On Percy's top ten things I-never-want-to-do-again list, reliving his demigod life was #2, #1 being going through Tartartus again. But the fates apparently hate him, because here he was, 12 again. And now he has one job to do. But for that we need a crew. From the future: Annabeth and Grover, the rest of the seven, Nico, Bianca, Rachel, and Reyna, (even if he doesn't know that yet) Thalia, awake in her tree, frustrated, and anxious to get out. The job, including but not limited to: convincing Luke not to join Kronos, stopping the titan, uniting the camps without Hera's Customary MindWipe™ and killing Queen Dirt Face. And we can't forget figuring out who, why, and how they got there.

Bit of Valgrace, but if you don't like it, it doesn't come up very much.

*Percy PoV, Camp Half-Blood*

Percy woke up in a that was definitely not his bunk in cabin 3. The first thing he noticed was a twelve-year-old Annabeth staring at him.

Great. Now Percy was hallucinating of seeing his best friend as twelve. Awesome. He closed his eyes and groaned.

Annabeth snapped her fingers by his ear. "Come on, Seaweed Brain. We have to figure out what's going on."

Percy opened his eyes a crack. "What do you mean? I know what's going on. I'm hallucinating."

"No you aren't. We're in the past. Grover too."

That got his attention. "What do you mean, the past?"

She gestured to herself and Percy. "We're twelve. It's 2005 again."

*Jason PoV, Camp Jupiter*

Jason woke up in his previous 5th cohort bunk. That was weird. He was pretty sure he'd fallen asleep watching an animatic of Hamilton, cuddled against Leo, Piper on his other side. He blushed when he thought about cuddling with Leo. It wasn't exactly cuddling? More like fond leaning, he tried to convince himself, but he failed miserably.

But anyway, why was he at Camp Jupiter? The question running through his mind as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. As he stood up, he realized something else. He was shorter.

Jason walked into the bathroom and gazed into the mirror. He looked four years younger. But that was impossible. Unless... there was always a calender on the wall. If the date was what he thought it was...

He sucked in a breath. It read June, 2005. That would only be possible if he'd...

"Time travel." He whispered softly to himself. "I time traveled."

*Nobody, Lotus Hotel*

A boy and his older sister were argueing over Myth-o-magic in his sister's room. Little did they know (for they couldn't, not feeling the passage of time), that in less than a month, their whole world would be flipped upside down.

If you thought this was bad, it gets better.

I hope.