[A/N]: Because so many of you are just begging me to do this parody. In which clichéness comes around, and readers get to facepalm. Have fun.

(Haha, I UPDATED. FINALLY. AFTER FOREVER. Lol.)

Okay, really random fact of the day: I was looking through the essays I wrote over summer vacation for school last year, and the ending sentence in one of them was "I could finally wander through the dandelion fields of fantasy, playing with my favorite characters in a galaxy that will last me forever."

I write strange things sometimes. o.O

Child of Percy and Annabeth

Like, hi! I'm Oceania Owla de Storma Jackson! I'm a demigod, and a really special demigod at that. My father is the great hero of Olympus, Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon. My mother is Annabeth Chase Jackson, daughter of Athena. She's also a great hero of Olympus. So already, I'm extremely special, with special parents. Isn't that cool?

I've got beautiful, long blonde hair and deep green eyes. People have told me that my green eyes are like windows to the soul. There is so much emotion and beauty, so much meaning, in my eyes, that often, when people look into them, they are swept away with amazement and wonder.

But what's more, I have special powers. Very special powers.

You see, from the moment I was born, I could control water expertly. I'm also a hundred times smarter than a normal child my age. At the age of five, I was already discussing the works of Socrates, Plato, and all those other very important philosophers! My math skills are superb! I can write as well as any great writer! And best of all—I'm so good at everything that I'm not even dyslexic and ADHD. Amazing, huh!

I'm sixteen now, the same age my parents were when they saved the world. And of course, by now, I've saved world five times: once from rebel demigods, once from titans (again), once from the apocalypse (that was actually rather difficult; I have such a tale to tell!), once from glowing aliens that decided they wanted delicious human beings for a salad, and once from the Dark Lord, who is most definitely not from Harry Potter. Maybe.

I'm such a stellar student that I haven't been kicked out of a single school yet, and I attend Camp Half-Blood over the summer. I excel at monster fighting—alas, I smell so delicious to monsters that they attack me on a basis of ten times a day, but with my superb skills, I can fight them off. I have to attend Camp Half-Blood though, because a girl's gotta have some rest every year from being attacked by monsters all the time.

Ah, yes. Camp Half-Blood.

Let me tell you something about Camp Half-Blood. As you all know, Camp Half-Blood is respite and training center for most demigods in the United States.

Well, the son of Nico di Angelo spends his summers in the Hades cabin, and oh my freaking gods. Bob di Angelo is the most . Even his name, 'Bob,' makes girls swoon. I know. 'Bob,' is a really normal name, especially compared to mine, but Bob di Angelo just puts all the Bobness into the name 'Bob.' You know what I mean?

And Bob di Angelo is so totally in love with me. I mean, it's like, totally obvious.

(Yeah, well, I guess he's not so bad…maybe bordering on my dream Prince Charming?)

Anyway. Enough about that son of the son of Hades (see! Even that title is interesting enough to be intriguing!). There are plenty of boys (in other words, every single guy at camp) who are so totally in love with me. That's not the point of this story. The whole entire point of this story is to terrorize you with my perfect, creepy Mary-Sueness—I mean, to entertain you with my amazing quest and how I saved the world again. Come on now. Even the gods in Olympus are still talking about my first achievement.

Very well. This tale starts in my cabin. Because I'm part Athena, part Poseidon (and so special), the campers made a special cabin for me. Yes, I know. I'm so special!

Back to the story—I was in my cabin when Chiron came trotting up, anxiety and worry evident on his face. "Oceania Owla de Storma Jackson," he said seriously, "I am so sorry, but the world is in danger again. You must save it!"

I gasped. "What is it Chiron? More aliens?"

"No, my child," he replied gravely. "Much worse, much worse. A plague called 'ahajfsgjmchdlfjsafjalgh' has struck demigods worldwide. You must heal them all, and stop this plague for once!"

I went to stand next to the centaur and told him reassuringly, "Don't worry, Chiron. I will save the world!"

Using my amazing intelligence, I figured out where the plague presided in the world. Then, using my amazing water powers, I cured everyone in an instant.

"Wow!" cried Chiron a minute later. "That was amazing! You have saved the world again!"

Of course, I, ever so modest, had to assure Chiron that it was nothing. I mean, I seem to save the world every other day, so it wasn't that big of a deal. Duh.

Suddenly, I had a great idea (due to my awesome intelligence, of course). "Chiron, why don't I use my powers to make it so that nothing will threaten the health of the world ever again?"

Chiron gasped. "Wow! That's a genius idea! Oceania Owla de Storma Jackson, you are so smart!"

"Thank you," I replied honestly, "but call me Oceania. Not all beings upon the earth can say my name properly all the time, long as it is." I sighed, tears running down my face. "Oh, I love my name, yes, for my parents are such great name-givers, but there simply aren't enough intelligent people in this world who are able to pronounce my name in one breath."

Chiron ignored the jibe at his intelligence level (because it wasn't even an insult. I would never imply something so mean and terrible) and grinned happily. "Alright then, Oceania. You may embark on a quest to make sure that nothing will threaten the health of the world ever again."

"Thank you so much!" I squealed gracefully, then hugged Chiron. The centaur patted me on the back affectionately, then cleared his throat.

"Oceania, my dear, I do believe that you may bring someone on your quest," he said solemnly. "In fact—I think someone has volunteered already."

Now, how in the world did you guess? For indeed, in the very next moment, Bob di Angelo appeared out of nowhere, saying, "Your wish is my command, O princess!"

Isn't he so romantic?

I blushed, smiled prettily (not that I'm being vain or anything), and took his hand. "I'm very touched, Bob." I can't deny that I felt rather thrilled when I said his name, but that's not the point. "I would love for you to accompany me on this quest."

Chiron coughed in his fist. "Well now, um, shall you all proceed on this quest?"

"Of course, Chiron," I replied to the centaur, and Bob shadow traveled the two of us to the center of earth. Once there, I used my amazing water powers to protect us from the dreadful heat, and we started searching for the cause of all things evil on earth.

In a minute, using my amazing intelligence, I found the cause. "Bob! Look!" I exclaimed. "I've found the solution to everything!"

Bob kissed me in congratulations (oh! The swooning!) and shadow traveled us back to Camp. Once there, I used my amazing powers to get rid of all the problems and evil of this world. The end.

And now, I'm happily united with Bob and the world is absolutely perfect.

Isn't this such a wonderful tale?

[A/N]: Reviews shalt be much appreciated. :D

Now, onto serious business:

This is the last chapter of Parodies of PJO. I'm done with this story. I know that I've gotten so much support for this story, but honestly, I'm not exactly overly proud of it. I hope I've made every single reader laugh at least once within these fifteen chapters (due to the humor—hopefully not the terrible writing XD), but I feel as if this story is too…it's kind of hard to find the correct words, but…perhaps… uh…shallow? Badly written? Somewhat rather pointless? No reflection on what writing truly is? Completely pointless? Not really writing?

Anywho, my point is that I've had great fun writing this story and (hopefully) amusing all my readers, but I think that this fun's over, and I've got to move on to other writings. I'm probably going to delete this story…or I might just keep it for old times' sake. Thanks for all the support—I wouldn't have lived without it (:P), but this story is finished.

Oh, and one last thing. Try not to kill me, yesh? XD I've still got other stories…if anyone wants to read them…-hints-