AN: This is my new story people! So, yeah. Read, review and Enjoy! CHILDREN OF FANFICTION!

This is the prologue, so it's quite short. Because for one,I'm doing this in the wee hours of the morning, under a hot blanket. So, please Enjoy.

3rd Person POV: (for now)

Percy gave the entire camp a look and they grinned.

"Why not?" they whined and tried to lure the son of Poseidon in with their pleas.

"The gods might smite me, for one!" he retorted.

Nico snorted and laughed out loud. "That never stopped you, bro. Come on. Every day, a different Olympian. And maybe even the campers," he said motioning to the desperate teenagers.

Percy thought about it for a while before sighing, defeated by a few pouty faces and looks.

"Okay, guys. Fine. Who is it today?" Percy asked and the mass of campers merged together discussing what would be his challenge every day.

After a good five or ten minutes, they turned back to him, their faces plastered with grins.

He frowned. "What's going on.."

Annabeth and Thalia both hung their arms around Percy's neck while Nico watched amused.

"We made a deal with the gods. Every day, a different god will make you seem more like them, or how they act. And in return, it gets broadcasted on Hepheaustus TV, for some entertainment for the gods. You up for it? This will be intense." the two girls said with smiles plastered onto their faces.

Percy sighed and raised his hands in surrender. "Fine. I'll do it. I'll do it." he said, which brought cheers of glee to the camp.

Whether, they were happy about him accepting the challenge itself, or because they wanted to see their savior embarrass himself, he didn't really know.

He sighed as everyone grinned slyly at him, having recovered from their fits of happiness.

"So," he said, "Who am I doing today?" he asked slightly irked and embarrassed all the same, feeling that he wasn't going to like the next week or so.

The campers grinned at each other before replying in one big cheer altogether, "Aphrodite!"

Percy's face reddened and his mouth dropped open in surprise and disbelief, as the entire camp burst into fits of laughter.

He gave Chiron and Dionysius a desperate look, but they were too busy trying to suppress laughter themselves.

He sighed and spoke mostly to himself, "I guess I'll just get rea-"

He was cut off by a pinkish glow enveloping Percy in the middle of the dining pavilion.

The campers, Chiron and Mr. D all stepped back a few steps, not entirely sure what to do in this situation.

After a good minute, the pink light had diminished and while everyone blinked their eyes, trying to rid glowing dots from their vision, a dazed Percy stumbled out from his previous spot.

He looked down at himself and let out a shriek.

"Oh, my gosh! My hair is gorgeous! And I look hot!"

Everyone's heads swirled to his direction only to find a pink-clad Percy with designer everything. His hair was fairly long and Percy stood daintily, yet he was exuding a strong presence.

There was something else though, something which made all of their eyes widen even more and their jaws to drop lower.

Percy was absolutely drop-dead gorgeous. He flipped his naturally tousled hair and gave everyone a look.

"Why, everyone? What's wrong? Did I do some-" His words cut short when he turned to Annabeth.

"ANNABETH?!" he shrieked as loud as only Aphrodite could.

Annabeth frowned. "Why Percy? Is something wrong?" Annabeth asked worriedly.

Percy wrinkled his nose.

"Ohhh, gurlll? Seriously? That top, with those shoes? What were you thinking? This is a normal day at camp! Or ar you going elephant hunting later? I mean seriously." Percy snapped his perfectly manicured fingers together.

"Someone call the fashion police, this girl needs a make-over!"

Everyone stared stunned at the supposed son of Poseidon. What on earth was happening?

Oh, Percy. What have you done?

AN: So, yeah. Another damn story, well people let me just say that I absolutely love this idea and I am saying hi. Do, review! Suggestions & stuffiees!

Oh, right. So, Percy will sometimes be a girl. If I want him to be.

Love, Luna.