Me: Thank you for the reviews. Lovely, amazing, fantastic, inspirational as always.

Also: Thank all you guys who helped me with the Annabeth's brothers' names question! It really helped me write this chapter. :)

Lately I've been toying with the idea of deleting Forever the Hero© completely and continuing All This Time© into a longer story.

But then I remember my addiction to FF and wonder if I'll still be into writing anything for a long time after my three month break. If you know what I'm talking about (cough- Musicismyblood- cough) then I would love your opinions. It's been over a year since I started All This Time©, and I feel as though my writing style has changed.

For better or worse, that is the reader's opinion.

Just a thought.

This is: Pen and Paper

Bobby, Mathew

Summary preview: A letter for a genius.

"What are you doing?" Matthew, my twin brother, asked me as he walked into my room.

I glanced up, eyed the iPod in his hand, and debated if I could get away with just ignoring him.

"If you don't answer me, I'm going to go identical twin on you for a week."

And there goes that plan.

"I'm writing a letter."

This was apparently enough of a cause for Mathew to widen his eyes and walk over towards me.

"Who the hell writes letters anymore?" he demanded, peering over my shoulder. I rolled my eyes.

"Our dear, loving, older sister. I tried to ask her why she just didn't Iris Message us like she does dad, but she said something about the Mist twisting the image into something that would make my head explode. Or something. And since she is a demigod, she doesn't like using phones more then necessary. Which, in turn, means no texting. Very short phone calls." I explained, tapping the my pen against my bottom lip.

"Whoa." Mathew replied looking between the pen and paper.

"Yeah."

"So what's so important that you had to search down a piece of paper, borrow a pen from Dad no doubt, and likely buy stamps and envelopes? I mean, Annabeth is a genius, but few things warrant that kind of dedication." Mathew questioned, picking up the piece of paper so he would be able to see it better.

I snatched it out of his hands. "Stop that. And besides, why can't we try to talk to her aside from the few times a year she stops by, usually with that Percy guy? We are her little brothers after all."

Mathew gave me an thoughtful look. "You're right. I should probably talk to her about that. I mean, I know she doesn't like Mom all that much, and although Dad's a good guy and he's kind of awkward around his demigod daughter, she really should come to see us more often. I like Percy well enough, so I don't care if she brings him."

"You, my twin, are completely right. Go find paper and when I'm done with this, you can have the pen, so that you can inform her of this. I'll put your letter in the same envelope with mine when you're done."

"Got it. I'm off to find paper." Mathew told him, before leaving the room, door still open.

I sighed, and rolled my eyes before starting to write again. I could yell at Mathew when he came back later. For now, my attention was solely on the pen and paper before me.

Me: You know why I wrote this?

Because apparently Mathew and Bobby were so unimportant, that they don't even have a character person on the search list in the PJO category.

It fairly irritated me. I mean, even Lou Ellen has one and she hasn't spoken yet!

So take that, PJO world.

Thoughts?

Next Chapter: Can You Hear Me?

~ Anna/ Booklover98