Hermes decided to stroll around Camp Half-blood to pass the time a little. Sure, we was a busy guy, but he need to take a break once in a while. He turned himself into a teen and passed ofF as another Hermes kid. He noticed one of his kids walking up to an Ares girl. Hermes's eyes almost bugged out. His kids could get hurt! He started to drift towards the training grounds where this was happening. The kid going up to the Ares kids was definitely Chris. Hermes didn't know who the girl was.

Chris hollered. "Hey, Clarisse!"

Now he knows her name.

"What?" Clarisse turned to him.

He smiled at her with a goofy grin on his face. "You ready for our date?"

WOAH. HOLD THE PHONE, DATE? Hermes gaped sat the two, expecting Clarisse to punch him. Instead, she slightly blushed and growled at him.

"Shut it, Chris. It's tonight, I remember. Now go do whatever you Hermes kids do. I have to train these wimps into fighter. "

Chris pecked her on the cheek. "Don't overwork yourself, Clari!"

"I won't."

Hermes was still gaping until someone slapped him in the back. Behind him was Percy Jackson, grinning like an idiot. Jason was trailing behind Percy with an amused smile on his face.

"Hey! I've never seem you here before! You must be a new demigod!" Percy smiled. "Nice to meet you! Join CHBSO!"

Jason laughed and shook his head. "Your adversing is cringe worthy. "

Percy rolled his eyes and smiled at Hermes. "So? We notice you staring at Clarisse and Chris. You ship them?"

"I," Hermes looked down in deep thought. "They are a pretty interesting duo…"

"Good!" Percy grinned mischievously. "Come with us if you'd like to see more…"

Hermes hesitated to follow the son of Poseidon, but decided to follow anyway. He was lead to the Poseidon cabin where he was caught off hard. There was a giant bulletin board on one wall. It was titled "Camp Half-Blood Shipping Organization" with papers and pictures pinned up. Holders with papers were stapled on with weird names on them. There were some with green check marks on them and others with giant red 'X's. The checked ones had 'Solangelo', 'Tratie', 'Jiper', 'Chrisse', and 'Percabeth' on them. Next to the bulletin board was a clipboard with a list of names in varied handwriting. Hermes had to admit, Percy has dedication to his job.

"Me and Jason have start an organization to pair different people into perfect couples. Some have ten successful while others weren't. Camp Half-Blood Shipping Organization, CHBSO, is dedicated to our cause. Different gods have personally helped us. Persephone has helped with Solangelo. Aphrodite, Demeter, and Hermes have helped Tratie finally happen. Many demigods are a part of our organization! We were wondering if you would like to join us!"

Hermes grinned at the guy. "Like to? I'd love to! Now, give me some detail on Chris and Clarisse."

"Don't mind if we do!" Jason grabbed the papers off the Chrisse section and the three sat in a circle.

Aphrodite watched Percy in approval from her special mirror and them looked at her boyfriend. Hermes was learning about Chrisse, but what about him? It was time for her to take things into her own hands. Without ruining her manicure, of course. She turned to Ares and watched him practice swinging various weapons. Soon, he took a quick break, but still kept the battle axe he was currently using. She strolled through the fighting grounds designated for Ares and pecked him on the cheek.

"Ares! Nice to see you," she giggled.

Ares returned the gesture with a full kiss to the lips. "Hey, babe. What're you doing here. You don't really go around my side o things."

She smiled. "I just wanted to mention that one of your kids is dating someone!"

"WHAT!?"

The roar echoed all across Olympus, probably even down the Empire State Building. Ares's passive face contoured into a face of fury and he growled loudly. His battle axe swung around in his hand violently, threatening to chop Aphrodite into little McAphrodite nuggets.

"Why did no one tell me?!"

Aphrodite shrugged. "You never go to my side of things, sweetie. Now, would you like to know who they are?"

Ares glared at the goddess. "What's the price? I know you too well, Aph-babe."

"Nothing!" She smiled innocently. "I just want others to at least become part of the demigod's lives. Even if it's a small bit."

"Fine," he narrowed his eyes. "Tell, me."

She tutted him and waggled her finger at him. "Ah, Ah, Ah! Sweetie, I never said I would tell you! Go down to Camp Half-BLood and speak with Percy Jackson and Jason Grace if you want answers that badly!"

The god of war scowled and placed him battle axe on the bench right next to him. He stretched and used his godly powers to switch clothes. He switched his sweaty undershirt for a clean new t-shirt. It had the Harley Davison's logo on it and a picture of a hot lady on a motorcycle on the back. He flashed on his leather jacket and got on a fresh pair of dark blue jeans. Combat boots with metal tips and the sunglasses were the only things that stayed. He picked up his axe and heaved it onto his shoulder.

"I'll go find the Sea Punk and Sky Wimp."

With that, he disappeared from Aphrodite's view and was long gone. Aphrodite smirked in triumph and looked at her mirror. Percy and Jason were just finishing their explanation of how Chrisse became canon.

The goddess of love purred. "All is coming into plan! Mission: Notice Chrisse, senpai is a go!"

A/N:

Did it! Now, I just gotta do the next chapter XD Thank you for reading, following, favoriting, and reviewing. I love the reviews and the fact that you guys took the time to simply read this. I can't express my thanks in words, I'd never believe people would read what my mind create. BUT Rick Riordan owns the character, not me. Just to remind you guys. :P