"Mr. D?" Annabeth called, stepping into the Big House, where Dionysus and Chiron were having a game of Pinochle.

"Yes, yes, what is it, Annie Bell? You of all people should know better than to interrupt a game of Pinochle," Dionysus stated firmly, whereas Chiron never lost his focus, not even bothering to look up at Annabeth.

"It's Annabeth, sir," She corrected him, even though she knew he would keep calling her Annie Bell.

"Right, Annie. I would hurry up and get to the point if I were you," Dionysus snapped, as a bottle of wine appeared in his hand.

"Dionysus, how many times do I have to tell you wine is prohibited in camp!" Chiron spoke, though his eyes remained glued to his cards.

"Fine, Chiron. Though I still insist the camp starts allowing these 'heroes' to drink wine as well. Or just me, for all I care," Dionysus sighed, as the wine disappeared, replaced by a can of diet coke.

"Grover just showed up… Unconscious… He brought a demigod, Percy Jackson," Annabeth explained.

Chiron's eyes twinkled for a moment. So, his student had finally arrived at camp.

"Or should I say, the demigod brought Grover here," Annabeth added.

"Oh great, another hero joins us, huzzah to that. Yeah, just throw our new friend Peter into the Hermes cabin," Dionysus said, showing his "enthusiasm", as he gulped down some diet coke.

Annabeth hastily left, grumbling in annoyance, though it was great to finally be free from Dionysus' clear loathing for all of them.

"I win," Dionysus stated, throwing his diet coke aside.

"It would appear so," Chiron smirked, glancing at Dionysus' cards.

Then they fell in love. THE END YAY

A/N:

This shit was meant to have more fluff, (Or at least a bit) But I fail at this. So have a random one-shot yay.

JING WEN DON'T KILL MEH