Hey everyone! Thank you for reading this and I hope you stick around for the upcoming not so epic finale that won't be in this chapter. And sorry for the really long hiatus… I had exams. Lots and lots of exams…

The Adventures of a Lovesick Idiot: Just Mess Stuff Up

"You know, for a battlefield, it doesn't look so bad," Percy commented. "But then again, maybe that's because the battle hasn't started yet…"

"So do you think we need a plan this time Annabeth?" Hazel asked worried. Her eyes scanned across the land. Camp Half Blood's chances of winning were beyond low. Their defence was low and the Romans were in a formation that maximised their attack. It was practically hopeless.

"We need an inside man," Annabeth plotted. "Do you think they'll still accept Frank as an honourable Roman soldier?"

"Some would, but Octavian definitely wouldn't," Frank murmured stroking his imaginary goatee, "But I think that I have a plan. We'll need a purple T-shirt and a blonde kid.

This caused everybody to look at Jason.
"No, not him," Frank declined, "Octavian knows he's on our side."

And then everyone looked at Annabeth. She crossed her arms over her chest and gave them all a stare-down.
"No, not her either," he said, "Octavian's fought her, remember? He knows that she's on our side too. Does the camp have any other children of Zeus, Athena or Apollo?" Frank asked.

Everyone looked around to play Spot the Blonde.
"There!" Piper pointed at a mop of blonde hair in the distance. "Is that um… Will?"

"We gotta go get him," Frank commanded. "YOOOOO WILL~"

Will turned with a bewildered expression on his face. He jogged over to the group of demigods.
"Hey guys!" he greeted. "Wait, who are you?" he directed the question to the Romans that he didn't recognise.

"I'm Frank," Frank introduced himself and then pointed to his girlfriend. "And that's Hazel."

"Yo Percy, my man!" Will grinned walking over to the previously missing demigod. They did a bro hug and did some complicated looking handshake. "It's great to have you back."

Frank coughed.
"We don't have time for long reunions," he decided. "Now Jason, swap T-shirts with Will."

The two boys gave each other weird looks and did as Frank said.

"Okay Will, here's the plan. You go in. Tell Octavian that you're a Roman son of Apollo. Try to buy us as much time as possible. Note, that you will get found out eventually but buy as much time as possible," he explained.

Will nodded and walked away.
"Oh wait," he said. "Which side of the battlefield are the Romans on again?"

The anxious demigods waited behind a bush and watched as Will strutted into the enemy base.

"He can pull it off right?" Hazel bit her lip.

"Yeah, he'll totally pull it off," Frank reassured her.

"How do we know he'll totally pull it off?" Percy asked unsure.

"Because you have to BELIEVE~~" Jason sang recovered from his previously unconscious state.

Will lifted the flap of the magenta tent and peered inside before two buff Roman soldiers grabbed his shoulders to make sure he couldn't escape. They dragged him into the tent on his knees while Will had the most bewildered look on his face.

Annabeth frowned.
"Is that meant to happen?"

Frank folded his arms over his chested proudly and nodded,
"Of course, of course, it's all part of the master-plan."

"So what does your master-plan say that we should be doing right now?" Leo asked confused.

"Doing stuff," Frank replied.

Annabeth pursed her lips together.
"So tell me again, why are we not doing that right now?"

Frank was momentarily knocked out of his proud composure.
"Oh right, so Leo, you go mess up their mechanics."

"Roger," Leo saluted before running off towards their enormous canons.

"Annabeth, you go help Leo with his tampering," he commanded.

She gave her boyfriend a quick hug before following Leo.

"Piper, uh… try getting people on the other side to join our cause. Oh gods, we sound like preachers. Hazel, do your thing."

Hazel narrowed her eyes.
"So what's my thing again?"

Frank bit his lower lip.
"Just make the Romans fall into ditches and throw valuable stones at them or something."

"Um… sure, I'll do my best."

"Percy, you create a couple of tornados, a few earthquakes. Make a general nuisance of yourself to the Romans," he demanded. "Haha, so just be your usual self," he joked.

"Got you bro," Percy said, giving Frank a standard bro code handshake.

"And as for you, Jason, go do formation recon."

Jason pushed his gold framed glasses up his nose bridge with his pointer finger while Piper frowned.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," she fumed. "Percy gets tornado-making, Leo gets tampering, Annabeth gets assistant tampering, Hazel gets trap making, I get subtle persuasion, you get bossing us around and you're giving Sparky here, recon?!" Piper shrieked.

Jason widened his eyes.
"No, Piper, it's okay. Formation recon's actually a very important part of the mission. And besides, my powers are very suited to this job because it's easy to do recon if I can see the army formation from above the clouds."

Piper looked at the ground sheepishly.
"Well if it is that important…"

"And you can summon dead stuff Nic-" Frank added. "I mean… Nevermind."

"Okay, we got it," Hazel asked, patting his back. "Let's go do stuff!"

"You'd think that with their humungo forces, one of them would realise that this is totally like immoral and wrong," Leo commented while pulling the red wire out of its socket and replacing it with a blue one.

"Have messed it up yet?" Annabeth asked, twisting the eyepiece to a slightly different angle.

He scratched his head.
"Maybe… I've messed around with some gears but I'm not sure if they're important enough to make a difference."

"Do you want to test it out?"

Leo violently shook his head. He really didn't want to stick around to experience the consequences of a messed up missile.
"So what do we do now?" It looked like there was no way the machine would operate properly.

Annabeth looked over her shoulder.
"We now repeat what we just did, nineteen more times."

Percy giggled like a girl. Creating tornados and earthquakes was just so fun! He looked up to see a black sneaker peeking through the clouds. He smirked. Jason would have to do better than that if he didn't want to be spotted by the Romans.

And on the top of Romans… where were they? It looked like they were all too distracted by the appearance of Will. And the unsuspecting guards were no challenge at all, especially against the power of natural disasters. 'Good job Frank,' he thought, 'I'm so proud that we're related. This was such a good idea.'

This was such a bad idea. A horribly bad idea! Will gulped nervously. He was kneeling in front of Octavian.

"And just what do we have here?"

Hehe, this chapter took me like, two months to write. Again, sorry for the hiatus. I don't know if I'm officially back yet but I have 2 promises.

I will finish 'The Adventures of a Lovesick Idiot' and 'The Vow of Eternal Maidenhood' this year.

I will update in the holidays (which are in two weeks) and I'll definitely update on my birthday (15th April).

Thanks for reading and

~ The Goddess of Duck Tape out