New chapter! I've made my decision about whether or not Ares should like or dislike Percy. You'll see at the end of the chapter. :D

"Aww, but, Dad, ,"Ares begged Zeus on Olympus. It was just the two of them sitting in the thrown room together.

"Ares, no!" Zeus yelled, menacingly. Ares had been pleading with him for three hours. Yes. Not three seconds. Not three minutes. BUT THREE FUCKING HOURS!

"But he pisses me off and you know that he pisses you off too," Ares said, folding his arms and pouting.

"Yes, he is quiet annoying at times but he saved our godly asses and we have to thank him. I will not have you going around trying to kill Percy Jackson. Do you want Poseidon to be on my godly ass for a century?" Zeus said.

"But, please, Dad…please!" Ares was so loud that all of Olympus could hear him…and that wasn't an exaggeration. A few minutes later Athena came storming in. Her hair looked like an owl had attacked it and her eyes were tired and crusty. She was wearing pajama pants that had the phrase "School is Cool!" plastered all over it and she was wearing a white tank top with stains that looked a lot like pizza. It was strange to see her this way, especially since she always made it her job to "Dress for Success". Ares held back his giggles.

"Ares, Zeus, this is completely illogical! It's like, what, 5 a.m. in the morning. Ares, this is normal for you but I expect more from you, Mr. Lord of the Sky or should I call you Lord of Waking People Up From Their Dream Of Albert Einstein?" Athena yelled. Ares burst out laughing.

"I'm sorry…but who dreams of Albert Einstein? Wasn't he your own damn son?" Ares asked.

"Common mistake, Ares. Albert Einstein was actually a complete mortal; he never had a godly parent and thus was never a dem—"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get the process of how demigods are made."

Then, a zombie came out. Yes, a zombie with a green face, fucked up hair, and a nightdress on.

"!" Ares, Athena, and Zeus screamed in unison. They held each other tightly, preparing for the end…well, as close as the end as an immortal could get. The zombie rolled its eyes and wiped its green face, revealing the motherly-looking face of Queen Hera, the bitter goddess of women and marriage.

"You idiots, it's just me, Hera," Hera growled, folding her arms. The gods untangled themselves from one another. Athena looked down and saw a big circular wet stain on Ares's pants.

"UGH, ARES, GROSS!" Athena yelled. She had a look of repugnance on her face.

"I have a bladder problem!" Ares cried, covering his crotch with his two hands. "STOP JUDGING ME!"

Ares ran out of the room, bawling.

Meanwhile at the Oprah Winfrey Show

The huge audience clapped as Oprah Winfrey, the spunky brunette hostess of the Oprah Winfrey show walked onto the set. She bowed and laughed at the attention and then finally sat down in her chair. She was wearing a pink short-sleeved shirt and black pants with black flat shoes. Oprah smiled her signature smile at the camera.

"Hey, hey, hey, America!" Oprah greeted cheerily, "Oprah here for another episode of the Oprah Winfrey Show." The audience clapped.

"Wow, you guys' hands must be red," Oprah joked. The audience laughed. They were totally under he talk-show hostess spell.

"Now let's get down to some serious business," Oprah said, "This is no news channel but it seems as though another strange but funny disturbance has happened in Big Apple. We all know that New Yorkers can get crazy…but crazy to the point where they wear waffle masks and dress up like ninjas and squirt syrup onto people? Well, audience please give a warm welcome to Mr. Hermes Jackson!"

The audience clapped as Hermes Jackson (who was really Hermes in disguise if you didn't know) walked, more like ran, onto set, squirting them with Aunt Jemima's Syrup. The audience laughed and shielded themselves to no avail.

"Sup, Americaaaaaaa?" Hermes said. "It's Waffle Ninja Gangsta Hermes Jackson in the shizzle and I am gonna break some real sweetness up in here, mother f*ckers! You feel me?"

The sticky audience clapped and cheered in response.

"Yeah! Bring in the love!" Hermes exclaimed, opening his arms as if he were inviting the audience to hug him. Oprah laughed as Hermes sat down in the chair right next to her.

"My God, Hermes. You have really brought some really comedy to New York," Oprah said, smiling.

"Thanks, Oprah, baby," Hermes replied in a fake falsetto voice. Oprah laughed even harder.

"So what motivated you to start a Waffle Ninja Gang?" Oprah asked him.

"Well, I was just chilling with my younger cousin, you know. We were bored as hell at the park and we just decided why the hell not?"

"And I understand your little cousin couldn't make it," Oprah said.

"Yeah, he had…plans with someone else. Little tyke didn't even know I was gonna be on your show, Oprah, baby. I guess I forgot to tell him. Aaah, but I'm not perfect, you know! No one is."

"Did you ever think your little stunt in the park would land you in deep fame?"

"Nope, I was just thinking random (bleep) that day but honestly I didn't want to do it before I (bleep)ed my girlfriend but she was being a little (bleep) and didn't want to (bleep) so I came to my little cuz's house to get away from that (bleep)y mother (bleep)er. YOU WATCHING THIS, OLIVIA? AM I GOOD ENOUGH TO (BLEEP) NOW? WELL, YOU CAN'T (BLEEP) ME NOW, (BLEEP)! YOU CAN'T (BLEEP)ING (BLEEP) ME NOW!"

Percy's House

Percy sat on his couch, browsing through the channel guide. He was all cuddled up in a cool blanket with a bowl of popcorn on the desk in front of him. He was so pissed off when he heard a knock at his door. Percy groaned with his mouth full of popcorn and rolled his eyes. He got off of his coach and walked up to the door, opening it angrily.

"What do you—"

Percy never finished the sentence. He was pulled from his house and stuffed into a black garbage bag with little holes poked into it for breathing.

"Hey, who is this? Who do you think you are? I'll get my Waffle Ninja Gangsta on you and we can get it poppin'," Percy yelled from inside of the bag.

"Shut up, slime ball. I don't care what Zeus says, you are gonna face the wrath of Ares," the man, holding the bag said.

"Ares? YOU LITTLE BITCH! POSEIDON IS GONNA FUCK YOUR STUPID LITTLE FACE UP! YOU BETTER LET ME GO!" Percy yelled.

"SHUT UP, MOTHA FUCKA! YOU WANT PEOPLE TO KNOW I HAVE A PERSON INSIDE OF HERE?"

"YES, SO THE COPS CAN ARREST YOU, YOU IDIOTIC IDIOT!"

The Woods

Ares set down the garbage bag with the fuming Percy still inside of it. Ares knelt down and untied the bag. Percy jumped out and punched him hard. Ares stumbled back and fell onto the ground. Percy was about to run away but Ares, with the speed of Hermes, caught his arm and pushed him onto the ground. Ares towered over him.

"Well, well, well…we meet again, son of Poseidon," Ares said menacingly.

"Leave me alone, Ares, I'm not going to fight you," Percy said angrily, pulling himself up from the ground.

"What's the matter, you scared cause you don't have Daddy to protect you?" Ares teased, laughing. But none of this was funny to Percy.

"Fuck you!" Percy yelled in his face. He was trying so hard to contain his anger but he knew the war god's presence was making him behave this way.

"Don't contain your anger, Percy. Let it out. Hit me! See where you end up!" Ares pulled out his sword. Percy placed his hand to his pocket, his fingers touching Riptide. Ares aimed for Percy's chest with his sword but Percy sidestepped and blocked his thrust. Ares kept thrusting but Percy continued blocking. Ares could see his strategy: block his thrusts to get him tired. Well, that wasn't going to work. Ares moved as quick as lightning and aimed for Percy's ankle, the same place Percy injured him years ago on the beach, but Percy was quicker and blocked him.

"What the Hades, man? Stop fighting like a pussy!" Ares yelled in frustration which gave Percy the right opportunity to stab him in the thigh. Ares growled.

"You little!" Ares grumbled. He was about to move forward but he couldn't, the pain in his thigh was too intense. Damn, Jackson had gotten better at swordsmanship. He'd been practicing the day of the meeting on Olympus no doubt. For an ADHD demigod, he sure was prepared. Percy then used the water from the lake to make icicles and he used those stupid ass things to impale Ares's arm.

"UGHH! THAT REALLY, REALLY HURT!" Ares yelled out. Ares was about to snap when Zeus appeared in a brilliant white flash. He looked pretty pissed off and Ares realized he was now in deep shit.

"ARES, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? I TOLD YOU TO MAKE NICE WITH PERCY AND YOU DO THIS?" Zeus yelled, menacingly. Percy failed to stifle his laughter as Ares was pulled out of the forest by his ear. Oh! This was definitely a Kodak moment. So Percy pulled out his Kodak video camera and filmed Zeus yelling at Ares and Ares crying like a baby as Zeus spanked him. Yep. Zeus spanked him.

"YOU NEED TO LEARN A GOOD LESSON IN DESCIPLINE!" Zeus yelled as he spanked Ares.

"I'LL BE BACK, JACKSON! I'LL GET YOU KILLED!" Ares yelled in between sobs.

Later on Olympus

Athena, Hera, Hades, Poseidon, Aphrodite, Dionysus, Apollo, and Artemis sat around Hermes in the throne room, watching an internet video on his laptop. They were laughing hysterically at the video. That's when Ares walked in, rubbing his butt. The laughter died down to small occasional giggles.

"What's going on?" Ares asked, making his way over to them.

"Um, nothing. Don't worry about it," Aphrodite lied. Suddenly, Apollo burst out laughing and the other gods followed.

"Is that ass of yours doing okay, Ares?" Apollo asked.

"WHAT?" Ares yelled. He grabbed the laptop away from Hermes and looked at the screen. He stared at shock at the video that they were playing. It was titled "WANNABE BADASS GETS HIS ASS WHOOPED BY HIS DAD." It had gotten a million views already. And it had 3,000 likes and 10 dislikes. It had about 600 comments. And the video was posted by none other than Percy Jackson whose screenname happened to be PercyJacksonRules445.

"Don't mess with my son, Ares, unless you want this to happen again," Poseidon warned, laughing.

"Yeah, that's what you get for messing with my Waffle Ninja Gangster," Hermes laughed.

"Wow, all this time I thought you were tough," Aphrodite said, "But now I just think you're a pussy."

"He is a pussy and he deserved that whooping," Hera said, scolding Ares.

"MOM!" Ares yelled. The Olympians started to laugh again. Ares dropped to his knees, angrily.

"I'LL GET YOU JACKSON! I DON'T CARE WHAT POSEIDON DOES! I'LL GET !"

Yep, Ares still hates Percy. Hope you liked the chappie! :)