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This is: Test

Continuation of the Tower and Traps story! (Has anyone else notice I only use T chatpers? ;)

I don't own PJO.

Thalia, Percy

Summary preview: Foolishness previously untested.

Four months later... (six months since the end of Tower)

I am usually a kind person.

Okay, scratch that. I usually am a person who can mold to my situation. Like, hiding in a hidden tower with a locked up prince for instance. Or having a heart-to-heart with said prince, in the middle of the night during a thunderstorm for another.

But being spotted in the middle of a heist, being only inches away from my target so that said prince could interrogate me?

That was going to far.

"What the Hades are you flupping doing here?" I hissed, glaring at the devilish son of Poseidon and Queen Sally.

Percy Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Flupping? What the hell is a flupping? Better yet, who says 'flupping' with a straight face?" as if to prove his point, Percy's face broke out into a huge grin as he used air quotes.

"You're sidestepping the question. Last I heard, you were still locked up somewhere."

"Ha. 'Locked up somewhere'. Careful, daughter of Zeus. Out of context that could very well mean that I was locked up in a mental facility. Which, of course, there is nothing wrong with that. I'm sure there are worse places. Still, what does it say for you that you are dancing with a person that needs to be locked up for the public safety? Ruins your shaky reputation, doesn't it?" Percy countered with a wink.

"You're a bastard." I sighed, and resigned myself to yet another long game of word dancing with Percy.

"Correct, though that could count as cheating, since I already told you my parent's weren't actually married."

"What do you want?" I asked bluntly, my gaze flickering back towards the entire reason I even bothered to risk coming out of hiding.

"Ah, ah ah. That is definitely cheating."

"When the hell did we establish rules to our random word games? And why do you always pop into my life after months of me not even hearing about you? And what is with your sudden fascination with word games?" I demanded, stopping in the middle of the dance, ignoring the questioning looks I was getting.

A narrowing of the eyes was all I got before Percy winked again and passed me off to someone beside him.

The guy now in front of me seemed to shimmer and had short, sandy blonde hair.

"Lovely to meet you, Miss Thalia Grace. My name is Hermes. Perhaps Percy told you about me? You have my vote." the god Hermes inquired, laughed, and spun me to a different dance partner.

"What the hell..." I muttered under my breath, and looked up at the guy I was now dancing with.

Percy again.

"Did I seriously just meet Hermes?" I questioned. Percy frowned.

"Is that who he told you he was? No. You just met the son of Aphrodite. Justin or something."

A twitch of the face and Percy's form shimmered to a guy with the actual blonde hair.

"Ha, no. That was Hermes. I think. Hades, it could have been Zeus himself for all I know. I lost the other gods to the crowd awhile ago. And for some reason, all of them are feeling a bit sadistic today. All of them have MPD right now, and half of them will curse you if you give them the wrong answer. Blame Percy. The idiot injured their egos earlier. Sorry that it happened to be on your evaluation night." the- god?- apologized with a fond note in his voice while insulting Percy.

"Umm... ? Okay? What the heck is even going on?"

"You may have heard of Hera. Overprotective and dangerous. Stepmother of myself, Artemis and quite a lot of the Olympians for that matter. Heard about how you hang out with Percy sometimes and are a child of Zeus. Called for an evaluation of your character so she could decided whether or not to kill you. Don't make that face. I'm serious. Hera's weird like that.

"Percy freaked out, as even he knows that you have to be better then perfect if you want Hera to like you, and as a daughter of Zeus you already have a huge strike against you. Anyways-"

"Wait." I interrupted. The blonde god raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything. "If you have to be better then perfect, how did Percy get on Hera's good side?"

He shrugged. "I have no idea. One day she hates his guts, the next she's like a mother hen, worrying over whether or not we should move him to a 'more comfortable tower' or something. There are theories that he attacked her mother instinct, or that he just flat out told her off, and made her listen. I don't know, and I am fine with not knowing."

"It's so like him to do something like that."

He laughed. "It really is. Anyways, back to the whole Hera-wants-to-kill-you-and-Percy-veto's-the-idea. He- Percy- came up with the idea of us visiting you in person to judge you then. Hera is, as you probably know, the hostess of this little party. Don't steal the diamonds. Jason gave them to her after he died. Bribed Hades, if I recall. Yes, I saw you earlier. We all did. Strike two, Miss Thalia Grace. Try and find the real Percy, when this is all over. Good luck. You have my vote."

And then the music stopped for a moment and he was gone.

I blinked, narrowed my eyes, and scanned the room for Percy. From what I could see, he wasn't even here.

And dammit. I never got the gods name. Ugh.

I turned on my heel and stalked off to a wall. I leaned against it, and took a deep breath.

"Are you meditating?"

My eyes snapped open and I saw a little girl of about seven years old with auburn look up at me, questioning. I smiled down at her, then shook my head.

"Head ache. Guys are jerks, you know? Never get involved with them. Not in friendship, or in romance, or in freaking dancing. They're all idiots." I told her, ignoring how pathetic it was of me to lecture a seven year old about guys.

The seven year old grinned. "Well done, Miss Thalia Grace. If you ever are looking for a chance to fight in my Huntress army, come find me. You have my vote."

Then she was gone as well, leaving me utterly confused.

"Did I just hear that you gained the approval of Artemis though your shared hate of men? How sad. You could have had such a cute relationship with Percy too. Oh well. Too late now. You have my veto, Miss Thalia." a woman's voice said to my left, but by the time I turned around she was gone.

"WHAT THE FREAKING HADES? DO YOU GUYS JUST DISSOLVE OR SOMETHING? AND DID YOU SERIOUSLY JUST VETO ME BECAUSE A SEVEN YEAR OLD TOLD ME THAT I HAD HER VOTE?" I yelled. The music abruptly stopped, and the guest were openly staring at me.

A low chuckle could be heard from across the room.

"Oh, screw you all. YO, MUSICIANS! PLAY THE FLUPPING MUSIC!" I yelled at the band people, and slowly they started to play the waltz.

I hate the waltz.

"We've been over you're odd use of the non-word 'flupping'. It really is an odd combination of letters."

"Screw you too." I snapped, smacking my hand against what I hoped was the actual Percy's chest.

"You would like too."

Yes, this was the real Percy.

"Nice meltdown earlier. Don't take Aphrodite's veto to heart. She has this weird possessive streak when it comes to mortals she likes. Myself especially." Percy told me.

"You really need to stop hanging out with the gods. They all seem psychotic. It could be rubbing off on you."

Percy opened his mouth to say something when yet another Percy walked over to us.

"Dad? Why do you-? Never mind. Evaluation. Right." the second (and real?) Percy said, sighed, and then gave me a weary smile.

The -fake?- Percy beside me shrugged. "It was informative." was all he said. Then his form shimmered and Percy seemed to age before my eyes, before he stopped around 35.

"You have my vote, Miss Thalia. Perhaps you can keep my son from doing reckless things like being around 'psychotic' gods."

And then he was gone too.

"I seriously thought that was you that time. I mean, he even had your responses down. I- gods, I hate you right now. It would have been so much easier to just let them kill me. At the very least, I wouldn't have a pounding headache."

Percy slung his arm around my shoulders. "If it makes you feel better, that's all the gods you have to meet. Hera was going to veto against you anyways, Dionysus hates everyone, Ares is just going neutral, Hephaestus doesn't care- I don't really think he likes me all that much- Zeus is in favor just because you're his daughter, you met Athena weeks ago; that old woman you helped with gathering her things? That was her. She likes you well enough. Demeter is visiting her daughter, and Hades doesn't get a vote because the gods are stupid like that sometimes."

I rolled my eyes. "They aren't participating in this stupid test? Thank gods. No. You know what? I think I might revert to a different religion."

"A demigod believing in a different kind of god? Oxymoron. I'm proud of you."

"Thanks." I said in a deadpan voice and Percy laughed.

"Just be happy I talked them into letting you live. Six votes, four neturals, and two vetos. You get to live. You're love life might be absolute crap from now on, but Artemis is always looking for new members. Just don't forget to visit me." Percy joked, linking his arm through mine.

"Way to make this about you, you lost prince."

An eye twitch and a sudden forced smile. "I've told you, royalty never gets lost. The world just changes it's path into unknown patterns."

"You must have had a horrible childhood, if that is the kind of upbringing you had."

Percy snorted, before breaking out into laughter. "Thalia, you are seriously awesome."

"I know. Now come on. People have finally stopped staring at me, and I want to dance."

"You're wish is my generous way of thanking you through actions. You better know how to waltz, Pinecone Face."

"Stuff it, you kelp brain idiot."

Me: I know I could have done so much better. I really really really think I failed at their sarcastic relationship (compared to what I've done before) but maybe that's just because Percy (the real one) is barely in the chapter.

My sarcastic vibe I used when working with them is dead right now so this is the best I've got. :/

Next chapter: Drink

Thoughts?

~ Anna/ Booklover98