A/N: Hello, my dearest darlings! Well, there's a greeting for you. As always, it is great to be back and I couldn't be happier with the support I have received. I am super excited to see your reactions for this chapter, because I am fairly certain this is my favorite. I think it started a little better than it finishes, but I'll let you be the judge of that. Anyways, these next, like, ten months, bear with me. I start school in two days. Yay. In case you can't tell, I'm not excited. Updates might get a little slower, but I will definitely let y'all know before I make any changes to the schedule. :)

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The next breach we went through...we still don't really know what happened. Everything was pretty normal (for breach travel) and then it changed. It felt like we were moving faster, but rather than traveling in a straight line like we had been before, we were twisting and turning inexplicably.

We...may have...popped out in some mortal's bedroom.

The girl was sitting on her bed, I assume completely nonchalantly before we arrived, and staring at the screen of a computer. Just before we were tossed out of the breach, we could hear her mutter, "I don't know...I think maybe I need to give Barry a bigger role…"

Well, she freaked out pretty fast. Although, not in the way I would've expected.

I was looking for a little fear, maybe a "Who the Hades are you?!" That wasn't what we got.

When the breach swirled open and deposited us on the floor in front of the girl's red, white, and blue bed she immediately jumped to her feet, her height slightly diminished by the curving mattress. As she gathered her feet under her, the girl pulled a ballpoint pen out of her pocket and held it in front of her the same way I do with Riptide.

She narrowed her eyes at us, an expression that was supposed to be threatening on her face until she looked down and realized what she was holding.

"Styx!" she cursed. "Every time! How many times do you have to tell yourself, Ranger? Go for the real weapon first. Not some two-cent ballpoint pen that you wrote Riptide on!" She held onto the pen but snatched up the heavy dictionary that sat on her low bookcase. "I will destroy you with the power of...of…" she trailed off as she took in who was standing in front of her. "Holy Poseidon…"

"Look, I can explain," Barry said as he stepped forward, hands in the air.

If it was even possible, the girl's eyes widened even more. She gasped and slowly drew her head back as she stared at him. Then, the storm came loose. "Holy Poseidon holy Poseidon holy Poseidon!" she cried as she jumped up and down. "It's the Flash, it's Barry Allen! And Percy and Annabeth! Oh my gods, this is the best day of my life!"

The three of us exchanged nervous glances. How the Hades did this girl know who we were? Why did she reach for a ballpoint pen, like I do? Why did she curse like a demigod?

"Um, I think you're thinking of someone else…" Barry started, but the girl interrupted him with a wave of her hand.

"Don't try to put me off your identity, Barry," she said with a conspiratorial wink. "I've known you were the Flash since before you did - which," she interrupted herself, "doesn't make much sense, but if you look at your timeline, since I watched The Flash first and then went back and watched the episodes of Arrow you were in, I technically did."

"Uh…" Only one person may have said that, but we were all thinking it.

"Besides," the girl continued, "I've watched every episode of The Flash at least twice, including season three which," she gulped, "oh, gods. I need to stop thinking about the season finale. Ooh, maybe I should update Flapression, or at least edit Flashitus… But not now. And Percy and Annabeth, I am such a huge fan! But you might have already figured that out," she added, blushing. "I kind of...write Riptide on all of my ballpoint pens hoping they'll turn into swords. No such luck yet. (A/N: This is true. I actually write Riptide or Anaklusmos on all my pens and stare at them for at least two minutes, capping and uncapping them, and waiting for them to turn into swords.) I'm - well, I'd love to tell you my real name, but there is no way I am not putting this on FanFiction later and I don't want everyone to know my name, so just call me Ranger. But, ah - not that it isn't great to have you - what, exactly, are you doing here? It's almost like…" her face suddenly paled as she stared down at her computer screen. "But it can't be…"

Before the girl could start babbling again, Annabeth asked, "What did you mean about putting this on FanFiction?"

For the first time in our brief acquaintance, Ranger seemed to run out of things to say. "Well," she started as she fished for words desperately, "on this earth, the three of you are all...fake. Percy and Annabeth, you two have a book series and, Barry, you have a TV show. Well, technically there are Percy Jackson movies, but they butcher the story so bad - hold on a second." Ranger turned away from us and drew back her arm like she was about to hit us. We took a nervous step back, but she just turned and whacked a volleyball hanging from her ceiling. "Death - to - you - Chris - Colombus!" Every word was punctuated with a whack. "Anyways," she continued, her hair in her eyes, "those don't really count."

She paused for another moment, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "And, you know… I like to write, but every once in a while it's hard to come up with original ideas so I," she cleared her throat, "I think I may have accidentally written you into my world. See I'm writing this story and - oh, I can't tell you that. It'll spoil your future."

I arched an eyebrow. "So, you're crazy."

"Oh, you don't believe me?"

All three of us shook our heads. "No."

"And where are your parents?" Barry asked.

"Oh, they're at work. And since you're finding it so hard to believe me, I'll prove it to you." We had just enough time to wonder how when Ranger suddenly called, "Newt, could you come here, please?"

We heard quick, pounding footsteps as someone ran down the hall yelling, "SUPERSONIC PUNCH, BABY!" (A/N: This also actually happens in real life. My sister really likes to charge down the hallway screaming "SUPERSONIC PUNCH, BABY!" before jumping onto the couch.)

Gradually, a young girl came into view. She looked about ten or eleven and had one fist extended. She had her head down, and barreled into Barry before she even realized that there were other people in the bedroom. Her momentum was completely absorbed by Barry, who didn't even take a step back. This "Newt" was quite skinny and had very little muscle on her.

When Newt saw what she had run into, she stared intently at the red material before her eyes slowly traveled up to Barry's masked face. "Real supersonic punch, baby," she breathed. The she spread her arms and looked up into Barry's face. "Do it to me!"

"No!" Barry exclaimed in surprise. "You will die if I do that. Not to mention I'll break all the windows in your house."

Newt stuck her tongue out at him before she saw Annabeth and I and her eyes widened even more. "It's...it's...oh gods, can I see Riptide?" I just ignored her.

"Barry, Percy, Annabeth, this is my little sister, Newt. Newt, I think you know who these three are," Ranger introduced. Then she laughed. "That's funny. If I had phrased that a little differently, it would've been like in season one, episode sixteen "Rouge Time" of The Flash when Captain Cold introduces Golden Glider to you," she said with a nod to Barry. Then her voice deepened, to imitate this "Captain Cold," I assume. "Lisa, Flash, Flash, Lisa." Newt nodded at her sister like, I approve.

I shook my head. "This is not happening. Barry, shouldn't Cisco have opened another breach by now?"

"Breach?" Newt asked with a glance at her sister. "Hey, it's almost like that story you were writing…"

Ranger drew her hand across her throat in the universal sign for, Quit it, or possibly, Kill them. I was more inclined to believe she was trying to convey the former.

Then Ranger cut in before Barry could answer. "Well, if I'm right - and in this case I probably am - then he actually can't, well, not yet." She stopped for a moment and took a deep breath. "Gods, I sound like Felicity."

"Would you mind speeding through all the fangirl nonsense and get to the actual information?" Annabeth asked cooly.

Ranger and Newt smiled radiantly at exactly the same time and Ranger finally said, "I just got insulted by Annabeth Chase. The Annabeth Chase and - oh." She remembered that she was doing exactly what Annabeth did not want her to do. And trust me, doing that is a very bad idea. "Um, anyways, if your timeline is true to the one I'm writing for you, then you just tried to get to Earth-38, which'll be fun. But, I think maybe Cisco got tired and lost you in the middle of trying to connect you to the other world, 'cause this world is uncharted. Not like there's no number assigned to it, it's literally supposed to be impossible for any of you to get here."

"How long are we gonna be stuck here?" I demanded. "We don't have time to just hang out."

Ranger stared at me expressionlessly, unimpressed. "You do realize that you were planning on taking a vacation on the Ranger's Apprentice earth until Halt and Will shot at you, right?"

I stuttered out something along the lines of "What? Noooo…"

"Well," Newt said, clapping her hands, "if they're gonna be here for a while, I know something we could do." She smiled evilly, the expression mirrored perfectly by Ranger. Seriously, that was starting to get creepy. And evil grins were never a good sign.

"I like the way you think, Newt," Ranger nodded.

"I hate the way you think, Newt," Barry grumbled as the five of us settled onto Newt and Ranger's couch, Barry still clad in his suit.

"Shut up, Barry," Ranger said absently as she stared at her laptop screen. "It's only...forty-four minutes long. You'll survive."

"Not with these two." Barry jerked his thumb towards Annabeth and I.

"Hey!" I protested. "I resent that. Come on, it can't be that bad."

Annabeth nodded in support. "Yeah. Stop being such a baby."

Barry just rubbed the heels of his hands into his eyes and groaned.

I settled back into the soft leather backing of the couch and wrapped an arm around Annabeth as the TV screen suddenly changed from its previously colorful nature picture to black. The only thing that stood out were the little while letters at the bottom, which read The Flash: S1 E1: Pilot. After a second, I noticed Newt and Ranger smiling fondly at Annabeth and I.

"What?" I demanded.

They both sighed. "We're seeing Percabeth right in front of us," Ranger answered happily.

Then the TV started up, and we were shown an overview of a city. Barry's voice rang out from the speakers.

"To understand what I'm about to tell you, you need to do something first. You need to believe in the impossible. Can you do that? Good."

Annabeth and I chuckled as Barry shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Oh, yeah. We could believe in the impossible. We lived it.

"You see that red blur? That's me. That too. There I am again! My name is Barry Allen. I am the fastest man alive."

"Way to out your secret identity, Barry," I snorted.

After that statement, both Ranger and her sister narrowed their eyes at the screen. Ranger tapped the pause button on her computer and turned to Barry.

"You say that at the beginning of every episode, but there's only one where that's true."

"Well, in seasons one through two," Newt corrected her sister. "Technically, in the third season-" she broke off as her sister glared at her. "Oh, right. Timelines."

Barry rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly. "I can't honestly say that at the beginning of every episode."

"Oh really?" Ranger asked. "Here let me just…" She pulled up what appeared to be the script for the TV show and, sure enough, Barry said "I am the fastest man alive," at the beginning of every episode except for one.

Newt nodded. "Even after Zoom literally said," her voice deepened to a rough approximation of Zoom's voice, "Never forget. I am the fastest man alive." Then she coughed, her vocal chords unused to the raspiness of his voice.

"Whatever." Barry sounded miffed. "Just play the show, would you? Let's get this over with."

We watched the rest of the show and laughed quite a bit, which embarrassed Barry to no end. The worst were probably the scenes where he was very obviously into Iris and she was completely oblivious. Even worse than that was that it actually happened that way. Ouch.

At many points, all three of us stared at Newt and Ranger when they quoted a conversation from the show perfectly, right in time with the actors.

"What?" Ranger looked us up and down. "It's important to have hobbies."

"Mm." Newt nodded. "Season two, episode six."

"That's right."

Newt cocked her head. "Isn't that also a line from the show? I can very clearly picture Harry saying that."

"Okay, that one was unintentional."

Eventually, the credits rolled and the theme song played (which was quite catchy, if I do say so myself), ending Barry's misery.

"Never again," he moaned. "Never again."

Unfortunately, that was the beginning of our misery. And by our, I meant mine and Annabeth's.

Once the credits were over, Ranger shut off the TV and dashed to her room. When she came back, she was holding a tatty blue-green book. On the cover was...oh, Hades. It was me with the Minotaur hand in my left hand and Riptide in my right. At the top, the words The Lightning Thief were embossed in gold.

My eyes widened in fear. Well, not really fear, but just...apprehension. "Please tell me I don't start it with something like "My name is Percy Jackson, and I am the...unluckiest teen alive," or something."

Ranger flipped to page one. "No. Not really."

"I could just speed-read that, you know," Barry interjected.

"Yeah, but then they don't get to understand your pain," Ranger responded. "Besides, Newt likes it when I read to her, and this is a wonderful book."

Newt rested her chin on her hands and blinked at her sister with big eyes. Annabeth and I sank farther back into the couch, like a hermit crab receding into its shell. Hey, that wasn't a bad simile. Well done, Percy.

Ranger cleared her throat and began reading. "Chapter one. I Accidentally Vaporize my Pre-algebra Teacher."

Barry raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Oh yeah," I assured him. "It turns out she was actually some monster that was gonna kill me for stealing Zeus's master bolt - which I didn't do - and then-"

"Ahem," Ranger cleared her throat again. "That's why we're reading the book. Don't spoil it."

And then the torture began.

After being forced to relive every embarrassing thought and idiotic decision I had made on my first quest, Ranger finally decided that was enough. By that time, we had been in her house for several hours.

"So…" I started uncomfortably. "What now?"

There was a creaking noise as the wooden front door opened at the other end of the house.

"Styx," Ranger breathed. "Mom."

All five of us started panicking a little. In my experience, moms did not like it when a bunch of random strangers showed up in their house. The fact that Barry was dressed like someone going to ComiCon didn't help matters.

"Hello, girls," Ranger's mom called. "Did you guys have fun while I was gone?"

"Uh...yeah," Ranger answered slowly as we searched desperately for hiding spots.

"What did you two do?"

"Oh...we, uh, watched a show, read a book together, and I did a little more writing."

"Good." Ranger's mom walked around the corner and peered into the room. Her eyes fell on Annabeth, Barry and I almost immediately, and she jumped. "RANGER OF OLYMPUS!" she shouted. Well, she actually used Ranger's real name, but I promised I wouldn't put it in here, so… "WHO IS IN MY HOUSE, AND WHY IS HE DRESSED LIKE THAT CHARACTER FROM THAT TV SHOW?!"

"What are we, chopped liver?" I asked. Well, that was insulting. Sheesh.

"Um, I can explain, Mom."

Of course, the breach would decide to pop into existence then, and not five minutes ago.

"Just get out of here," Newt whispered as Ranger engaged her mom in a verbal battle. "Ranger and I will take care of this."

We weren't about to argue, so we left Ranger and Newt explaining just how three fictional characters came to life and why a dimensional breach had popped into existence in their living room.