Just a bunch of one-shots 'cos I've got writer's block again…

I do not own Percy Jackson and co, but Louisa is my OC and there may be a few others, don't know.

"Keep. Still."

"Ow."

"Shut up and keep still." Alvie winced as she dabbed at the slice on his cheek with a cool, damp cloth. "Why do you Jackson boys insist on getting yourself into trouble?"

"Um… it's in our blood?"

"Yes, explain that to me."

"Uh… ow! What have you put in that?!"

"Antiseptic liquid so you don't get an infection."

"It stings."

"It stings." She mimicked cruelly.

"Remind me why I'm nice to you." Crystal smiled.

"See, you do have a sense of humour, as feeble as it is." He stuck his tongue out at her. As quick as a flash, she dabbed the cloth on his tongue and he pulled a face.

"It stings and it's disgusting."

"Oh, you love it really."

"Yummay." He said with mock enthusiasm, rolling his eyes. She slapped his arm lightly, trying for a threatening glare, but looking amused.

"So, tell me about your family then. The part I won't believe you about, as you've said so often lately."

"Well…" Alvie slowly started to explain about the godly side of his family, demigods, the camps and everything that went along with it all. Crystal stared at him.

"You did take your meds, right?"

"I don't need them." She blinked at him disbelievingly. "Not as much as Tobias. He goes nuts."

"Right… and did one of those monsters give you this?" She gestured at the gash on his cheek.

"Mmm…" He hummed. "Ow!"

"That's for lying."

"I'm not lying." He insisted, looking her in the eye. Crystal faltered slightly. Alvie rarely held anyone's gaze and if he did, it was guaranteed he was telling the truth about something or it was his insistence, his thanks or the likes. "Would I lie to you?"

"No." She sighed. "But it's all… weird…"

"You're weird." She scoffed, offended, smacking him lightly on the head with the cloth.

"Do your own first aid." She said shortly, stalking off. Alvie jumped up and followed her.

"Are you mad at me?"

"No." She paused. "Annoyed."

"I can handle that." He jumped in front of her, smiling. "What's the matter, Crystal?"

"Oh, this and that, but you take the cake."

"In a good way?"

"Fairly." His smile brightened.

"Then that's OK then."

"See, this is why no-one likes ya."

"Lou!"

"Wut? It's true!"

"You don't have to be so bloody blunt about it!"

"Fine, I'll be sharp." Louisa drew her knife and made to charge Octavian, but her dear big, brave (stupid) brother grabbed her and pulled her back.

"Bad Lou." Leo said through a mouthful of popcorn (Octavian had the potential to get his butt kicked today, so obviously Leo was going to be wandering around with a bag of popcorn… he just got hungry…)

"Lemme go." Louisa growled, trying to pull away from her brother. "I'm gonna make a nice big smile…" She gained her own smile, looking crazed, demonic and bloodthirsty. Octavian and everyone else who saw that smile paled slightly. Leo went off his popcorn.

"No, we're going for a walk."

"Don't wanna."

"You don't have a choice."

"I will stab you."

"You'll stab anyone, Lou, now come on." Percy picked her up and carried her away. Louisa squirmed, trying to get her arms free.

"I'm gonna go and keep an eye on them." Annabeth sighed.

"Want popcorn?" Leo offered, holding the large bag out. Annabeth smiled.

"No thanks."

"I wasn't going to give you some anyway." He smirked.

"Lou's rubbing off on you." Leo grinned.

"'N' the whole world collapsed inta chaos…" She finished dramatically.

"Lou!" Several people scolded. She looked round challengingly.

"Wut?" She protested.

"You can't finish a story like that." Percy sighed, rolling his eyes.

"I will finish a story any way I want. Shove off."

"Five year olds expect happy endings." Annabeth argued lightly, waving her hand at the small crowd of five year olds sat on the floor. It was story time for them, where they learnt about demigod and godly history. Normally, they loved the stories, as the older demigods who told them the tales altered the ending so there were no tragedies. Louisa was story-telling for the first time and didn't know that rule, even if she was exaggerating the ending.

"Hap-py end-ing!" A child chanted. The other kids picked it up until the room rang with the chant. Louisa looked perplexed- she was getting ganged up on by a bunch of five year olds. Something wasn't right there.

She raised her hands and bought silence to the place.

"Happy endin', huh?" They all nodded eagerly. "How 'bout the endin' where the story-teller went nuts 'n' ate all the midgets?" She grabbed the nearest child, throwing him above her head. The other kids screamed and ran away, laughing. The boy Louisa had captured was being 'eaten' (tickled).

"That's still not a happy ending!" Percy called after his sister as she ran off, chasing the kids.

"The kids love it." Annabeth laughed softly. "It's happy enough for them."

"Looking for Leo?" Piper nodded. "He's sulking." Nyssa jerked her thumb over her shoulder, motioning to a work bench several rows away. Piper spotted Leo sat at the work bench with his head on the surface, bits of screwed up paper and machinery around him.

"Thanks." Nyssa gave a nod and returned to her work. Piper moved toward Leo, putting her hand on his shoulder. "Oy, Repair Boy." She shook him by the shoulder. Leo raised his head, looking around sleepily.

"Whodat?" He asked, closing his eyes.

"It's me. Wakey wakey!" Piper sang teasingly, shaking him by the shoulders. Leo protested feebly. "What's the matter, Leo?"

"Ugh…" He groaned, putting his head on the desk again.

"If you don't get up now, I won't get you coffee."

"Get me coffee and I'll get up."

"No."

"Cow."

"Excuse me?"

"Cccccccccccccooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwww." She studied him for a few seconds, before hooking her foot under her stool and jerking it away. He grabbed the table for support before he smacked his face on it. He looked alert and startled.

"Don't call me a 'cow', Repair Boy."

"Beauty Queen." He mumbled, still dazed. She smacked the back of his head.

"Why are you so annoying?"

"Why are you not holding coffee?" He smirked.

"Do you smell that?"

"No."

"Me neither. Get cooking." Sophia stared at him disbelievingly. Tobias just grinned sarcastically.

"I hate you."

"I'm hungry."

"I don't care. Make your own dinner."

"I'll burn the place down."

"Of course you will." Sophia grumbled.

"Are you sulking?"

"A bit." He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her waist and holding her to him.

"How about we go out for dinner instead?"

"Nice save."

"You're paying."

"You just ruined it."

"I know." He kissed her lightly. "I'm just kidding, I'll pay. But go and make me a sandwich now." Sophia struggled for a few seconds. "What's the matter? No comeback?" He smirked cockily.

"It's hard to think of different comebacks."

"Well, get off your sexy ass and come back with a sandwich."

"Why am I even dating you?"

Louisa held headphones either side of Leo's head before letting go. They snapped to his ears, making him jump. He looked round curiously, but she had already pressed the play button. He made to take the headphones off, but Louisa stopped him, covering his hands with hers.

"Do not shun Fall Out Boy or we're gonna fall out, boy." Leo blinked at her before grinning.

"I see what you did there."

"It weren't the best." Leo chuckled.

"Could've been better, but hey." He shrugged, turning to the big sheet of metal he was cutting down. "Nobody's per- ooh, hey you, schexy thang." He smiled at his reflection. Louisa rolled her eyes and left him to work and listen to her current favourite band.

Alvie, Sage and the triplets were watching Tobias and Max having an arm-wrestle. Percy was sat on the other side of the table, judging. Annabeth was working, so she wasn't here to disapprove the challenges going on between her children.

Sage, Lilly and Alvie were on Tobias's side while Callum and Theo threw bits of Lego at Max, cheering him on.

"That's really distracting." Max muttered.

"I don't care. It's helping me."

"Did you just admit you're weak?" Max teased.

"No. Hand cramp." Max snickered and Tobias kicked him under the table. "Shut up."

"Oy, no kicking under the table. That's cheating." Percy scolded playfully. Max laughed triumphantly and stuck his tongue out at his older brother. Tobias mimicked.

The struggled against each other for another few minutes before Percy called a tie. "Me versus Tobias and then Max."

"Oh gods…" The older two Jackson boys glanced at each other. "Eldest first, bro." Max smirked.

"Coward." Max swapped places with his father.

Percy was a lot stronger than he looked and Tobias started muttering every curse in Ancient Greek he had learnt from his beloved aunt over the years.

His siblings were cheering him on, except for Sage and Lilly, who were little daddy's girls.

"I'm ho- Seaweed Brain, don't encourage this!"

"They started it." Percy replied smoothly. "Who'd you reckon, Wise-girl?" He looked around casually and quizzically. Annabeth rolled her eyes, shedding her jacket and hanging it on the hooks.

"I don't care. I'm making dinner. Feel free to grow up and help."

"If I grew up, you wouldn't love me!" Percy called after her. Annabeth retorted by closing the kitchen door sharply and pointedly.

Percy decided to stop toying with his son and just kick his ass. Tobias cursed him, shaking his hand to retrieve feeling in it. "Max, your turn."

"Di immortales…"

"There's my bookworm cuz."

"What'd you want, Charlie?"

"Food."

"Figured." Sage sighed. She folded the corner of her page down, closed her book and set it down. She stood up and stretched, glancing at the clock. "Bloody hell…" She had been reading for four hours straight and had barely moved from the blue bean bag her father had gotten for her for her twelfth birthday.

Charlie was watching her happily, wandering what food he could get out of her. She wasn't the best of cooks, considering she had dropped the frying pan full of sizzling hot bacon on the floor and nearly grated the skin off her fingers grating cheese.

Sage yawned. "What'd you want then?"

"Food."

"Anything specific?"

"Feed me." Charlie grinned. Sage rolled her eyes and shoved him out of her room.

"I don't get why you couldn't ask someone else."

"I wanted to say 'hi'. And, according to Tobias, you've been sat in your room all morning reading. That can't be healthy."

"It is for the brain. Not that it'd be much use to you." She smiled, ruffling his curly hair.

"Excuse me, lil' Miss Architecture, but do you actually build anything?"

"Models. Sometimes."

"But they just sit there. Me and Dad make all these things that shoot mini cannonballs and breathe fire and tear things into pieces."

"You're being constructive by making something destructive."

"Yes. Wouldn't have it any other way."

"Of course you wouldn't."

"Knock knock." Percy said, walking into the Hades cabin. His smile faltered when he saw the state of his cousin. "What's the matter, Nico?"

"Nothing." Nico muttered stubbornly, wiping his eyes roughly on his sleeve.

"Yeah there is. You can talk to me, bud." Percy sat next to Nico on the floor. Nico sighed, but didn't say anything. Percy put a brotherly arm around the smaller boy and just waited patiently.

"It's Bianca's birthday." Nico eventually replied quietly. Percy tensed. He hadn't even known when Bianca's birthday was.

Nico rested his head on Percy's shoulder. "I miss my sister."

"I know you do, Nico." Percy studied his cousin's face, noticing that Nico seemed pale with dark circles under his eyes. "How about we go and get some stuff and have our own little party for her?" Nico gave a small smile and Percy mocked a surprised gasp. "Oh my gods, you smile. Let me write that in my diary."

"You have a diary?"

"It's sarcasm, Captain Clueless."

"I was gonna say…"

"Right, up. We're going out now." Percy pulled Nico to his feet. "Chin up, Nico. We've got the rest of the day to get this sorted. What's her favourite colour?"

"Green."

"We're going green then." Nico smiled. "Ooh, two smiles! Definitely diary material."

"I'll have to read this diary sometime."

"It's fascinating." Percy said monotonously.

"I bet it is. My name's Percy Jackson and I have a sword. Lol, it's so pointy."

"Why is everyone mean to me?"

"Because you laugh along."

"You laugh?" Nico shrugged. "Hey, how many attack points do you reckon Hypnos has?" Nico shook his head. "Ah, come on."

"I don't play that game anymore."

"Oh yeah? Why is there a stuck of Mythomagic cards on the side then, my dear cousin?"

"Um… good memories."

"Mm-hm." Percy hummed, looking triumphant.

"Can we just go?"

"Yup." He grinned.

That's all I've got for tonight. Sorry for not updating lately, major writer's block. I have ideas, just no idea how to write them…