The PJOs (Percy Jackson Oscars, ©-Max)
By: Lex/xXxDaughteroftheKingxXx
AND
Max/Musiclover99
AKA
TheWalrusSingsAtMidnight26
©-Rick Riordan; PJO
©- Someone; the Oscars

Hello ladies, gentlemen, and others! Keep it to yourself if you're in that last category. Others? Define 'others'... O.o Welcome to the PJOs! Ahem, the Percy Jackson Oscars, but PJOs for short. The fanfic that Lex and I have been working on after the idea Lex had, and me, being the sheer genius I am, progressed in it. It was for my 50th fic, fyi. Most of these are my ideas; the story, not the awards. Most of the awards are my ideas, not hers. ^^ Cause I'm so awesome. *shrugs* We both are. Put us together, and you've got one heck of a team. If you have award ideas, then we could attempt to use them! Yep, pretty much! And we're having trouble voting on a few of them, so we'll put like a little poll at the bottom of the story when we need help Some of them we already have right now, so yeah . . .

I SUGGEST YOU READ MY STORY 'OF OSCARS AND HOT BOYS' FIRST BEFORE READING THIS! I STRONGLY SUGGEST IT!

Enough talk, enjoy the fic! ~M R&R-L

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, back it up a bit," Dani said, holding up her hands in the 'stop' motion. "You're telling us that we are on the Mt. Olympus? The one that was in Greece but now moved and is on the 600th floor of the Empire State Building? The one that was in danger during the second Titan War?"

Aphrodite gaped at them. "How much did that book series tell you?"

"We know about all about your little talk with Percy in the limo," Michelle said. "If you're really Aphrodite, then you'll know what we mean."

The love goddess shrugged. "You mean the one about Annabeth?"

"Okay, she's Aphrodite," Michelle muttered to Dani. "He's really Apollo, and we're really on Olympus."

"Or," Dani scoffed. "They're just really obsessed with Percy Jackson, like us! Except not more, that's physically impossible. For me, at least. Or this is just some weird dream that we both need to wake up from! Even though I kinda don't want to!" She pinched herself. "Okay . . . that slightly hurt."

"See!" Aphrodite boasted. "It's not a dream! And we are gods!"

"Gods that can incinerate you," Apollo said, before quickly adding, "Not that we would want to."

"Okay, maybe you are gods, and maybe we are on Olympus, but that still doesn't explain why you brought us here!" Dani exclaimed. "And while this is freaking awesome and I would probably pass out if I wasn't annoyed, we have the right to know!"

"Apollo brought you here to host the Olympian Oscars," Aphrodite explained, zapping a mirror into and looking at her reflection.

"The what?" Michelle raised an eyebrow.

"The Olympian Oscars," Aphrodite repeated simply. "Our version of the Oscars!"

"Couldn't you just host it?" Dani pointed out. "And uh, we get some free front seat tickets?"

"Well, no, because Zeus won't let us," Aphrodite said, pouting slightly. "That's why you are here, girls!"

"Wait, we're doing something that defies Zeus's orders?" Michelle squeaked. "Oh no, this will not end up well for us!"

"If he finds out!" Dani said. "C'mon, Percy's peeved Zeus and many other gods and Titans loads of times, this is just once!"

"Yeah, cause he's the son of Poseidon! We're just mort-"

"No, no, you can be a mere mortal, and I shall be an unclaimed demigod."

"Whatever! For now, we're both mortals, so we're more screwed than Percy was! He has Poseidon to back him up!"

Dani paused. "Okay, you may have a point there." She turned to face the two gods. "Well?"

Apollo smiled reassuringly. "Eh, you'll be fine as long as Aphrodite and I are with you guys when we break the news to Zeus."

"Curse you, Chelle for making me paranoid, because that still doesn't help that much!" Dani groaned. "I'd rather not turn into a pile of ash! I'm only thirteen! I have so much life to live!"

"Dani, chill," Michelle said, blushing slightly and glancing at Apollo. "Apollo is gonna protect us, silly."

"That's exactly my point."

"Moving on," Aphrodite said loudly. "It's your job to pick out all the awards and then present them tomorrow night! Just have the awards and nominees chosen by 10 a.m. tomorrow morning, and we'll be good!"

"Why 10 a.m.?" Michelle asked curiously.

Aphrodite shrugged. "First time that popped into my mind."

"And why do we have to do all the work?" Dani raised an eyebrow. "It wasn't really our idea to have this." [*]

Aphrodite looked slightly offended. "We're the nominees! We're not the hosts!" Dani facepalmed, then said, "Well, what if we get blown up by gods who don't like our decision? Or attacked by demigods who didn't win an award?"

"Again, that's where I come in," Apollo answered. "They won't touch you two. Promise."

Dani looked at the two gods suspiciously, then at Michelle, who nodded slightly.

"Swear on the River Styx?" she said warily.

"Swear on the River Styx no one will harm you while you're here." Apollo said. "Happy?" Thunder rolled loudly in the distance.

"I would be if Aphrodite swore on the Styx too," Dani said stubbornly.

Aphrodite sighed. "I swear on the River Styx that no one, including myself, will hurt you while you're here." Thunder once again boomed. "There, I did it. Now, you have to do your part."

Michelle grinned at Dani, then looked at the gods. "So, we can choose whatever awards we want for the gods?"

"Not just the gods, but the demigods too," Apollo added. "And prophecies, and pairings, and heck, even Titans, if you want to."

"Well, alright then!" Michelle said, grinning excitedly. "When do we start?"

"Now," Aphrodite answered, a smile spreading to her face. "Just be sure to include the prettiest goddess, okay?"

Dani nodded halfheartedly. "Okay, okay. And just wondering, where will we be staying?"

"That's a good question," mumbled Aphrodite, glancing at Apollo.

Apollo grinned flirtatiously. "They could stay at my mansion."

Dani's eyes widened, and she took a step back, then glared. "Lemme think . . . yes, no, yes, no, yes, no, gods no. I'd rather stay at a goddess's house, thank you very much." she huffed, before muttering, "Can't really say the same for Chelle though."

"Aw, how cute!" Aphrodite giggled. "Your little friend must have a crush on Apollo! Cute!"

"More like disgusting," Dani grumbled. "Couldn't we just stay with you?"

"That works too!" Aphrodite exclaimed. "Then we can have a sleepover tonight, and do each others' nails!" She and Michelle both squealed.

Dani looked at them in disgust. "On second thought, that bench over there looks quite comfy." she muttered, pointing to a random marble bench. She went over there and tapped it. "See? Nice and cold. Totally comfy."

"Oh, come on, Dani!" Michelle exclaimed. "It'll be fun! Plus, we have to have makeovers for the Oscars, no? I mean, the hosts have to look pretty!"

"Exactly!" Aphrodite agreed. "Are you sure you're not my daughter, and she's not a daughter of Artemis?" she asked Michelle.

"If I were a daughter of Artemis," Dani interrupted before Michelle could answer, "that would be so freaking epic!" She sighed, then added, "Too bad she's a maiden goddess . . . I'll settle for becoming a Huntress. Meeting Thalia and getting to be immortal unless I die in battle . . . ."

"But having to give up love for that?" Aphrodite gasped, placing a hand dramatically over her heart. "Puh-lease, Danielle! Being immortal is so overrated compared to true love!"

Dani gritted her teeth together. "It's Dani. Four simple letters. Not 'Danielle.'"

"Don't talk to me that way, mortal," Aphrodite said warningly.

"What can you do?" Dani said, almost tauntingly. "You swore on the Styx that no one, including yourself, would harm me while I was here! So, ha! Ha! And may I add for emphasis, ha!"

The love goddess cursed in Ancient Greek. "I hate taking oaths," she muttered.

Dani grinned triumphantly. "Well, you should've thought of that before telling Apollo to zap us here!"

"Dani," Michelle said, somewhat nervously. "Don't upset any of the gods, please."

"Why?" Dani laughed. "No one can really hurt us, or else Apollo and Aphrodite here are screwed!"

"Yeah, but we still hafta stay at Aphrodite's house tonight."

"Not me," Dani reminded, patting the bench. "I'm sleeping on this here bench tonight."

Michelle stared at her. "You can't be serious, Dani." she said incredulously.

"Au contraire, Chelle. I can be."

"At this rate," Apollo interrupted, "the Oscars will never happen. I say you all get to it, and I'll see you three tomorrow."

Dani and Michelle's jaws dropped. "You're being mature." Dani said slowly. "You, Phoebus Apollo, Fred, being mature! What has the world come to?"

"It's ending," Michelle decided, throwing her hands in the air. "The world is ending. Oh my gods, they were right, it's ending!"

"Hey!" Apollo said defensively. "I can be mature!"

"Yeah," Dani scoffed. "And I'm Zeus." Thunder crashed. Dani flinched, then muttered, "Sorry, Lord Zeus!"

"And that's two major gods you've managed to upset in the last five minutes," Michelle murmured. "Oath or not, you're gonna get yourself killed if you don't shut your big mouth, Dani." Said girl shrugged.

"Either way, if something happens to me, these two here - " she pointed to the present gods " - will suffer the consenquences too. So I know they'll do their best not to get me killed."

Michelle sighed. "Fine then, don't come crying to me when you're in Hades and wandering the Fields of Asphodel."

"Fields of Asphodel," Dani spluttered. "Pshaw, I can totally make it to Elysium!"

"And suddenly I'm Zeus too," she muttered. Thunder crashed again. "Sorry, Lord Zeus!"

"He's a touchy one, isn't he?" Dani mumbled. She looked up warily, then sighed with relief when no more thunder came.

"Well, let's go to bed then!" Apollo said suddenly. "Artemis is taking her shift now, so it's nighttime!"

"Well, goooood night everybody!" Dani said. "I'll just be on my nice, comfortable bench here, see ya'll in the morning!"

Apollo went to his mansion ("You ladies sure you don't wanna stay there?" "Move it, pretty boy.") and Dani was laying on the bench, her back turned to Aphrodite and Michelle.

"Are you really going to stay there?" Michelle asked.

"What's it look like I'm doing, baking a pie?"

"But we still have to do each other's nails!" Aphrodite almost whined. "You two have to look good if you're going to be our hosts! And I have to look even better than usual!"

Dani rolled her eyes, though, nobody could see. Aphrodite turned to Michelle. "How much does she weigh?"

Michelle shrugged. "I don't know, ninety something? Near one hundred?"

Aphrodite paused for a second, then said, "We can take her." Then she and Michelle lifted a struggling Dani.

"Let go of me!" she protested, squirming around. "You're insane!"

"I'm also a goddess, and oath or not, I can find a way around it," Aphrodite warned. After two more minutes of struggling, Dani stopped and crossed her arms, huffing.

"How long is the walk to your mansion anyway?" Dani asked, looking at all the other ones they were passing.

"That pink one, at the corner!"

"I should've known," she grumbled.

"You're a lot lighter than I thought you'd be with all the food you eat," Michelle speculated.

"Are you implying I'm fat?"

"I didn't say that, you did."

"Yes, but you said it first."

After a few more moments of the two bickering, they arrived at Aphrodite's front door.

"I just realized you two carried me here, and I didn't have to walk a single step," Dani said, getting on her feet. "Good, I was feeling lazy."

Michelle rolled her eyes. "When are you not?"

"Probably in a few moments, when it's completely night."

"Of course," the other girl replied. "You stay up too late."

"Two in the morning is not too late!"

"What?" Aphrodite gasped. "Honey, you're not getting enough beauty sleep!"

Dani raised an eyebrow. "Now are you implying I'm ugly?"

"Oh no, you have so much potential! Some mascara and eyeliner, lipstick, blush, foundation, and a few more will do wonders!"

Dani looked green. "No thanks, I'm good without . . . that, on my face."

Aphrodite pouted. "Tomorrow you're going to have to wear that stuff anyway!"

"No I will not!" she protested.

"Can we just get in?" Michelle asked, exasperated.

After a few more moments of bickering, arguing, fussing, etc, they managed to actually get inside. The two girls' eyes widened.

"Oh . . ." she said.

"My . . . " Michelle added.

"Gods," they finished.

"This is awesome!" Dani said, running from the couch to the table to the kitchen. She went back to the couch and started jumping on it.

"Woo hoo! Now this is a level of squishiness you just can't get out of Jet-Puff marshmallows!"

"Dani!" Michelle hissed. "Get back here!"

"Oh, come on, this is a goddess's place, it's fine!"

Aphrodite's eyes widened too. "You're messing up the couch! And more importantly, your hair!"

"My hair was already messed up earlier!"

"Yes, but you're making it worse! We must get it ready for the Oscars tomorrow!"

Dani froze, then fell onto the couch. "Oh, no. No way in Hades are you going to get me to where makeup and wear a dress! I'd rather die! Wait, that might be a good thing. Um . . . join the Titans!"

"Seriously, Dani!"

"Okay, well, maybe not that drastic, but you know what I mean!"

Aphrodite smiled innocently. "Girls, do you know who my daughter Piper is?"

"Piper?" Michelle repeated. "As in Piper McLean? Jason Grace's girlfriend? The charmspeaker? The mediator between the Romans and Greeks? The one who has fake memories of Jason? The one that rode on Festus with Leo and Jason? The one called Beauty Queen? That Piper?"

"No," Dani said sarcastically. "This special brand of mustard called Piper.[1]"

"Yes, that Piper," Aphrodite said, ignoring Dani and smiling proudly at the mention of her daughter. "Do you know how I claimed her?"

"You put her in a fancy, smanchy dress, did her hair, and her makeup," Dani said matter of factly. "Not to mention make her feel tortured. Why?"

"Oh!" Michelle exclaimed. "I think I get it!"

Dani snorted. "That's a first."

"Hey!"

"I speak the truth, my somewhat friend," Dani shrugged.

"Somewhat?"

"But, seriously, what are you talking about?"

Aphrodite and Michelle smiled at each other deviously. "Oh," Aphrodite said, waving her hand dismissively. "It's nothing."

"Su-ure." Dani rolled her eyes. "It's a universally known fact that nothing means something, all the time."

"Well," Michelle butted in. "We'd better get started with all the awards, Dani!"

"Yay," Dani said drily, turning to Aphrodite. "Where're we staying tonight?"

Aphrodite grinned, then zapped the three of them into a large, bright pink room with a bunk bed and a ton of frilly, girly furniture, not to mention a walk-in closet. "Welcome to your room, girls!"

Dani gasped. "Oh my gods, I just died on the inside. The pink! It burns!" she said, scratching at her head. She then pretended to gag and faint on one of the bunks. Dani looked at the bunk bed she was on, then grinned. "Dibs on the top bunk!" she yelled, running up the ladder.

"Why am I not surprised?" Michelle sighed, walking over to the closet. She opened it, then squealed loudly.

"What? Is there a mouse in there?" Dani asked excitedly. "I wanna see!"

"No, but look at how cute these clothes are!" Michelle said excitedly, pulling out a random top.

"Seriously, Chelle?" Dani groaned. "And here I thought I was going to see an adorable little mouse. Or a sickening rat. Either one works!"

The love goddess clapped her hands together. "Well, you two need to get started, and I need my beauty sleep!" She giggled. "But it's not like I could be anymore beautiful! It still helps thoguh. Night, girls!" She then zapped out of the room, leaving the girls alone.

"Are you sure we're not dreaming?" Dani sighed, laying down on her bed. "Or dead? Because, again, I died a little on the inside when I saw all the pink of this room!"

Michelle shrugged. "I don't know."

"No surprise there."

"Augh," Michelle muttered, ignoring Dani's outburst. "We need paper or something so we can write that stuff down."

"And you didn't ask Aphrodite for some, why?" Dani said incredulously.

"I just thought of it!"

"Smooth, Chelle. Smooth."

"Whatever," Michelle said, rolling her eyes. "We can figure it out."

When Dani didn't reply for a while, Michelle waved a hand over her face. "Dani? Dani? Dani!"

Said girl started. "What! I am trying to listen here!"

"Listen to what?" Michelle asked.

"My iPod!"

Michelle's eyes widened. ". . . you . . . had an iPod . . . all this time . . . and you didn't tell me?"

". . . yeah. Why?"

"We could use the stinkin' notebook app!"

". . . I knew that."

[*] Actually, it was totally our ideas to have this. XD Mostly me. Cause I'm a genius. Oh yeah, what now. *rolls eyes* WE GET IT!

[1] What's with Max and mustard? Seriously?

Hope you enjoyed! With all the fics I got (oi . . . I'm dead. XP) and fics I wanna do (including this one), we might not be the FASTEST updaters, but we'll update ASAP! *shrugs* I could write, but I need her to edit, because it sucks without her editing.

Goooooood night everybody! ~M Um, Max, it's not night... REVIEW! -L