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This is: Traps.

You guys wanted a sequel one-shot to Tower, so here it is!

Recently I have become utterly obsessed with the song Romeo and Cinderella by Hatsune Miku and/or Nodoame even thought they don't sing it in English and the only English version I can find of it is fan-made. But the English version has the right translation and the girl who sings it has a really good voice, so its cool. You should listen to it. Seriously. (No, remusly... virtual cookie if you got that!)

Actually, it is kind of weird... but I have found that it inspires me to actually write non-idiotic things which is good.

And the song is eternally stuck in my mind.

Sigh.

I don't own PJO cause if I did Thalia would be the bestie (not love interest but bestie) instead of Annabeth.

Thalia, Percy

Summary preview: Prince. Psh. He was a moron, not a prince.

Two Months Later...

I walked into my favorite hid-out, and collapsed on the hazardously made bed no even bothering to check my thief traps.

I bit my thumbnail and briefly wondered how Percy was living it up now, but think of him brought up questions of my father and that gave me a very painful headache.

So I stopped biting my nail, closed my eyes, and tried to go to sleep.

And then the laughing started.

I shot up, looked left, and speak of the devil, Percy Jackson was standing against a wall, laughing like a freaking hyena.

"You- you just- I sorry, but thumb-sucking and total lack of observation in a wanted criminal is not something I would have ever thought I would use to describe you, Thalia." he choked out between peals of laughter.

I stared at him, utterly shocked.

"How,- why- what the Hades are you doing here, Jackson? How did you even know where I was going stay? Were you stalking me?" I demanded, standing up quickly, leaning towards the door. Percy winked.

"You are oh so forgetful, Thalia. In its own frustrating way, it could almost be described as endearing. Let me explain this once more. The gods love me. In turn, I know all. It really isn't that hard to comprehend, even if you are a child of Zeus."

I narrowed my eyes. "Did you just insult me through the name of the king of the sky?"

Percy's wicked grin came back. "Well I am a son of Poseidon, you know. I have the whole family rivalry to uphold."

"Is this about the whole your uncle is my father who is your father's brother and since your father is Poseidon that makes the aforementioned father Hades or Zeus thing you hinted at before pulling your disappearing act two months ago?"

"You catch on quick, Airhead."

"Oh my gods, do not call me that. Anything but that."

"Whatever you say, Pinecone Face."

"How did you get-" I cut off and took a deep breath. "You know what? I don't even want to know."

"Smart girl. But no, it is only because you are hiding out in a forest of pine. You try to blend so your face must be pine to blend fully. Pine trees have cones. You're face is the cone hiding in plain sight in the forest." Percy explained, a kind look on his face.

"You know, that was actually kind of deep."

Percy laughed again. "Excellent. I was completely winging it."

I snorted, then sighed.

"Figures. Moving on to the next question in the poorly worded phrase, why are you here and not back at your palace, living it up?"

"Am I not allowed to visit every now and then? Am I not important enough to be in your presence, Thalia? Shall I take my offended pride and-"

"Did you get lost? Because it is totally okay to just admit that you got lost. I would only mock you for every now and then." I broke through his rant with a weary voice and looked at him with a bored expression on my face.

That quickly changed when I saw his red, burning face as he spluttered.

"I do not get lost. A royal never gets lost. The world simply changes its paths into unfamiliar routes occasionally." he huffed finally.

I burst out laughing. "Oh my gods, you are lost! Actually lost! That is rich. And 'a royal never gets lost'? Please!" I mocked before breaking into giggles again. "If I didn't believe that you had grown up with noble pricks before, that sentence certainly proved me wrong."

Percy was scowling. "Whatever." he muttered.

I calmed myself down to give him a wry grin. "I'm sorry to say, you came to the wrong person for a guide. My face is wanted everywhere, especially after I pulled off the golden rod heist, with your help no less. The palace guards would pee themselves in excitement if they saw me willingly near the palace in the near future."

Percy's good mood that had switched to depressed mood picked up a little bit. Bipolar child. "You're right. The new recruits would probably faint in terror or stress. On the bright side, I seriously am not lost. I just... can't go back. You know? Well, no, you don't." Percy babbled.

"I could, you know, if you told me." I suggested slightly. He gave me a suffering look then sighed.

"Okay well, anyways, King Gabriel is a jerk. Hence my earlier living conditions. He married into the family, the fat suck-up. As you should know, my mom was the princess which led to her attracting Poseidon's attention. Huh. That sounds vaguely creeper-ish. Weird. Oh my gods what if-"

"Do you have ADHD?" I asked bewildered at the sudden change in topic.

Percy rolled his eyes. "Yes. Sorry. Anyways, Poseidon meets mom, brief fling occurs, scandalous pregnancy is mostly kept under wraps, quick marriage with the first guy my grandfather thought was worthy so that mom didn't look, you know, bad. So Gabe turned out to be a jerk after Grandfather died, and basically threatens me to make sure that Mom never divorces him. Without me being within his reach though, he really doesn't have anything to threaten her with. And I just really don't want to go back. It sucked living with him. Like, child abuse sucked. I get grounded because I was being rebellious and as you know, snuck out after that. Thrown in tower the next day. Gods, I sound like a bloody girl when I say that." Percy explained.

I wondered if he was saying this so that I would understand, or so that he wasn't the only person with this information. Either way, it was kind of an interesting story.

"Wow. How long was it after you got thrown in tower-prison before you met the gods?" I asked, the thought suddenly popping into my mind.

Percy winced. "About two weeks. I had been a bit... upset over my new living conditions- hey, don't give me that look. I grew up having the castle spoil me.- Anyways, so there I was, upset, bored, and reckless within the first week. I made a promise on the River Styx that if I couldn't get out of the tower by second week that I would meet the Big Three gods." Percy rolled his eyes here.

"I was a bit arrogant, as you can probably tell. Anyways, I never really believed in the gods, even though my mother always told me that Poseidon was my father. I just thought she was ashamed of ever doing that with Gabe so much she deluded herself into believing that. Anyways, lack of belief in the gods, so of course I didn't believe in the River Styx. Lets just say that this was when most of my trial-and-error occurred. After failing my hastily made promise, I woke up the next morning to a few guys in their mid-twenties screaming at each other. And then they turned on me."

My eyes widened in just flat out horror, even though I knew it would have a some-what happy ending.

"You remember my room. Prisoner bed, cold tiled ground, rather large and rather obvious escape through suicide window. Fairly cold at all times. So here I am, sitting on the prisoner bed, when Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades are start demanding what they are doing here and why they can't leave when Zeus suddenly realizes I look at bit too familiar. So he turns to Poseidon to ask if I look familiar to him as well only to see the glaringly obvious similarities. Zeus threw a fit," he continued completely ignoring the suddenly booming thunder, "Hades picked up on what it was over and started making his own accusations in a ridiculous way- don't touch that piece of gold." Percy said suddenly, glaring a chunk of gold that suddenly appeared from nowhere with a wary look.

"Do I even want to know?" I asked, looking at the gold with a hint of longing, but mostly mistrust.

"It's cursed. Right, so Zeus and Hades are throwing a hissy fit,- for the love of yourselves, calm down! Take a truthful insult to your pride ever once in awhile." Percy yelled tipping his head back as it started to storm out side and he was surrounded in a circle of precious gems.

I raised an eyebrow, and Percy shook his head. "The gods have ego issues. Moving on, Poseidon starts defending himself, until he takes a good look at me, then at his only slightly differing form. Then he just sighed and asked me who my mother was. Me, being in the utterly shocked state that I was, immediately insulted him. I refuse to repeat it because he said if I did I would find myself no longer able to have water molecules work in my body and would end up a shrived piece of flesh and dry bone. Either way, it stopped the other two gods long enough for them to be shocked that a human was speaking to them this way. Long story short, they were insulted as well and about to kill me when an Iris Message from Apollo said some total bull that I would be important later and whoever killed me would be cursed or something stupid like that, but it worked. Instead I was given a trial right there in my prison room and only got let off because of Apollo's fake vision swaying the self-preservation that the gods have honed. The end."

I looked back at him in bewilderment. "First: why would Apollo even care? Second: how does this endear you to the gods? Third: WHAT THE HADES IS WRONG WITH YOU? DON'T YOU KNOW BETTER THEN TO INSULT THE BEINGS THAT MAKE UP THE FREAKING WORLD?" I demanded.

Percy had the nerve to laugh. "Excellent points. First: Apollo only cared because he saw that I would help him win a bet against his sister and he needed me alive for that to work. Second: endearment to the gods only came later. You wanted first meetings. Third: I didn't believe in them and at the time was half-convinced that I was hallucinating. Imagine the shock I felt when I fully realized that I had almost died because I had been a moron." Percy explained a little mischievous smile on his face.

"Gods, I don't understand you." I muttered looking down. I saw Jackson shrugged out of the corner of my eye, his smile a little strained now.

"Most people don't. I should probably get going. Thanks for listening." he told me heading towards the door expertly stepping over the cursed gems and ignoring the fact that it was pouring outside.

My eyes snapped to him. "You're leaving?"

"'I should probably get going' tends to imply this, Thalia."

I frowned and decided against mentioning the storm. "I know." I snapped, then hesitated. "But.., I'll see you later right?"

Percy's eyebrows raised. "But of course, Miss Grace. The Fates have wished it so." and then he was gone.

I sighed and lied back down. "Well someone knows how to leave dramatically." I said aloud to myself and could have sworn I heard the wind laughing.

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Yesterday, every story I have (aside from this one) has been placed in; -Discontinued-, -Hiatus-, or -Complete- category.

(For reasons that will not be discussed over or compromised on.)

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