A/N: Okay, so I just got a review from a guest called StillGotTricks who suggested another chapter AND told me how it might go. The idea literally made me cry because I was laughing so hard, so I decided that I'd put it in. StillGotTricks, this one's for you!

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A few days after Leo's first shower incident, the demigods were officially going insane.

"We've got to stop him from doing this," Annabeth said exasperatedly, slamming her hands down on the deck railing. "If I hear 'Mary Had a Little Lamb' one more time, I'm going to kill myself."

"SUICIDE IS NOT THE ANSWER!" Leo shrieked from below deck, which made everyone groan.

"Hazel?"

"Yeah, Annabeth?"

"Can you go check where Leo is, please?"

Hazel complied, running off down the stairs.

"I know it's annoying, but we can't exactly stop him from showering," Jason pointed out. "I have to share a room with the guy, and as much as I love you people, I am not making that kind of sacrifice for you."

"Besides, he'll just start singing in other places." Frank shook his head. "I really don't want him belting out Ke$ha while we're running into battle against the giants."

"Well," said Piper—ever the voice of reason—why don't we IM Chiron? I'm sure he might be able to come up with something."

Hazel came flying back up the stairs, breathing hard. "He just got in the shower now, so whatever you're going to do—do it fast!"

"Okay, okay, jeez!" Piper dug around in the pocket of her shorts, came up with a drachma, and handed it to Percy.

"O Fleecy, do me a solid. Show me Chiron at Camp Half-Blood."

Piper, Jason, and Annabeth looked at Percy strangely, but remained silent.

A patch of mist shimmered in the air, and everybody crowded around so they could see.

They found Chiron in the middle of a war council meeting, with all the counselors crowded around the Ping-Pong table. When the Iris-message appeared, Connor Stoll stopped talking and abruptly sat down.

"Um, hi, everybody," Percy offered.

The room of counselors spontaneously burst into cheers.

Clarisse raised her eyebrows. "Prissy? You're alive?"

"Well… yeah, but that's not the point. Chiron?"

The old centaur looked genuinely pleased to see Percy (as did everyone else in the room), but he nodded. "What is it, my boy?"

"We, uh, sort of have a problem—"

"—and it's driving us crazy!" Annabeth finished.

"We were wondering if you might be able to help us with it," added Piper.

"I'm sure I could help," Chiron said kindly. "What's the problem?"

The six of them looked at each other awkwardly for a long moment. Finally, Frank spoke up. "Well, you see—"

He was cut off by a loud voice from below deck, causing the demigods to clutch at their ears.

"I SET FIRE…TO THE RAAAAAAIN—"

"Agh, what is that?" asked Travis, horrified.

"WATCHED IT POUR AS I TOUCHED YOUR FAAAACE

THEN IT SCREAMED

AND I CRIED

'CAUSE I HEARD IT SCREAMING OUT YOUR NAME

YOUR NAAAAME…"

The voice abruptly quieted down, though it was still audible from below. Both groups were staring at each other in complete, horrified silence.

"I…oh, my," said Chiron after a long pause.

"Yeah," Hazel said quietly. "Leo kind of sings in the shower."