A/N: I'm so tired right now but I can't sleep. If I'm awake for too much longer then I'm going to end up trying to draw fanart again and fail miserably. That's basically my life. Anyway, enjoy this chapter.

"I doubt the innocence of that spaghetti." Percy told Annabeth as the camera was switched on again to reveal a new bit of footage.

"How long was I sleep?" Magnus asked tiredly, turning the camera to face Annabeth in the dim lamp light. "Check the clock." She muttered. "It's 00:05." "Wow. It's been hours." "I told you that spaghetti was dangerous."

"I said that too! I was right!" Percy exclaimed. "Don't get used to it." Annabeth replied shortly.

"You don't know that. You were probably sleepy" Annabeth scolded, and she padded over to Magnus. "Move over." She demanded. He obliged, scooting slightly in his bed. Annabeth climbed on next to him and pulled the covers up to her chin.

"Bossy, much? Haven't changed at all, Wise Girl." "I only take charge of situations because everybody else is to unintelligent to form a reasonable plan." "Why not just let people...follow their heart?" "If I let you 'follow your heart', your heart would stop beating immediately." "I'm really not that reckless!" "You tell yourself that all you want. What I said is a fact."

Annabeth turned the lamp off. The footage went completely black. "Na-Ba?" "What?" "Do fish have tongues?"

"Yeah, but not like human muscle ones." Percy said, since a lot of his knowledge was based around aquatic life and water.

"Yes. Sleep." Annabeth said with a sigh. "Why are you on my bed?" Magnus asked. No reply. "Are you scared?" He tried. "No! I'm here to stop you from doing anything stupid!" "It's really late. What would I even do?" "You always find a way." She said firmly, signifying that this was the end of that conversation.

"You were scared, weren't you?" "No. But I thought Magnus might've been, and he hated people thinking he was scared." "Excuses, excuses." "You'll have to come up with an excuse for the bruises on the back when I judo flip you, again, if you don't shut up."

Suddenly, there was a faint scratching noise. One of the cousins hurriedly switched on the lamp, casting a yellowish glow around the dark bedroom. "What was that?" Magnus asked quietly from behind the camera. "I dunno. I'm going to open the door to check." Annabeth whispered, pulling down the covers and hopping out of bed, revealing light grey fleece pajamas with owls on them.

"Those are so cute! You're so cute!" Percy teased, pinching Annabeth's cheeks. She slapped his hands away and grimaced. "They're hideous. Like you." "You know you love me." "I know I do." "I love you too."

"Don't go! What if it's a monster?" Magnus protested. "Pass me the camera." Annabeth demanded, ignoring her cousin's fears. He obliged, and climbed out after her. "I have to protect you now." Magnus said. The camera had been pointed at the closed door, but Annabeth spun it around to reveal Magnus. He was wearing yellow footie pajamas.

"Isn't he 5 years old, not 5 months?" Percy laughed. "You still own footie pajamas." Annabeth reminded him. "For sentimental purposes!" Percy protested.

"No. It might be dangerous, like you said. I'm older. I'm going." Annabeth told him, and faced the door again. Hurriedly, Magnus overtook her and blocked the doorway with his hands thrust out. "You're only older by a year." "It's still older." "W-well....I don't care. We'll do it together." "...Fine. I'll open the door, and we'll check together." Annabeth reached upwards and clasped the door handle. She tried to open the door, but failed. "It's locked! From the outside!" She exclaimed.

"What the Hades?!" Percy shouted, "Who does that?" Annabeth shifted her weight slightly and looked up at him. "Quite obviously, they did." "Well, yeah, but why?" He wasn't really expecting a reply. He didn't get one.

"I knew Nana and Grandpa were creepy." Magnus hissed in an I-told-you-so tone. The scratching could still be heard. Annabeth sighed. "Help me knock the door down, Mags." "No! What if they want to kill us?" "You don't know it's them. It could be a stray cat or a....monster." "Don't talk about the monsters." "That's what my step mummy says too." "Well, I'm not her." "Oh, realllllyy? I always thought you were, you know, because you're a boy."

"Who knew you could rock sarcasm at such a young age?" Percy commented, grinning.

"Don't use any of that.... sah-car-zim on me." "It's sarcasm." "That's what I said!" "Let's focus on this locked door, please!" Annabeth snapped. "Well, it's locked. What can we- will that scratching stop?!" Magnus said, looking close to tears. Annabeth set the camera down on her bed, but Magnus quickly retrieved it. "I have a plan." She said shortly, looking at the keyhole. "What?" Magnus asked, but he didn't get a response, unsurprisingly. Annabeth ran quietly to her bed and picked up a small blue hair clip with a small diamante butterfly on the end. She gave Magnus and the camera a quick, intelligent smirk and began to pick the lock.

"Oh my Gods, that's embarrassing." Annabeth complained. "You'd think you were a daughter of Hermes, not Athena! But it's smart for a 6 year old." Percy assured her.

There was a clicking noise, and the door swung open slightly. Magnus shuffled over with the camera, Annabeth by his side. They opened the door slightly. Nana was naked. And running around. And scratching the walls and doors.

"OH MY GODS!" Percy yelled. Annabeth gave a small smile and shudder.

Quickly, they shut the door and crammed themselves into one bed between the pair of them. "What was Nana doing?" Magnus asked in a small voice, eventually. "...I don't know." Annabeth replied. She was probably pained to admit it.

"What was she doing?" Percy asked quietly, looking shocked at the now paused screen. Annabeth sighed, and gave a short, forced smile. "Stop asking for spoilers, Seaweed Brain. Just keep watching and all will be revealed in time." Percy saw the falsity of his girlfriend's smile and pulled her closer to him, rubbing her shoulder to comfort her. He pressed play once again.

A/N: So that's the first of the weird stuff. I'm thinking of writing a Seven at Hogwarts fanfic- if anyone's reading this, opinions? Bye for now,

-daughterofvictory