First off: An anonymous person has told me that they've read stories exactly the same as my one shots, dialogue, plot, and everything.

Honestly? That's really idiotic. Pick someone with better writing skills to copy off of, please.

But still. I really spend time planning out these things, so y'all (you know who you are) better stop.

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"STOLLS!" PEOPLE stumbled and tripped over themselves to get themselves out of the path of the brown-haired girl, so to avoid being a target for her anger.

Hazel stepped right up into her way, and for a fleeting second you were reminded of a bull and a matador. "What'd they do this time, Clarisse?"

The newly identified Clarisse, a beefy girl with a tough expression and stringy brown hair tied back with a red banana, sneered with frustration. "These punks turned my cabin pink! I was gonna show them a little lesson in respect to Ares!"

Sure enough, you could see a pink cabin further off in the omega shape that housed the cabins of the major gods. It was surrounded by figures, all muscled like Clarisse, and if the tenseness of their shoulders was any indication, they were mad at the Stolls too.

Hazel sighed quietly, but you could tell she was suppressing a smile. "Travis, Connor, why'd you do this?"

The taller of the two otherwise identical ones - brothers, you assumed - started off. "Well, you see, we were actually dared to do this."

Your half-sister closed her eyes for a second or two. "You were dared." It wasn't a question, more of a heavy statement.

The shorter one nodded vigorously. "Yeah, we got dared, by, erm... let's just say an 'anonymous donor' will be gifting us quite a few things now."

The other one steered the subject back on track. "And now we have, so..." He let the sentence trail off as he grinned mischievously.

"You do realize I'm still going to have to punish you, right?" Hazel deadpanned. Both boy's eyes widened as they groaned in near-perfect synchronization.

"You both are going to have to clean the paint off, or repaint it. I'm sure Clarisse will be happy to supervise, right, Clarisse?"

She nodded as a smile of the truly vindicated spread across her face. Before she could drag the two away, Hazel intervened. "One moment please, Clarisse." She gestured to you. "Travis, Connor, this is my half-sister/brother, Y/N. Y/N, these are Travis and Connor - Travis is the taller one - and they're both sons of Hermes."

You grinned. "Nice meeting you. Good touch with the paint, although next time I'd suggest glitter, too."

Travis raised an eyebrow. "I'll take it into consideration."

"Oh, please. We all know that my ideas are way better than yours."

"Is that so? I'll have you know - "

"Will you two please stop flirting?" Connor broke in.

"Shut up!" Travis grabbed his brother by the ear and dragged him over to the boar's head cabin, but you couldn't help but notice that his ears were a bright, flaming red.

Just like Ron Weasley, you thought to yourself.

Turning back to Hazel, you offered you her arm. "Are your friends all as crazy as them?"

She chuckled softly. "Pretty much, yeah."

"Well then... race you?"

You took off, sprinting towards the low, shell-encrusted building, with Hazel close behind.

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"STYX!" A SHORT (if you were mean, you thought to yourself, you'd probably call him scrawny), curly-haired boy had to throw himself backwards to avoid the door giving him a concussion.

"Sorry -" you gasped. Regaining control of your lungs, you offered a hand. "I'm Y/N L/N -"

"Daughter of Hades." he cut in."When I thought about introducing myself to you, it didn't involve you nearly giving me a concussion!"

A choppy-haired girl gave him a smack upside the had. "Don't be a drama queen, Leo."

"Yeah," Percy drawled, "Let Zeus do that." He burst into laughter, while the blonde-haired girl next to him scowled and slapped him lightly. "Seaweed Brain."

Hazel cleared her throat. "So, Y/N, you know Percy, Annabeth, and I, obviously. So, quick crash course: that's Piper, daughter of Aphrodite -" the choppy-haired girl grinned at you-  "- and Jason, son of Zeus -" The glasses guy half-waved, and you returned the gesture -"Will-" the boy who looked like a typical surfer-esque person waved. "Frank," a burly Chinese boy waved at you semi-awkwardly, "and our resident joker, Leo."

"Hey!" the boy complained.

Hazel ignored him. "As for relationships -"

You interrupted her. "Wait. I want to try something."

Hazel looked at you oddly, but subsided. "Go right ahead, then."

You closed your eyes and just felt for a moment. "Um... you two - Percy and Annabeth, you've been dating for a while now."

Annabeth nodded slowly, a glint of steely intelligence in her eyes. "How did you -"

"Piper and... Jason, I think, are dating, although Piper, Jason, and Leo seem to be close friends, I think."

Piper looked stunned, but you kept going. "Leo... you love someone. But they're not in this room... um, someone you can't find anymore? Calypso?"

Leo's normally joking façade dropped. "What-"

"Hazel and Frank... you're together."

"You two. Nico and Will."

"We're not dating." Nico hastily spoke up.

You raised an eyebrow, a talent you were inordinately fond of. "But... both of you should. I mean, both of you want to, so give it a shot!"

Nico was at a loss for words. Will seemed a little surprised, but he recovered soon. "Nico and I... we're gonna go somewhere." He hurriedly dragged Nico out.

"He's gonna ask Nico out." You grinned in satisfaction and dusted your hands together. "My work here is done."

"Can you... sense emotions?" Annabeth spoke slowly, eyebrows furrowed.

"Kind of. Like, right now Nico is nervous, and Will is nervous and... excited, I think. That's why I thought Will was gonna ask Nico out. Isn't sensing emotions normal around here?"

Piper spoke slowly. "You might be a legacy of Aphrodite. That could be why you can sense emotions and who likes who and such."

You shrugged. "I think I'll stay in the Hades Cabin, if that's all right with you."

Hazel broke in. "Definitely. You're my sister."

Sensing that the mood was still a little uncomfortable, Percy broke in. "Hey guys, did I ever tell you about the time a Hydra stole my shoe?"

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The sun was setting over the harbor as you and Hazel headed back, little more than silhouettes against the blood-red sun.

"Tomorrow, we'll get you your schedule, and soon enough, we can start training you with this daggers of yours."

"Thanks Haze."

Once you got back, you barely managed to yawn out a 'good night' to Nico, who looked positively ecstatic (Will had almost definitely asked him out) and crashed nearly the instant you hit the blood-red sheets of the upper bunk you'd claimed as yours.

If only you'd known how briefly you'd get to enjoy your new home.