((Sorry! But, that's not the end...end. You could have stopped there, but then not have any idea what the prophecy means. I've edited the prophecy a bit...and that's about it. You don't have to read this next story if you don't like Thalico fluff. I'm not much of a fan either, but I've noticed a serious lack of it. And, my siblings go freaking nuts when they hear that word...so...yeah. More details at end of chapter.))

"You're kidding me!" Percy screamed.

"First, MY EAR!" Nico shouted back," and second, no, we're not."

"Just tell us what the prophecy said." Grover sighed as he munched on his plastic fork.
"Two shall do what most would not, living in the house of rot, to try and make peace once again, they must come up with a master plan. Blood will be shed and fur shall fly, but in the end of it all, peace will be restored, and only one shall fall." Thalia's head was begining to hurt with all the loud noises around her. First the cyclops, then the music, now this.
"Relax. This prophecy may not even be about us." Annabeth told Percy, kissing his cheek lightly.

"Right, because, all of the other campers want to marry each other." Percy sighed.

"But, the house of rot is what worries me." Grover set his fork down on the old ping pong table. He reached across the table for another piece of cake, but his hand was batted away by Annabeth.

"And, why's that?" Annabeth asked.

"I don't know. It just doesn't sound good."

"Yep. Because every prophecy foretells good fortune and rainbows." Nico scoffed.

"How do you two know it's not you?" Percy asked as he reached for his phone.

"Because, we didn't get married today. And, what are you doing?"

"No, but Rachel touched Thalia, so there must be some connection. Recording this so we can listen later for anything we said, but missed."

"Spoons...SPOONS..." Grover moaned into Percy's phone as it sat idly on the table.

"Skittles...skittles..." Tyson said from his end of the table. Somehow, he had gotten strawberry milk, chocolate donuts, and a pack of skittles from a camper and was not only tasting the rainbow, but tasting it again, and again, and again. Poor guy. Happened to me when I was his age. Grover reflected ((And yes, that combo WILL make you puke. QUICK WAY TO GET OUT OF SCHOOL))

"Tyson, just try to make it to the bathroom, like you have been." Annabeth reassured her new brother. It felt strange to her, to think of a teen that was the same species as the one that had almost killed her as family.

"Okay. Fur shall fly. So, there's Scooby. I don't mix with cats, they hate water, and dogs love me too much." Percy said out of nowhere.

"True. Great. So, me and Casper here are supposed to live together in some decrepid, run down house with a pet, oh, and one of us will die!" Thalia raved, throwing up her hands.

"By fall it could be literal. Like, falling down a flight of stairs. There's not much figurative language in there." Annabeth quickly pointed out.

"Yeah, but blood shed usually means an injury. And, with our kind, it's never a little 'Oh, geeze, I need a band-aid' injury."

"...You mean like the one you just got?" Percy asked her, trying to get the image of the joker slicing her eye out of his head.

"Yeah."

"We'll figure this out later, on our own." Nico spoke up for the third time.

"What?" The others all asked.

"Yeah. It's your wedding. Go, have fun. On the brighter side, your honeymoon and the rest of your precious lives together will begin now. On a darker note, you'll probably be three times more likely to be attacked. Bye." Nico escorted them out of the Big House. Of course, he had to quickly run inside and lock the door to avoid Annabeth's death stare.

"Death stare?" Thalia asked, recognizing the look of fear.

"Yep. Kinda mad that I just kicked them out of here."

"Ah. Okay...Tyson's puking, and Grover's going to go join the party, after getting someone in here to watch the big guy. Let's go talk this over somewhere."

"Where?"

"Probably not the forest. Let's go back to my cabin." And so they did. But, of course, after five minutes they already wanted to kill each other with knives instead of pillows.

"I'm telling you, Tom Cruise is a visionary!" Nico pouted.

"I'm telling you, he's crazy. Oh, and by the way, I found a letter on our bed." A moment later, a gold envelope hit Nico in between the eyes

"What?"

"What do you mean what?"

"What do you mean, what do I mean what? You know what you did."

"No, I don't. Enlighten me."

"Can't. That's Apollo's job. But, I will tell you this. You said 'our bed'." Nico smirked, realizing he had won the 'what's fight.

"Whatever. Just open it." And so he did. Then, he crapped himself. Zeus and Hades had popped out of the envelope, each wearing the other's clothing.

"Stupid envelopes. They never do that right." Hades laughed. He brushed some dirt of off the business suit and looked over at his son.

"Great. Now I look like the rock version of Eminem." Zeus sighed. He sat down next to Thalia on the bed and held her hand between his.

"Uh-Oh." The children said to each other.

"Children. We have...a request." Hades began, jumping onto the bed and making sure to get Zeus's suit wrinkly.

"A request as in we can say 'No thanks! School starts back up again tomorrow'?"

"No. You will still be going to school! Sort of." Zeus answered.

"What did you do?" Thalia asked, fearful that her father blew it up with Hurricane Earl.

"He created Hurricane Earl. Turns out, it will got to New York!" Hades yawned loudly.

"And, because of this, school has been canceled for a week." Zeus finished.

"A week? For a hurricane that will probably be through New York in an hour?" Nico arched an eyebrow towards his uncle.

"No. We may have done some Mist manipulation, but that's besides the point."

"They used to call me Big Papa when I dressed like this." Hades randomly told Nico, "And, Zeus was Papa Capupyour-something."

"Not that we're not grateful that you canceled school for us, Papa Capupyour-I mean, Lord Zeus, but why did you do it?" Nico asked.

"Well, I accidentally shot a soda cap with lightning, then that flew up some guy's butt an-"

"No! Why cancel school?"

"Oh. We have a request! You see, someone left a young demigod, about 5 years old, in this old mansion. We didn't really take notice at first, but then we realized what mansion it was."

"Which is?"

"Monsters, like the Nemean Lion, the Minotaur, the ones with actual animal characteristics, don't just appear in a town. They all emerge from one point and grow."

"So...giant snakes and hellhounds and all other monsters pour out of this mansion... as babies?" Thalia asked, clearly confused.

"Right. But, only ones with animal characteristics. The demigod, Hadrian, has not been claimed because no one is 100% sure. The only ones who have a gut feeling about it are Hermes, Apollo, and Ares."

"So...what do we do?" Nico spoke up.

"We need you to help him clean the house up, train the kid, bring him back, let the parent claim him, then be on your merry way to school." Hades laughed.

"And, what do we get out of it?"

"You get a week off of school. A house all to your selves. A bunch of other stuff."

"Why not, Nico? We get a week off to play with some kid." Thalia shrugged. Nico took one look over at his father beside him and made his decision.

"Beats sticking around here. Let's get packing."

((HORRIBLE ENDING, I KNOW! But, the sequel will be a bad title. Since the first was The Test! And the sequel to that is So, What Now? how about...I Put My Paper Where! Like your at school, taking a test...even though nobody was ever at school. And, at this rate, never will be...hm...promise to have chapters one and two up by...Labor Day. Have fun!))