A/N: Hey guys! Again, I really don't have that much to say, except for HAPPY RANDOM ACTS OF KINDNESS DAY! (FEB 17) Well, I updated. My work here is done. :)

Peace out,

~silentwolf111

APOLLO'S POV

"Wake up!" Arty whispered as she gently shook me back and forth.

As if that's going to work. What can I say? I went to bed really late last night, so of course I don't want to get up right now. Good luck, Arty.

"Come on, you need to pull the sun up! Get up!" Arty said, shaking me a bit harder.

For the first time in my life, I want my little sister to just go away.

"GET UP!" Arty yelled.

I didn't move. I let out a loud (fake) snore, and this just seemed to make her more annoyed.

Arty then dragged the pillow out from beneath my head, but still I remained motionless. She scoffed, cursed under her breath, and tried again.

"Apollo," she sang sweetly. "There's a really pretty girl waiting outside! She wants to meet you!"

Nice try, but it's not going to work.

I could tell Arty was getting really frustrated. She shook me even harder, then tried slapping my face.

"Get. Up. NOW!" she screamed.

I snored again, and Arty let out an exasperated groan.

"You are extremely impossible," she said.

As if I didn't already know that. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go back to sleep.

Arty stood there for a few seconds, then started whacking me with the pillow in her hands.

"Apollo!"

WHACK!

"Wake!"

WHACK!

"Up!"

WHACK!

I rolled over to face Arty.

"Apollo isn't here at the moment. Please leave a message after the beep," I muttered.

I cracked open one eye and saw Arty clench her fists.

"Oh, for Zeus' sake, I swear-"

"BEEEEEEEEEP!"

"APOLLO! Would you just get up?!"

"No."

Arty took a deep breath and spoke again, trying not to burst with anger.

"Fine. Have it your way," she said.

She threw the pillow across the room, grabbed my legs, and pulled hard.

"WHOA!" I screamed as I was dragged off my bed and onto the floor. The wooden floor. Meaning, it hurt. A LOT, even for the god of healing.

Arty stood over me and smiled.

"Good morning! Now go pull the sun up before I get Thalia to do it for you."

Ooooh. Definitely don't want that to happen again. Boy, I am not liking Artemis right now.

I stood up shakily, made a face at my sister, and walked out the door. I hopped into my sun chariot and turned the keys, yawning as I soared into the sky. Oh, I have to get her back for this.

My thoughts were interrupted by a shrill scream sounding below me.

"Who could that possibly be?" I said to myself as I stuck out my head and scanned the Earth for a place to park.

I settled on an open field full of flowers. That is, it was full of flowers before I burned a circle in the middle of it. I got out of the chariot and followed the source of the scream, which turned out to be a rather familiar place.

I walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell.

"Aphrodite? Are you all right?" I called.

No answer. Just another scream.

I rang the doorbell again and again, but she still didn't show up.

"Oh, for crying out loud, would you answer the door?" I cried.

Yet another scream.

Okay, that's it. I got ready to melt the door down, gripping the doorknob tightly. To my surprise, it turned easily. Oops. Well, how was I supposed to know she had left it unlocked?

I barged into the house and scanned the room for Aphrodite. I found her in the corner, hugging her knees with her eyes glued to her laptop screen.

"What happened?" I asked.

"AAAAAAAGHHHH!" she screeched, thrusting the laptop at me.

Yep. That explains soooo much.

I snatched the laptop from Aphrodite and looked at the screen. All it was was the review page of a fanfiction she wrote about herself.

"Um, Aph?" I said. "There's nothing wrong here."

Aphrodite stared at me and pointed at one of the reviews.

"SHADOWMASTER!" she cried. "H-he insulted my beauty!"

I smacked my forehead. She freaked out because some random person said she wasn't pretty. Wow. Just… wow.

"Aphrodite," I said calmly. "ShadowMaster has never seen you before. How would he know if you're pretty or not?"

Aphrodite looked at me and her eyes widened.

"He's watching my every move…" she said, her voice growing quieter with each word.

I sighed.

"I don't think he's a stalker. He would have better things to do."

"Like watch my every move!"

Oh my gods. Now I know how Arty felt this morning. Sorry, sis.

"He is not watching you. I promise!" I said.

"How would you know?"

I tried to think of something to tell her that would calm her down. But what do I say? Oh, I know…

"I'm the god of prophecy!" I declared. "The oracle has spoken through my mind! Don't fear, for the prophecy states that ShadowMaster is too busy!"

Aphrodite looked deep into my eyes.

"Doing what?"

"Um… watching Hermes!" I lied.

Aphrodite looked convinced, because she stopped shaking and stood up. This ShadowMaster dude is really asking for it. Targeting someone as sensitive as Aphrodite not one but twice? That's just plain cruel.

I continued to comfort Aphrodite when a thought suddenly occurred to me.

My eyes widened.

"Oh gods! I accidentally left the chariot's engine on!" I cried.

I ran out the door as fast as I could, leaving Aphrodite behind in her house.

I reached my sun chariot, and sure enough, the entire field had caught on fire.

Well, only one thing left to do.

I scrambled into the chariot and drove away as fast as I possibly could, hoping no one had seen me. If anyone asks, I wasn't here!

End Note: Again, not my best work. I promise that the next chapter will be better!