira, the Stolls and Mattey, first conversing in the dark, next passing notes in the Hermes cabin, then of Mattey building the invitations and two devices that I wasn't sure about, Mira asking everyone for outfit preferences, Mira, Annabeth, Rachel and Juniper on the ride to get their 'feminine products' with Argus, them sneaking off to some sort of high-end clothing store, them shopping with a woman I could only assume to be Aphrodite, the Stolls trapping Argus in the cage I had found him in earlier, Mira pouring little pills into brownie mix and giving me the brownies, the whole Hermes cabin raiding a car dealership, Mattey using one of his devices to knock out all the harpies, and finally nearly half the camp climbing into sports cars and driving to Olympus.

They were going to be in so much trouble.

"Dates were chosen, faces primped, and yet when they finally got to Olympus…havoc broke loose."

Now it was a full video-we saw Nico watching out for Connor Stoll as he slipped something into the drink bowl (So he was in on it too? Conspirator…) and Mattey placing the second device and changing a switch to the 'on' position. After he flicked that switch, everyone seemed to start enjoying themselves just a little too much.

"It is at about this time that everyone's memory began to go south, and that's also when everyone started really having a good time."

It showed shifting scenes of dancing, drinking, and frequent glimpses of the campers and the gods engaging in less…appropriate activities.

"But who cares about generalizations?"

At this the camera zoomed up from Olympus, over to Hephaestus's forge.

"Let's talk about specifics."

He gave the camera a devilish smile-this was all so unlike him, I couldn't help but wonder if maybe something Aphrodite had done had set him off. It wasn't uncommon, you know.

"Let's check in on my darling wife's newly demoted second favorite couple-Percy and Annabeth."

Even from their separate tables, I could see them fluster-did no one know what went on last night?

"As you can see, they were all over each other for the entire night…"

At this, something happened, and we were sent inside the film, as if we were being projected into it.

Percy and Annabeth were giggling with each other, holding tight to the other's body, obviously completely wasted.

"Let's go find somewhere more private!" Annabeth, who looked uncharacteristically slutty (where was this coming from? Had Hephaestus's angry bug gotten inside my mind as well?) whispered into his ear. Percy kissed her, and nodded. They stumbled off together, and we followed them as they went, kissing and murdering the whole time, until they found Athena's palace.

"Hey…hey, this looks familiar! Let's go in here!"

"Anything you want, babe."

'Anything he wanted' ended up being sex, which we should have seen coming, and then the screen flashed forward to the morning, when they woke up with groans and the surprise that they were completely naked.

"What the…?"

Annabeth stumbled to the door, a sheet wrapped around her, and she looked outside.

"Goddammit, Percy! We're in my mother's palace!"

"Are you kidding me?"

"No! Let's get dressed and get out of here before she finds us!"

We say a tastefully arranged scene of them re-clothing themselves, and then they were walking out the door when Annabeth put her arm out.

"Wait!"

"What?"

"There's someone on the floor…"

"Well, who is it? Get closer!"

"I'm trying!"

"…..so who is it?"

"Dear gods."

"What? Who is it?"

"It's…our parents?"

They looked at each other incredulously.

"What?"

"They're asleep at the table! It's not like that!"

"What do we do now?"

"Windows!"

"Huh."

"We go out the windows, Seaweed Brain."

"I'm way too hung-over for this…"

They tip-toed back to the room and began to launch themselves out the window. Mira and Nico met them, and we realized that she was wearing his shirt, and that she had a gold chain around her neck.

I looked over at Mira to see her checking under her clothes for the necklace, and finding it. It was a simple gold chain, adorned with one charm- a delicately strung bow with an arrow lodged and ready to fire. She blushed, glanced towards Nico, who was watching the chain on the screen intently, and stuffed it under her clothes again.

"Let's return to the beginning of the night, and Lady Aphrodite's favorite love triangle- Mira, Nico, and Lord Apollo."

Murmurs started up around camp, and Mira went even redder.

"She arrived at Olympus on Nico's arm…"

It showed them in the car, on the elevator, and walking through Olympus to Apollo's palace. When they got there, we saw Lady Aphrodite hug her, and in that hug we saw her do something fanatical with her hands-it appeared that she cast a dust over Mira's head. Once she released her, there was a glazed, dreamy look over her face. We all watched as Nico was distracted while Mira was talking to Aphrodite, then again while she was talking to Annabeth, and by the time he turned back to her, she had been whisked away by Apollo. Then, somehow, it appeared that Nico sunk away into the shadows, and we watched Mira and Apollo dance together.

She was tipsy, he was buzzed, and they were slow dancing way too close for my liking. (I know that I can't control who my campers decide to have relationships with, but this was certainly inappropriate. She was barely of the legal age!) My thoughts didn't last long, as I was physically sucked back into the odd movie that had appeared.

They were giggling in a way that only lovers could, and by the way he was whispering down into her ear and holding her, I had a feeling that it wasn't something they'd want the rest of us to hear. Unfortunately, the camera zoomed in on them and we could hear what they were saying. I expected it to be bad, but they had apparently finished that part of the conversation.

"Come with me."

"Where?"

"Nowhere. Everywhere. I have something to give you."

"I like the sound of that!"

At that they stumbled to the door, grabbed a couple more drinks, and whispered and shared dirty secrets the whole way to a room on the very top floor that we assumed to be Apollo's private bedroom. They kicked their shoes off and flopped on the bed, which was large and luxurious and gold.

"Oh! It's so warm!"

"I'm the sun god, sweetheart. Everything I do is hot!"

"Really?"

"Yes."

She leaned toward him and whispered "Prove it."

"Gladly."

He gave her a smile that made the Aphrodite girls fawn, and then he rolled over on top of her and began to kiss her. It was sped up, but we watched them partially disrobe, and then it blacked out and fast forwarded again. I looked at Mira, disgusted at Apollo's use of her, and noticed that she was just staring, white faced and shaking, at the screen as it showed her fault for the world to see. Next to her, Annabeth was gripping her wrist with a vengeance, and Nico was watching with the same silence as Mira.

We returned to them when they were standing next to each other, clothed again, Mira in her full outfit, Apollo just in the bottom half of his.

"Was that what you had to give me?"

He grinned at her again. 'Well, that was definitely part of it." He gave her another kiss, which she accepted for a little bit and then pushed away. "But this is the rest. Turn around."

She did as he asked, and he latched the gold chain around her throat. "Wow-it's beautiful! Thank you!"

"It's not supposed to be just from me." He wrapped her up in his arms, and we could see her face growing warmer from the heat that we were left to assume came from him. "Zeus wanted to have something signifying that you didn't belong specifically to any god; that you belonged to all of us, so he had Hephaestus make the chain indestructible, and when we feel it's time, we give you our charm to put on it. So there's no jealousy, you know-since we've been hooking up. But I wanted to give mine to you first so…here."

"Thank you, babes."

She gave him a quick kiss, and departed the room.

We watched as Apollo put his hand to his lips, and smiled. A sense of wonder filled the camp. Did Apollo actually have…feelings for her? As in, more-then-just-a-fling feelings? The Aphrodite girls seemed to think so, and I was disgusted with myself for even toying with the idea.

They set up split screen, so we could watch now as Mira walked back into the main room and as Nico got advice from our resident Lady of Love. Mira spotted Nico and grabbed drinks; Nico stood flabbergasted. When Lady Aphrodite walked out, Mira walked in and grabbed him; we saw their entire conversation, from how Mira threw herself at him to how he stole her back from a Stoll.

They were dancing, and we saw them take some shots, though it appeared that only Nico actually drank them.

"Come to bed with me." Mira leaned up and whispered in his ear.

"What?"

"Come to bed with me." This time it was a growl.

"I don't know if that's a good idea."

"Of course it is! Come on, di Angelo."

"Of course, Angel. Anything you want, Angel."

They stumbled away, out the same door that Mira had gone through before with Apollo, and we thought we saw her glance over her shoulder once with a look on her face that looked not drunk at all, but then she returned to Nico, and we were left to wonder. They took a different path and found a smaller but equally luxurious bedroom down a side hallway.

"Come here, Angel."

We had to deal with another scene of Mira kissing someone, this time a boy of fifteen who couldn't be more different from her first partner. By the time they were half-undressed, both in in only their underthings, they had moved to the bed. Mira was giggling like crazy, but she looked very, very sleepy. Apparently Nico, who still had some sort of common sense left, could see that, and so he just lay next to her and they both fell asleep.

We returned to them the next morning to watch the scene, up until when they helped Annabeth and Percy out of the window. The movie then went on to show everyone else in the camp and all of their exploits, which were all very similar in the manner of what happened, but at the end, there was a single scene in which we saw what appeared to be a young boy in the middle of Central Park, his face obscured by shadows.

Three pairs of hands reached out behind him and grabbed him up, and all we saw was his face distort in surprise. I recognized that face. He was a son of Hermes, one of the boys at camp. What was he doing in the city?

We were thrown forcibly out of the video, and with a solemn "Good Night" from Hephaestus, we were back in the real world.

It was dark-the move had taken up at least four hours of our day.

Connor and Travis stood in a frenzy. "Was that Brandon? What happened to him?"

Everyone was in an uproar, but I remembered something that I thought I had forgotten-five other faces turned towards me, and I realized that they had remembered it too.

(To follow the thief in the dead of day)

Rachel stared at Mira, who in turn looked at Annabeth, who flipped her head around to find Percy, who was already up and grabbing Nico. They raced to the Big House, and I left Mr. D, who had conveniently just reappeared, to deal with the campers whichever way he could. I looked at their faces, and at the faces of the Stolls, who came along, and of the frightened face of Tommy, a twelve year old son of Hermes who had raced after us.

"We have a situation."

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