I saw Inside Out today! GO AND SEE IT IF YOU HAVEN'T. Secondly, it gave me an idea- I'm going to do a series of one-shots using the Emotions of various characters, canons and OCs, but probably mostly OC because that'll be easier :P Inside Out is not mine, credit goes to Disney/Pixar and any non-OC characters go to their respective realms.

Louisa Smith-Jackson, an eighteen year old daughter of Poseidon with thick ebony hair more often than not pulled back in a ponytail and eyes as green as her father's realm. Her most memorable trait was her violent temper. She had no time for the bad assortment of idiots, stupidity or bullies. It was considered impatient of her. If you dug a little deeper, however, you would find five Emotions in command of her life and choices. The leader of this decisive group was Anger. Each Emotion resembled their person, the same hair, the same eyes. Differences included dress style and skin colour: Anger red-skinned in a white T-shirt and black trousers; Disgust, Louisa's secondary emotion, green-skinned in a lighter green shirt and white trousers; Joy yellow-skinned and in a pale blue top and black jeans; Sadness, blue, with a deep purple knitted jumper that swung to her knees and finally, Fear, violet in a red shirt and navy blue jeans.

Anger stood at the controls, grinding her teeth irritably. Joy popped up at her elbow and beamed, spinning and dancing. "What are you doing?" Anger growled.

"What does it look like?" Joy beamed, skating around the control panel and skipping. Anger rolled her eyes and flicked a switch. Louisa glared at Clarisse, fists clenching. Joy reappeared. "No, we can talk this out. Piece of cake!" She snapped her fingers.

"Talk this out?" Fear squeaked, hidden beneath the console. "Are you crazy? There is no talking to that girl, she'll skewer us before we could say anything!"

"Ugh, look at her hair. It's like something died." Disgust reached past Anger and pressed a button. Louisa mimicked her quip. A green orb clicked into place. Disgust checked her compact and smoothed her hair back from her forehead. "Anger, be done with this clown. The wrench of Ares' spawn is revolting."

"My pleasure." Anger cracked her knuckles and grinned. Joy tried to push past her and Fear ducked under the console and around, running to her room. "No." Anger said firmly.

"Ah, come on, Anger! It'll be fun!"

"No."

"Think positive! Louisa could have so many more friends if I just-"

"No."

"You're so grumpy."

"Thank you. Go and find Sadness." Joy made a face, but did so anyway. Anger turned back to the screen. Clarisse was making some snide remark about Louisa's adopted heritage. "Oh, going to be like that, is it?" Anger puffed her hair from her face and slammed her fist on the buttons. Louisa kicked out instantly, a sickening crack of bone as she knocked Clarisse's knee out of place. "Ahaha, excellent." Anger chortled, rubbing her hands together as she debated the next move. A red memory slid along the rails, rolling to a stop alongside the earlier green. Fear squealed and sprinted around Headquarters. "Someone calm her down!" Anger ordered. Joy burst out of nowhere and tackled the purple one, rolling and laughing playfully.

Sadness sidled over, hands hovering over the controls. "No." Anger shook her head.

"Chiron's coming over though. Maybe Louisa should show some remorse..."

"No. Not this time. Disgust! Your turn!" Disgust budged Sadness with her hip and spun a dial. Chiron loomed over the bickering demigods. Louisa stomped her foot and told the centaur to shut up with the lecture before he had even started. "Don't ya look at me like that, Chiron, this piece of sh-"

"Louisa, language. Maurice and James, please will you take Clarisse to the infirmary? Louisa, we are going to talk about this behaviour in my office. Now, if you will." Chiron stepped to one side and gestured for Poseidon's daughter to walk ahead of him. Disgust scoffed disbelievingly and plopped a finger on a button.

"No." Anger flipped a switch. "I won't!" Louisa added defiantly as Chiron started to contradict her. "She was askin' for it!"

"So she came up to you and asked 'Louisa, please violently dislocate my knee'?" Disgust pressed a series of buttons.

"Don't sass me, Chiron." Louisa growled. "If she uses the fact that I was adopted one more time..." Anger took over. "Let's just say she'll be far less pretty, not somethin' I'd thought possible."

"Ah!" Fear leant out the window. "Are you mad? Have you seen the size of the Ares' lot? They'll pound us! We'll be flatter than pancakes, oh my gods, nooooo!" Fear did her lap of the place again, arms flailing. Joy ran after her, skipping at her side, cart-wheeling and singing a camp song happily.

Sadness sorted the problem. She retrieved a blue orb and threw it up to the projector. Jessica appeared in their mind's eye, smiling down at them warmly. It's OK, Lou, bullies will be bullies. You may find them annoying and you may want to hurt them, but it's better to let bygones be bygones, OK? Sadness looked to Anger and Disgust. The Dynamic Duo shared a look and stepped back. Fear rushed to the keyboard, spinning dials and slamming buttons, until Joy butted in and reset a few things.

"Fine." Louisa said, folding her arms. "I'll be good."

"How long for?" Chiron quizzed. Joy drummed a few extra buttons, smiling.

"As long as I can manage." Louisa smirked. Disgust spun a dial. "Which would be forever, obviously."

"Mmm." Chiron hummed, frowning slightly at the sarcasm. "You're on kitchen duty for two weeks."

"What?" Anger exploded. The other four took hurried steps back as their leader attacked the controls. "I won't go on kitchen duty for two weeks, no way, mister!" She shoved two levers up and Louisa's temper burst out too.

"You can't make me, you old horse!" She raged. "I will not be punished because of that pig-headed moron in the infirmary makin' snide remarks 'bout my foster mother, is that clear?"

"Crystal. However, you are on two weeks kitchen duty for calling your instructor an old horse." Louisa didn't respond verbally, thunder booming in the distance as storm clouds gradually loomed overhead. Chiron sighed. "Go and calm down. Percy! Take her to Cabin Three!"

"Yes, Chiron." Percy put an arm around his sister. "Come on, trouble."

"Ah, the brother." Anger stepped back. Disgust and Sadness teamed up.

"Why are you so grumpy today, Lou?" Percy asked kindly. Sadness swung her arms across the console.

"I don't know, I'm just... fed up." Her brother frowned. Disgust cast her eyes to the heavens and twisted a knob. "Look, it doesn't matter. Clarisse is the ultimate ass 'n' I ain't puttin' up with her." Percy just nodded. Joy squeezed her way in, bouncing on the soles of her feet as she pressed this, that and everything else. "Besides, she deserves some time in the infirmary."

"Just in time to be with the demigods she put there." Louisa did her most innocent smile. Percy shook his head, smiling too. "I know what you're like, don't try and pull a fast one over me, sissy."

"I'd never."

"Mm-hm. Go for a swim for a while. Stay away from annoying people." Percy warned lightly.

"A swim?" Joy marvelled. "Yes! We can talk to the fish and the hippocampi and-" Anger interrupted.

"That's great and all, but that jerk-faced moron ain't getting away with this!"

"And she won't." Disgust smiled devilishly. "I have a plan so good, she won't want to show her face in public ever."

"Excellent."

Sorry if this is a bit pants, I'm really tired, running on three hours sleep. Hopefully I can come up with a few more. Be honest if you don't like it, flames accepted!