JASON

Jason and Piper had just finnished decorating cabin one, remembering to leave behind some tinsel for the chariot/sleigh, and he was now making final preparations for tomorrow.

"Percy? Percy? PERCY?" The son of Poseidon finally snapped out of his trance and stopped fiddling with whatever was in his pockets.

"Yeah?"

"You know the plan for tomorrow right?" Call him a perfectionist, but Jason didn't want anything going wrong, and how wrong can it go with ten powerful demigods flying around in the middle of the night?

"Yes Grace, I know the plan. We are meeting Thalia at the bunker at 6 30 to decorate

the chariot which she is bringing. Will is bringing Nico to the there at 7 giving us thirty minutes. We are then gonna fly around for a bit, hopefully without getting killed then land back at the bunker ready for breakfast. Ta-da." Percy ended with his trademark jazz hands. "Hey, Jase?"

"Don't call me that, Grace, Superman and Sparky are bad enough but NEVER call me Jase, ok?"

"okay, sheesh, keep your hair on Blondie, can I call you that?"

Jason didn't even honour that with a reply, he just stared at Percy like do you really think calling me Blondie is a good idea?

"So, not Blondie?" Percy guessed.

"No seaweed brain, not Blondie."

"Seaweed brain, really? couldn't you come up with something a tiny bit more original than that."

"What do you want Jackson?"

"Jackson? Its a little better, at least you didn't steal this one from Annabeth."

"What do you want?"

"To be excused Oh Great Roman One," Percy replied with a sarcastic bow in Jason's direction.

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THALIA

Okay, Thalia thought to herself, you can do this. But she couldn't do this. She sat behind the wheel of the moon chariot, ready to pick up her brother and their friends, but she couldn't get over her fear. She thought back to an experience a few years ago when she had been driving the sun chariot, if you could do it then, she told herself, you can do it now. But that had been different, Apollo had been there just in case she did anything wrong, this time she was on her own. She thought back to a time before she had been a tree. Her mother driving along a dangerously fast road, well over the alcohol limit, her mind clouded up and one false move sent her on a one way trip to Hades. Thalia started hyperventilating. Stop it she scolded herself, you are ccompletely sober, that is not going to happen to you.