Even though he and his friends were about to go into a war, Leo had the sudden urge to play a game on the Wii.

He had the remotes and the sensor so why not? He went around the Argo II and asked his friends if they wanted to join him, but they declined wanting to do something "productive" like practice their sword fighting skills while they were landed. Leo thought this was crazy considering they might not live to play another Wii game. If he died and didn't beat his high score, that would bother him everyday in the Underworld.

With remote in hand, he scans the cabinet full of games to play. "Epic Mickey," he read as he picked the game up. "Nah,"he thinks to himself as he slides the game back into its slot, "I have enough enemies to destroy in real life. I don't really want to have more in a game." He runs his finger over all of the games reading the titles.

"Wii Fit." Too much exercise.

"Cooking Mama." He sucks at cooking even if it is only a video game.

"Barbie as an Island Princess." Who even bought that? Leo finally decides two things. One, he needs to strangle whoever authorized getting the Barbie game. Two, that he would play just simple Wii sports.

He switches the TV on and hears the annoying jingle when he selects the game. A sudden smile creeps in the corner of his lips when he sees all the little Miis of his friends dancing around the screen.

Coach Hedge was disappointed that there wasn't a "satyr" option for his Mii, but Percy made the point that mortals would think something was wrong with the game if one of the options was to have the lower half of their Mii's body be a goat's legs. Percy got the "shut up. I was going to plan a revolution on this" look from Coach so he quieted up quickly after that.

Ironically enough, Nico's Mii is the only one on the screen not smiling. He is just moping around aimlessly with a  sad expression on his face- so basically what he does in real life. He didn't want a Mii, but Leo had made him one anyways. That earned him one of Nico's death stares, and boy, that guy sure knew how to give them, but it was worth it seeing a mini Nico play table tennis in his little hawiian t-shirt.

 He moves his remote across the screen scrolling through the games while he sips on apple juice. Slurp! "Bowling? Too easy. Golf? Too difficult. Boxing? Too violent," he thinks. He couldn't help but laugh at that. When is his life never violent with all of the constant fighting in it? Slurp! He realizes he is out of apple juice.

He sets his glass down and looks at the screen again. "Tennis?" he pauses, "That could work." The annoying jingle plays again and then the screen is filled with a bright green tennis court. On one side of the court, Leo's Mii prances side to side copying his every move. On the other side of the court, Leo sees his randomly selected victim, Frank's Mii.

Leo narrows his eyes and grins evilly. "This is going to be fun," he thinks. After given the signal to play, he raises his remote and swings it down. On the screen, his little Mii serves the tennis ball right into Frank's face. "Score!" he thinks as he dances wildly, his Mii doing the same, "Team Leo!"

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After continuing this for several hours and beating almost every other demigods' Mii, Leo was surprisingly tired. He slouches down on a chair watching his Mii do yet another victory dance as his opponent, which happened to be Frank again, mope in the background.

"Leo Valdez," a scolding voice says from behind him. He turns to see a bruised up Hazel glaring at him. He scrambles to his feet and the rest of the crew comes into view. All of them have similar bruises as Hazel and they don't look like the most cheerful bunch in the world.

"Wow," Leo says trying to hold back laughter, "You guys have a bit of trouble training? Did Frank turn into a rhinocerous and run everybody over?"

Frank turns red and shakes his head.

"If I did, I wouldn't do it on purpose," he mutters bashfully.

"Anyways," Piper says drawing the attention off Frank which seemed to relieve him, "We would have been just fine training without being pelted with tennis balls!" Leo's brow furrows.

"Why would you be pelted with tennis balls?" Jason rolls his eyes.

"Leo, did you happen to use the remote that you use to control the ship?" he says exaspperated.

Leo looks down at his hand. Oops. "Note to self, he thinks, "Never play Wii with this controller unless I want my friends beaten to death by flying tennis balls."