AN: keep the reviews coming! this is a longer chapter. I don't own Tangled or PJO! I am not adding the song fully to this one. It would take too long. Also sorry bout the late update

Annabeth put her paints back into her paint box as she got very excited. She had just finished her latest painting of the floating lights on her birthday. Pascal was perched on her shoulder as she flew about the one-room tower.

"This is it. This is a very big day pascal." Annabeth said to Pascal with a giggle, "I'm finally gonna do it. I'm gonna ask her." Just then a sing-song voice came from the ground under the window.

"Annabeth! Let down your hair!" Mother Hera called from the ground.

"It's time!" Annabeth said excitedly. Pascal chattered something to her that only she could understand. "I know, I know. Come on don't let her see you." Annabeth hid pascal behind a curtain as she went to retrieve her mother.

"Annabeth, I'm not getting any younger down here!" Hera called again, impatiently.

"Coming mother!" Annabeth called back as she slung her hair over a hook above the window. She let the end of it fall to the ground. Hera made a loop at the end and stepped into it. Annabeth pulled her up and soon Hera was sliding over the window sill. "Welcome home mother." Annabeth said with a smile.

"Oh, Annabeth, how you manage to do that everyday with out fail. It looks absolutely exhausting." Hera said dramatically. She cupped Annabeth's cheeks and Annabeth smiled.

"Oh, it's nothing." She said slightly out of breath.

"Then I don't know why it takes so long." Hera said poking Annabeth's nose with each word. Then she laughed as Annabeth's smile faded, "Oh, darling I'm just teasing." Annabeth chuckled uncertainly. Hera went to go look in her large mirror and began seeing if she was getting older.

"Alright, so mother, as you know, tomorrow is a very big day," Annabeth started, but Hera cut her off and turned Annabeth to face the mirror.

"Annabeth, look at that mirror. Do you know what I see? I see a strong confident, beautiful young lady." This made Annabeth smile, but Her a just pointed at the mirror image of Annabeth and said, "oh, look you're here too." with a laugh, "I'm just teasing. Stop taking everything so seriously."

"Okay, so mother I was thinking tomorrow-" Annabeth started to say but Hera cut her off.

"Annabeth, mother's feeling a little run down. Would you sing for me dear? Then we'll talk." She said tiredly, while examining herself in the mirror and not liking the warts and grey hairs.

"Oh, of course mother!" Annabeth said as she rushed to set everything up. She pushed a large plush chair into the middle of the one-room tower and set up a stool in front of it. She then sat Hera onto the chair and handed her a brush and a section of her hair. She then sat down and sang rapidly,

"Flower gleam and glow
let your power shine,
Make the cock reverse,
bring back what once was mine.

Heal what has been hurt,
change the fates design,
save what has been lost,
bring back what once was mine."

She sang so fast, her golden hair didn't have time to slowly glow but it flashed and Hera turned young so fast that her hair flew up. She cried out in protest, "Annabeth!" But the girl didn't listen and kept chattering on.

"So mother, earlier I asked if tomorrow was a pretty big day, and you didn't really respond so I'm going to tell you, it's my birthday!" Annabeth said quickly, not pausing for a breath. Hera just shook her head in denial, making Annabeth's cheer crash slightly.

"No, no, no can't be. I distinctly remember. Your birthday was last year" Annabeth realized she was joking and chuckled lightly.

"That's the funny thing about birthdays. They're kind of an annual thing. Mother, I'm turning eighteen. And I wanted to ask, what I really want for this birthday. Actually what I want for quite a few birthdays..." Annabeth slowly gong into a mumble and fiddling with her hair. Hera interrupted her again.

"Annabeth please, stop with the mumbling. You know how I feel about the mumbling. Blah, blah, blah,...blah. It's very annoying. I'm just teasing, you're adorable, I love you so much, darling." Hera said poking Annabeth on the nose. Annabeth finally couldn't keep it in anymore and blurted it out,

"Oh, I want to see the floating lights!" Everything kind of paused there for a second as Hera processed this then she said,

"What?" acting confused.

"Well I was hoping you would take me to see the floating lights." Annabeth said showing Hera her wall painting from before.

"Oh, you mean the stars." Hera said as if talking to a small child.

"That's the thing I've charted stars and they're always constant." Annabeth countered while pulling out her star charts, "But these, they appear every year on my birthday, Mother. Only on my birthday. And I can't help but feel that they're, They're meant for me. I need see them, Mother. And not just from my window. In person. I have to know what they are." She said desperately.

"You want to go outside? Oh, why Annabeth." Hera said closing the curtains to the window, "Look at you as fragile as a flower and still just a sprout. You know why we stay in this tower, to keep you safe and sound." She said interrupting Annabeth's attempts to speak, "I guess i always knew this day was coming, that you would want to leave me," Hera said dramatically, "soon, but not yet, trust me dear, mother knows best."

"It's a scary world out there," Hera showed Annabeth fake pictures of scary things, "Ruffians, thugs, poison Ivy, quicksand. Cannibals, and snakes, the plague. Also large bugs, men with pointy teeth." She made scary noises in hopes of scaring the naive girl, "Mother's right here, I'll protect you, all I have is one request." she opened her arms for a frightened Annabeth to hug her, " Don't ever ask to leave this tower again." Annabeth nodded sadly.

"I love you very much dear." Hera said lovingly.

"I love you more." Annabeth countered playfully.

"I love you most." Hera said back with a kiss on Annabeth's head.

"Goodbye, I'll see you in a bit my flower!" Hera called as she descended to the ground again for more supplies.

"And I'll be here." Annabeth said sadly. She let her hair swing out of the window and wished upon an unseen star for her life to begin.

AN: there it is. Next chapter is with Percy. Hope you all had a Merry Christmas and a happy new year. Remember that Jesus is the reason for the season! 3