Wrong Number Kid

🍕Ever heard of the Backyardigans?🍕

A/N:

Greetings fellow earthlings. Didja miss me?

Lol, just kidding, I'm not an earthling.

I'm an evil robot sent from the future to destroy the past.

But that's just between you and me, got it? 🤫

Also, I'm really sorry for not updating in a while, I've been kinda busy.

🍸Tony's POV:

  We all walked back along the dirt path that we came to the beach on, occasionally taking a few turns. (Well, except for Leo and Percy, they sprinted off after Percy said they were having pizza.)

  Finally, we came to a big outdoor dining pavilion. It had a huge fireplace and twenty-one tables, each lined up about a few feet from each other except for the big table which was place horizontally facing all the other tables.

  The tables also all had Greek words written on the front of them, which I'm assuming is the name of all the kids who sit at that table's godly parent.

  "Why are there twenty-one tables if there are only twelve Greek gods?" Peter asked.

  "Oh no, there are a lot more Greek gods than just twelve," Annabeth replied. "At Camp Half-Blood we have children of the minor gods too, such as Nemesis, Hypnos, Iris, Nike, and a lot more."

    "Oh. What about that one I learned about in school, like. . . umm, what was her name? Oh! Hestia?" Peter asked.

  "Hestia's a maiden goddess, so she doesn't have any kids, although we do have a cabin here for her, just as a symbol of respect," Piper answered.

  "What table would we sit at, seeing as we're not children of any gods?" Natasha asked.

  "Hmm. . . good question," Jason said. "Well, I would say Hermes, but they're a little crowded at the moment so. . . go sit with Percy!"

  "Hey!" Percy complained from his table.

  "Don't act like you weren't just complaining about being alone at your table two days ago," Annabeth said, rolling her eyes.

   Percy sighed. "Fine," he said and beckoned for us to come sit at his table.

  We all walked over and sat down on the opposite side of the table from Percy while the kids went and sat down at their own tables with other kids. 

  I noticed that some tables were completely full, others only had one person sitting at them, and some were completely empty. "Why are some tables empty, and some tables crammed full of kids?" Bruce asked Percy.

  "Well, the reason some tables are empty is because some gods don't have kids, but we still have their cabins and tables, just kinda as a symbol of respect. And for the tables that crammed. . . I guess some gods just have more kids than others," Percy answered. We all nodded in understanding.

  Before any of us could say anything else, Mr. D stood up from his place at the big table facing all of the other tables. (I still don't know to feel about that guy.) He cleared his throat. "There are a few announcements," he said.

  Everyone quieted down to hear him.

  "First of all, Zeus told Piper it was okay for her to tell a group of mortals about the Greek Gods and let them into camp, so let's welcome our new visitors: the Averages," Mr. D announced.

   Percy snorted, trying to contain his laughter.

  "Um, it's actually the Avengers. Spelled A-V-E-N-G-E-R-S," I corrected.