Sorry about the last chapter. I wanted to add Will Solace. Other news in my life: the only other nice book reader in the entire school now thinks I'm a total freak because I asked a question to my friend about BoO whilst we were walking home and she stood there and screamed at me on a public road for a solid ten minutes and then he comes up and looks at us, and then he walks on and you could hear him muttering 'Bloody girls… it was Leo…" under his breath as he walked past.

So, no new friends there.

Thanks for reading this long

-Fezzes at 221b

Zeus frowned down at his state-of-the-art iPad tablet, embossed with a lightening bolt on the back. His brother had nominated him. Great. Well, he was bored and under house arrest now Hera had found out about his latest affair.

Chuck a bucket of water over himself… he wasn't bloody Poseidon but still… it would be good for the public image, he decided.

He conjured a camera and a bucket of water in front of him. Then he increased the size of it, he couldn't be seen using mortal sized items. The end result was about the size of an Olympic (ha see what I did there? No? Eh…) swimming pool. He switched on the camera. Then made it bigger to fit in his 2 foot face (he was godly size) and taller to fit his body.

"I am Zeus," he roared, his palace trembling with his voice, "I am god of all gods, I have killed mortals and I will kill again! This is my Ice Bucket Challenge! I nominate my wife, Hera, my friend Sarah" oh, he did like annoying Hera, "and my brother Poseidon." Then he dumped the whole swimming-pool-sized bucket over his head

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A middle-aged man sat behind a desk, shuffling his papers as the theme music ended. Then, he looked up into the camera and started reading off the T.V in front of him.

"Hello, America. On today's weather, we have massive flooding warnings all over central Manhattan. There may also be thunderstorms and lightening. We advised citizens to stay indoors. The flooding warning is red. Thank you very much. Back to you, Sam."

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"Hey…" Percy said. "Y'know Dad is meant to do the Ice Bucket Challenge?" Annabeth turned and looked at him, "Yeahhh…?" she said slowly, wondering where this was going.

"Well, he wouldn't just go with tipping a bucket over himself, would he? He would go big…"

Suddenly, Connor ran in holding a laptop. He slammed himself down in between Annabeth and Percy who were sitting on a sofa in the Big House, watching TV. He wriggled round for a few seconds, the laptop on his knees jiggling about too much to be read.

"Here, look," he panted, like he had been running. As annoyed as they were, Annabeth and Percy leaned in to see better. Connor clicked a few times and cursed as the buffering symbol came up.

Finally, the video came up and sound blared out from the machine.

"Right, remember the flooding and storms a few weeks ago?" Connor said, as music came out signalling the news starting. Annabeth and Percy nodded. "Well, lookit this."

A middle aged man looked gravely up at the camera.

"There has been much information from across the world of major drought, in many places. Following last month's floods, the water level has dropped drastically, and there has been more rain around China and India, but now, Manhattan is suffering water loss. Please use water when it is necessary, hoses and sprinklers have been banned. Thank you. Back to you, Sam."

Percy bounced about for a few seconds before extracting his phone from the pockets of his jeans. He unlocked it, remembering to cover the pass code from Connor. He opened the Facebook app and searched his dad's username. "WaterGod two-six-four-four" he muttered looking for the right keys. Finally he found it and opened the latest video.

"I nominate Tyson, and triton." Poseidon rumbled, before lifting his hands and all the water, literally all the water in the world, rose up behind him and doused him from head to toe.

The camera cut out.

"Oh."