This is based on an actual dream I had once...

Heavy use of the word bitch

Percy definitely was not feeling lucky. No matter how many prayers he recited for Tyche, nothing would make him feel lucky. But here he stood, before six gods.

Athena and Poseidon, the ones he had wanted there; Zeus, who hardly ever left; Apollo, apparently he didn't have a life either; Hera, wow, lucky him, although, she might have some powers of persuasion over Athena when he asked; and Aphrodite, who was asleep on her throne --much to the percivings of everyone, Aphrodite wasn't much if a 'girly girl' and was currently snoring and... was that drool? Who knew even goddesses drooled in sleep?

"What is it now, young demigod?" Zeus boomed at the now twenty-four year-old.

"I wish to ask miss Athena a question." His heart hammered in his chest as five gods looked at him. The room was filled with reminers of Luke Castellan and Kronos.

Zeus rolled his godly eyes. "Whatever."

"What question would it be child?" Athena raised her eyebrows. "What do you seek? Knowledge? Power? What do you-"

Percy cut her off. "I want Annabeth's hand in marriage."

At this, Aphrodite woke and sighed. "My work, is complete."

Athena, on the other hand, growled, "no."

Percy's heart shattered. "No?" He questioned in a small voice.

"No."

"B-b-but... why?"

"Because, I'm her mother and I say no."

"Athena," Hera growled, "don't be a bitch." Somehow, Hera had just earnt Percy's respect. And that meant a lot.

"I'm not being a bitch! The little son of a bitch isn't marrying my daughter."

"Hey!" Percy shouted. "Do not, insult my mother!"

Athena laughed. "Your mother is a respectably smart woman Perseus. Your father is the bitch."

Poseidon gawked. "I am not a bitch!"

Apollo laughed. "Yes you are Poseidon. You are a bitch."

"Don't call me a bitch you bitch!"

Percy rolled his eyes at the godly temper tantrums.

"Only I can call Poseidon a bitch, Apollo you dick."

Eyes snapped at Athena. "Why only you Athena?" Zeus asked.

"Because, Poseidon is my bitch."

Percy choked on his own tongue, apparently Apollo knew what Percy was thinking too because his face was bright red and he looked constipated.

"I am not your bitch." Poseidon fought back.

"Well I'm going to make you my bitch!"

"Please," Percy began. "Please don't."

Athena raised her eyebrows. "What makes you think you can tell me what I can and can't do, demigod?"

"I don't think you've heard much teenage mortal talk have you?"

She scoffed. "The only teenaged mortals I talk with happen to be my children -- who are highly intelligent -- and you, sea scum."

Percy nodded. "I thought as much. Miss Athena, when mortal teenagers, say the words 'I'm going to make them my bitch', the majority of the time it means they want to sleep with the person..."