Why are you here?

At the great big Olympus party going on after Percy defeated Atlas, I kind of lost control. So here's my story, as Zeus made me write it down so I would feel bad about myself. How old does he think I am, like, 1000? Seriously!

So here's how it started. When the muses left, the Son of Hades, Rico, or Mico, or Naco; something like that. Anyway, he brought out a stereo and turned it up. So then, the Olympian floor was filled. Demigods covered every inch of the floor, and even the gods couldn't dance down there; we were stuck in our thrones

The first couple songs were great, but eventually they were playing the Barney theme song and Friday by Rebecca Black. So I was pretty pissed, partner.

Then, they finally put on a good song. By then, there was an empty circle in the middle of the throng, where one person was dancing alone. It was Percy Jackson's turn, and the song was Moves like Jagger.

Pissed. That was the only word able to describe me. No one has the moves like Jagger except me! I taught Jagger his moves! I made Jagger! I did it with Jagger!

Okay, Too much information. But then, the entire floor was yelling, "PERCY HAS THE MOVES LIKE JAGGER!"

One thought crossed my head. Kick his ass. Kick. His. Ass.

I jumped from the throne, and fell right onto Percy. Well that hurt him plenty.

And that is why I am sitting here. Happy Zeus?