A.N-Okay, I just had this idea for some reason. The first chapter is pretty short, but it'll get better, I promise. I hope you like it, I am quite pleased with it, but, as they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. So read and I hope you enjoy. Disclaimer: I own nothing except the story and the characters I make up. This is one year after The Last Olympian.

Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty, sighed. She was sitting in her throne on Olympus, on the 600th floor of the Empire State Building in New York, New York, and she was bored. Just then her boyfriend, Ares, god of war, came in. He came over and kissed her on the cheek. She returned it. After a while of, ah, conversing, Aphrodite sat up and whined. "I'm BORED. I want to mess with mortals' love lives." Then she brightened as she thought of an almost mortal couple, her utmost favorite above all, partly because of who their parents were.

"I know! Let's mess with Percy and Annabeth's love lives!" Ares was a little disappointed, especially since that punk was the subject of his lady's thoughts, but then he though of how Aphrodite liked to 'mess' with mortals and love. He grinned, he would go with anything that made that sea spawn uncomfortable. Though he was more into the physical approach...

"What do I do?" he asked. He wanted part of this, too. Anything to annoy and/or hurt him. It would be better if it were more physical though...

Aphrodite smiled at him. She knew exactly why he wanted to help, but whatever the reason, if he wanted to help, she would put him to work.

"You don't do anything yet, sweetie. I'll just use some of my kids, mostly my daughters. Maybe some of the Hermes cabin." She laughed and said, "Do you know how less confusing it is to say Hermes cabin and just mean his kids? I'm glad Percy made that suggestion." Ares grumbled, but even he had to admit that it was a good suggestion. If all the kids were claimed, and not made feeling like they'd been abandoned, then Kronos probably would never rise again. And he had voted for it, and had not objected when Poseidon had asked if anyone didn't think his son was deserving of a hero's reward. Even if he denied. Everyone knew why, of course, but maybe it was better that way. Anyway, he couldn't spend too much time thinking about it, Aphrodite was talking again.

"Alright, let Operation Mess With Percy And Annabeth's Love Lives commence!"