Fandom One-Shots//Two-Shots

Thank you all so much!!!

Thank you all so, so, so much! I promised that when I come back, that if this story had 5 votes I'd write an amZhang chapter. So, that's what this chapter is. Enjoy and thank you all so much!!! Stay amZhang, demifans!!!! <3 you guys so, so, so much!

~~~ Kelpy <3 <3 <3 <3

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Annabeth's P.O.V.

So, it's they 15th anniversary of defeating Gaea, and the girls and I wanted to have a Girl's Night. "Hey girls, where do y'all want to celebrate the defeat of Gaea?" I asked them as we were walking to a café. "What about the new Karaoke Bar down the block?" Piper suggested.  "Yeah, it sounds like fun!" Calypso said excitedly. "Everyone in agreement?" Hazel asked, resulting in a ton of 'Yeah!'s and 'Course's. "Then it's settled. Let's go!" I say as we ran to the Karaoke Bar.

TIME SKIP TO THE BAR

Piper's P.O.V.

The bar looked so new and amazing! We got into a booth and, of course, a group of guys showed up. "Lookie here, it's 4 babes in the same booth." the one to the left said with a smirk. "What collage do you all go to?" the same one asked us. "New York Collage of Music and Art." Calypso answered easily. "You all go there?" he asked, stupidly. We nod. "Then, in that case, will you lovely girls sing a song?" the guy asked, winking. "Sure." I answer before Annabeth jodo-flipped them. "Come on, girls. Lets go pick a song." I told them, letting  an evil look dance in my eyes. Hazel must have noticed because she nodded and got up. "Come on. One song won't kill us." she said, making it seem to the guys that we were under their spell. Haha no. We walked up to the DJ. It was Kala, a super loveable daughter of Apollo. "Take a Hint." I told her. She smiled and handed us 4 microphones. "Let's do this girls. Show 'em who's boss." I say, evilly. The song started and I started to sing.

(Piper= normal, Annabeth= italics, Hazel= bold, Calypso= underlined and italics, All= normal and underlined)

Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like?

I can always see 'em commin

From the left or from the right.

I don't wanna be a priss,

I'm just tryin' be polite.

But it always seems to bit me in the---

Ask me for my number,

Yeah you put me on the spot,

You think that we should hookup, but

I think we should not.

You had me at hello, then

You opened up your mouth,

And that is when it started going south

Oh!

Get your hands off my hips;

Or I punch you in the lips,

Stop your starin at my

Hey!

Take a hint, Take a hint!

No you can't buy me a drink,

Let me tell you what I think,

I think you could use a mint,

Take a hint, Take a hint.