Yay!!!!! An actual chapter!!!! so, um disclaimer. I own nothing. I don't even think I'll have any ocs, so, nope. Nothing. Nada. Anyways, here are the fandoms which will be here. I would also like to say, please do not comment about how these fandoms do not work together.  Please.

Avengers (Sorry for OCness.)

Young justice (been a while since I've watched it, so again, might be kinda OC.)

Harry Potter (and no, I do not care about the fact that some people are dead.)

Percy Jackson (kinda obvious.)

Enjoy!!!!

Also,this is dedicated to wait_for_my_shot, for the encouraging words.

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Robin did not understand why he deserved this. He didn't even know what this was! Apparently, some of his teammates weren't feeling the aster after one of his latest tricks, so the made him do this. Whatever it was.

The worst part was, Bruce AGREED. Something about him 'behaving better.'

No clue what he was talking about.

Anyways, he stepped into the building, and groaned. Looking around, there was only one thing this place could be.

A therapy building.

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Clint Barton was irritated. Apparently, stark had become annoyed by the archer, and had forced him to attend this. What this was? No clue. Tony had just pushed him into the car and mumbled to himself.

Which left the question. Where was he?

He was stuck with just some throwing knives hidden on himself. He had been given a copy of rules and other things, even if he didn't know exactly where he was. The rules were...... Odd, to say the least. 

Rule 1: no large, visible weapons.

2: any weapons must be concealed and undetectable by the general populace, and must have less then a 37percent chance of exploding.

3: all clothing must be appropriate. 

4: you must bring your own kevlar/armor/magic cape. (He really didn't get that one.)

5: minimize the maiming.

6: please do not irritate everyone.

7: do not comment on appearance/religion/species.

8: we are not responsible for you irritating someone and thus getting maimed. (Is that even a rule?)

9: do not go into rooms you are not granted permission to.

10: respect insanity. (He was concerned about where he was getting sent....)

11: respect telepaths/empaths.

12: do not mess with others minds.

13: respect diets. I.e., Green-hair friendly, muslim, no seafood, etc. (What was 'green-hair friendly?')

14: do not feed the shark. (Where was he going?)

There were a couple others, but still....... Weird.

The car parked in front of a gray building, and he groaned. On the top was a sign which said 

'Delphi Therapy And Counseling Services'

(*u*)

George and Fred Weasley, owners of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. They went to America, to see the worlds greatest tricksters. 

They apparated inside a building, with some gray furniture, and a couple of people in chairs. Some of them looked relatively normal, while others.... Not so much.

A couple of them glanced up. Some just stayed fixated on what they were doing. 

A girl with blond hair in princess curls looked up at them. She said "names?" Her counter was full of paperwork , and she seemed to be working on five separate pages at once.

George said "I'm fred,"

Fred said " and I'm George. "

Then they simultaneously said "we're the Weasley twins!"

She just went back to her paperwork, and pulled out a form, and started writing on it. "George and Fred Weasley, gotcha, let's see, Weasley, Weasley, not Charlie Weasley, no, he's got the other one, no, Ron's is next week, let see... "

She just started mumbling to herself, while George and Fred wondered why their brothers had signed up for ones.

"Here we go," she said " room 106. Here's your form. " she passed them forms, and they walked towards a hallway. They stopped in front of room 106, and smiled. 

On the front of the door, was a plaque which said "trickster session."

( 'w')

Conner and Travis Stoll, sons of Hermes. They came because..... Well, Annabeth is scary.

Apparently, some of the demigods decided to become therapists, which definitely seems like a bad idea.

Annabeth wanted some 'professionals which she knows' to help her. And if she held a knife while saying it.......

So here they were. Annabeth DEFINITELY designed it. Tasteful architecture and furniture in shades of gray, with a few highlights, it looked like one of those dream house things.

They walked down a hallway, trying to be quick.

They stopped in front  of room 106. With a plain gray door, it looked pretty ordinary. Attached to it was a bronze plaque with the words 'trickster session' on it.

With a glance at each other, and a silent wish that Annabeth wouldn't be in there, they gulped and opened the door.

\_(°-°)_/

Percy Jackson, (call him Persassy Jacksasson) was delegated (hey look, Annabeth! Percy said a big word!) The task of doing the 'trickster session '. 

Why, you may ask? Well, Annabeth wanted him to, and you do NOT argue with Annabeth.

He stood outside of room 106, and sighed, before opening the door.

Inside was a disaster.

Because someone had an idea of LEAVING A ROOM FULL OF THE TRICKIEST TRICKSTERS ALONE was a great idea, all the chairs (which were once in a circle) were stacked up in a random way, and were PURPLE, and there were DUCKS EVERYWHERE. Where did they even GET ducks?!

when he walked in, everyone froze. Connor and Travis were trying to hide something behind their backs, (what it was, Percy wasn't exactly sure if he wanted to know) two redheaded people who looked like twins were holding what looked like fireworks, and a kid in a weird costume and a middle-age-looking man were arguing about who could use the vents.

Great.

"Um, hello?" Percy said " I'm supposed to be your 'counselor'" he made finger quotes around the word 'counselor '.

"So," he continued " if you could line up, that would be great. "

They all took a seat, the two who were arguing casting wistful glances towards the vents.

 "So," Percy said, " let's start with our names and why we're here! "

The two redheads stood up.

 "I'm fred," one said

" And I'm george. " the other continued.

"We're the Weasley twins!" They said, simultaneously .

"And we're here" Fred said

"Because we wanted to meet more pranksters!" George finished.

Everyone blinked. That was..... Alot.

The man who was arguing about vents sighed, and stood up. "My name is Clint Barton, also known as Hawkeye, and I'm here because stark is annoying. I didn't even know that this was a therapy building, until I came here. "

There was a pause, before Connor said "you mean the archer dude?"

Clint just signed heavily, before grumpily saying " yes. The archer dude. "

They all sat there in uncomfortable silence, until Connor and Travis stood up.

"We're Connor and Travis Stoll," Travis said

"And we're here because Annabeth is terrifying." Connor added.

Clint asked "who's Annabeth?"

The Stolls looked at each other before looking back at clint and saying in unison " pure terror. "

They all sat there, just looking at the kid in a funny costume. Eventually, he groaned and stood up. 

"Call me robin. I'm here because I was forced to."

They say there, unsure of what to do, until one of the Weasley's leaned forward.

"Wanna go prank someone?" He asked. 

They  all raced out the door, and Percy just say there, wondering what they just unleased.

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So, was it good? please tell me what you thought, and any ideas/characters you would like to see!!

Again, thanks to Wait_For_My_Shot go to the comments to find a link!

also, as promised, here is your quote.

P.S., I'll keep it in fandoms from that chapter.a

Well... Pretty sure. Ninety-nine percent. Okay, eighty -five percent.