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Clarisse POV:

"What's up?" Hermes asked us.

Percy sighed. "You need something stolen, broken or lost, don't you?"

"Yep. My staff has gone missing."

"The one with Martha and George?" I asked.

Hermes nodded. "I want you to find that one, but not right this second. Travis needs a little help, no?"

"He's probably causing World War III, isn't he?" Percy laughed under his breath.

"Travis is actually taking good care of them. Right now they're a little hyper though, so he has three Energizer Bunnies on crack running around the place." the god explained.

"That's not a surprise," I muttered.

"Do you know where they are?" Percy questioned.

"Yes, and I'll take you there right now. Here's the deal though—"

Of course. There's always one little catch.

"You have to search for my staff on your way to the daycare, and take care of Connor. Make sure he doesn't get killed."

"Deal," I told him.

"Good. Now good luck!" Hermes snaps his fingers, and we transport to the woods.

I saw a little tent a few feet in front of us. I could see the silhouette of two people on the couch and two kids wrestling on the floor. Percy and I took a deep breath, and hoped Nico wouldn't think we were the cops.

Annabeth POV:

"I'm boorrreeed!" Connor whined.

I learned that boys are annoying today. Well, Nico and Connor are. They just run around and pretend to shoot each other.

Nico stood up. "I know! We can play superheroes!"

"That's a great idea!" I agreed.

"I call being Batman!" Nico said quickly.

I saw a box of building blocks near our toys. I grabbed them and stacked one on top of another. Connor and Nico stood behind me and watched me build. I smiled at my creation and stepped back. "There, Camp Half-Blood!"

"That doesn't look like camp," Connor pointed out.

I glared at him. "Shush."

I found a couple of dolls in the toy bin. I picked them up. I've played with them a couple of times, but now they could be demigods like Percy! "Hi, I'm Bill! It's a beautiful day at Camp Half-Blood!" I made the other doll start talking. "It sure is, Bill! Let's go learn! Yay, learning!"

Someone towered over me. "Rawr!" Connor had his stuffed animal snake wrapped around his neck. He wore a blanket like a cape. Connor stuck his arms out and pretended to be a zombie. "Rawr!"

The next thing I knew, he had swiped the doll from me, and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Hey!" I screamed. "Give it back, meanie!"

He said something I couldn't hear because he still had the Barbie in his mouth.

"What?" I asked angrily.

He spit out the Barbie. "I said, 'I'm a monster and I'm eating Bill.' I do that."

I took it out of his hand and realized it was covered with his spit. "Ew!" I dropped it on the floor and turned to him. "Don't. Do. That. Again."

He stepped back slowly. I've yelled at him a lot today, and he has learned not to mess with me. This morning he started to make fun of me, so I put glue in his cereal. Travis really should have put that up where we couldn't reach it.

"Anyway," I looked at Nico, who had finally stopped laughing. "I'm going to be Clarisse."

"No. She isn't a superhero." Connor told me.

I hated how he thought that he was in charge of me. I narrowed my eyes at him. "I can be who I want to be," I growled.

"Fine, fine. I'll be…Nico!" Connor decided.

Nico turned to him. "Hey! I wanna be Nico!"

"No! You're Batman."

"No, I'm Nico,"

"You're Batman."

"I don't wanna be Batman!"

"Okay, then you could be…Annabeth."

"No way! She's a girl!" Nico protested.

"You already act like one. What's the difference?"

Nico jumped at Connor and screamed. They both went tumbling across the floor, trying to smack each other in the face.

Travis burst through the door. "What the Hades is going on?"

"Nico and Connor are fighting." I told him as I pointing to the boys.

"I'm going to rip you to shreds!"

"Not if I do first!"

Travis walked into the kitchen and brought out some popcorn. He sat down on the couch next to me and handed me some.

"Aren't you going to stop them?" I asked.

"Nah, I give up. Babysitting is hard."

"I'm not a baby." I pointed out.

"Whatever."

I heard footsteps outside of the tent. Apparently Travis heard it too because he ran to Connor and Nico (who had stopped fighting) and put one hand over each of their mouths.

"Guys, we're here!" I heard Percy's voice say.

My heart started to beat a little faster. I had to admit, Percy was a little cute, but he's too old for me. He's funny and he doesn't treat me like Connor or Nico. He treats me like a friend.

"Percy? Where's Clarisse?" Travis asked as he let him inside.

Something pushed Travis backwards. He yelped and fell to the ground. "Right here, moron," Clarisse snarled, "How are the kids doing? Are they dead? Hurt? High?"

"No," Travis looked at her with a what-are-you-talking-about face. "They're fine. We need to get moving, though."

"Let's eat a meal here and then be on our way, okay?" Percy suggested.

Nico ran up to Percy. "Percy! Percy! I missed you so much! Connor tried to steal my i-tent—no—i-denty—no— what's that word, Travis?"

Travis took a sip of his soda. He was still sprawled across the floor. "Identity?"

"Yeah, that's it. He said he wanted to be, me even though I wanted to be me, so then he suggested that I be Annabeth—but Annabeth's a girl—so I wouldn't let him be me and he got mad and tried to rip my face off!"

We all stopped and stared at him. "What?"

"They got in a fight." I cleared up.

"Oh,"

"You could've just said that Nico,"

"Why be so confusing?"

Percy stood up and volunteered to make lunch. I ran after him, following him into the kitchen.

"What are we having for lunch?" I asked.

He opened some cupboards and peered inside. "Hmm, well, my mom taught me how to make some simple things. We have…mac 'n' cheese, noodles, and chicken wings. What do you want to eat?"

"Mac 'n' cheese!"

Percy smiled and put it in the microwave. We both sat at the table, and he drummed his fingers.

"So, how did you guys escape?" he asked.

"Nico used his powers." I told him. Percy's eyes widened, and I quickly added, "I already know—we all do. Travis explained it to us."

"Oh. Did he, uh, tell you anything else?" he asked nervously.

"Well, no. Was he supposed to?"

"No." Percy said quickly. "You're not supposed to know anything else."

We sat in silence for a moment; the only sound in the room was the microwave.

I still had one more question. "Percy, how did I get to Camp Half-Blood in the first place?"

"We found you all outside of the camp, bleeding. I think a monster attacked you." I could tell by the look on his face that he was lying. "We brought you inside the Big House and took care of you."

"Then why are we here?"

"We need you to help us on a quest," he explained. "You see, there are some kids your age that are trapped. We're going to sneak in, pretend you're our siblings, and save the others. Then we take you back to camp."

I was still confused. "What about our families?"

Percy sighed. "I-I don't know how to explain this. You guys don't really have families. Not that we know of. Only your godly parents, but they're busy."

Tons of thoughts ran through my mind, but one stood out from the rest. I needed the answer, and I needed it now. "Do you even care about me Percy?"

He looked shocked by the question. "Of course, why?"

"You said you're taking us on this quest to sneak us in to somewhere. After this quest, are you just g-going to leave us? Never talk to us again?"

He put a hand on my shoulder. "I'm not going to abandon you, I promise. There are tons of things I can't tell you, I really wish I could though. Once this is over, you probably won't remember it."

"What do you mean?"

The microwave beeped. Percy got up and grabbed some plates. Surprisingly, there was a lot of mac 'n' cheese. He divided it evenly so everyone would get some, and turned towards the door. "Guys, lunch is ready!"

Nico and Connor came rushing in, pretending to be superheroes.

"I'm Batman," Nico said in a low voice. He laughed and said in the same tone, "Clarisse told me I needed to talk like this."

Percy rolled his eyes and Clarisse defended herself. "What? He sounds more realistic now."

We all sat at the table and Travis did something that made Connor gape at him. Travis dumped part of his lunch into the fireplace in the living room. Clarisse and Percy walked over and did the same. Travis then told us, "You guys should probably do it, too. But only a little bit of your lunch."

"But it's mine! Not the fireplace's!" Connor held his plate protectively.

"Connor," Percy knelt beside him. "You need to put some in the fire so the gods don't get mad. Only a tiny bit, okay?"

"But it's mine!" he whined.

"Grow up," Clarisse snatched his plate away from him, and slid some mac 'n' cheese in the fire. She took Nico's plate too, and did the same. "Annabeth, do I need to do the same with you?"

"Nope," I put some in the fireplace and sat back down at the table.

"My life is ruined," Connor said sadly as he picked at the remainder of his food.

"Be quiet and eat," Clarisse ordered. "If you don't I'll make you eat, and I swear you won't like that."

Connor lowered his head and didn't say another word.

"Clarisse is going to be a horrible mom," Travis whispered to Percy and they both laughed.

Maybe Percy was right. Maybe this is my family. I smiled as Clarisse smacked Travis' head. Nico and Connor flung food from a spoon at me. I glared at them and thought to myself, if this is my family, then I'm planning on disowning Nico and Connor as my brothers.