Leo's POV

Leo was starting to annoy everyone.

He didn't get it. All he was trying to do was lighten the mood, but no, Piper just had to punch him and Annabeth just had to glare daggers at him every time he made a joke.

But making a joke out of everything was Leo's way of getting rid of stress. If nobody thought you were nervous, you weren't. It worked most of the time.

They had left for the Roman camp a while ago on the Argo II. They had brought most of the campers from Camp Half-Blood, leaving only a few people behind, which consisted of many Aphrodite campers. There wasn't enough room on the boat for their make-up and hair products, they had said. At that, Piper had rolled her eyes and Connor and Travis Stoll had walked away, muttering something about cooking supplies. Leo wondered what they were talking about, but he didn't have to wait long to find out.

Before they had left earshot on the flying ship, they had heard piercing shrieks coming from camp. Everybody wondered if camp had been attacked and they were considering turning back, much to Annabeth's dismay, but it was hard to ignore the snickering Stoll brothers.

Once they were cornered, Travis and Connor admitted to replacing the Aphrodite cabin's hairspray with Pam cooking spray and their lip gloss with jelly. The few Aphrodite campers on the boat, save Piper, were offended, but everybody else found it hilarious. But that was the last real laugh people had for a while, as the strain of what they were doing began to settle on them.

Now, as they neared their destination, most of the campers wore scowls or frowns on theirs faces, and the others were full of nervousness and anxiety. Leo felt all of those, but tried to hide it.

When he drove the Argo II at the top of the boat, Annabeth would sit and gaze out on the sea of clouds. Leo would pester her on her adventures with her missing boyfriend, Percy Jackson, and he was in awe at all they did. Despite all the time aboard the Argo II, Annabeth hadn't finished recounting their stories, due to Leo's constant interruptions.

But soon Annabeth had relieved all of her and Percy's adventures and Leo was basically worshipping Percy. Leo could not believe that Percy actually did all that and then the only reward he asked for was the god's paying more attention to their kids. If Leo had been offered immortality, he would be chilling on Mount Olympus, instead of driving a warship (no matter how awesome), to their possible death.

The Argo II turned out incredible. It was twice as long as Festus had been, and many times wider and taller. There was a room (although "room" didn't even start to compare to the size of these), for each cabin, a forge, a swords arena, and even an amphitheater. Although all this was awesome and all, Leo's personal favorite was the masthead. Festus' head, which Leo himself had welded onto the front of the boat with his super cool fire powers, stood proud and tall at the prow of the boat, as if keeping watch for the demigods.

Leo was burst from his daydreams as Nico di Angelo walked up on deck. Nico had showed up right before they were supposed to leave for the Roman camp. Although the son of Hades creeped Piper and Leo out and unnerved Jason for some reason he refused to tell them, everybody else had seemed willingly enough to have him join them.

Despite everybody being fine with Nico, Leo felt suspicious of him. Not to mention the emo look he had going for himself, he seemed as nervous as Jason, if not more, as they neared the Roman camp. Although he wasn't sure, Leo dismissed the kid's nervousness as natural Greek/Roman reaction s to meeting the others for the first time in centuries.

Nico nervously glanced over the edge of the Argo II. "We're going to be there in about an hour, right?"

Leo narrowed his eyes, his suspicion returning. "Yea, but how did you know that?"

For a second, it seemed like Nico started to panic. His normally cold and expressionless eyes looked like a cornered animal that knows there's no way out. Although it was gone in an instant, Leo was sure he saw it.

"Well, we've been flying for awhile, we had to be getting close," Nico covered smoothly. It was impossible to tell that a second before he had been like prey in the clutches of a predator.

"Right," Leo replied carefully. He didn't know what was with the son of Hades, but he had heard stories where Nico unleashed armies of dead onto people that annoyed him. Leo was pretty sure zombies would be harder to kill in real life than in video games.

"Well, I'm going to go back down… See you," Nico waved half-heartedly then walked away.

Leo glanced at Annabeth who was still staring dreamily into the distance.

Suddenly, she looked at him and asked, "Hey, was that Nico?"

Leo sighed and nodded. Annabeth didn't look like she wanted to look back at the cloud, so Leo asked her more questions about the Savior of Olympus, Percy Jackson.

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"This is your Supreme Commander speaking," cue groans, "We will be landing in 10 minutes. Thank you," Leo turned off the speaker, which he had installed to be heard through out the whole boat. For some weird reason, people didn't appreciate his title. Leo would never understand some organic life forms.

As he stood nervously next to the steering wheel, Leo thought about the impending Roman camp visit. They were so close! Hopefully the Romans wouldn't kill them on sight so he would have time to check out the Roman girls. Of course, that wasn't the only reason he'd like to live.

But thinking about the Roman camp wouldn't make it come any faster, so Leo waited.

And waited.

Darn ADHD, hasn't it been 10 minutes yet? Leo thought grumpily. He checked his watch and… 4 minutes. Hydra droppings.

Yay, only six more minutes, Leo thought sarcastically as he mentally beat up the ADHD part of his brain. Which was all of it. Man, was he getting a headache…

Since Leo was still a child at heart, (and, we might as well admit, at mind), he spent several of the remaining minutes by finding pictures in the few clouds that were above them.

Ooh, that one's Festus, and that one's the Argo II, Leo thought happily as he gazed at the clouds, forgetting the stress of the current situation. That is, until most of the people on board came up on deck so they could see the camp.

Leo glanced at his watch and did a double take. Only one minute! He forced himself to focus on the task at hand, giving the sky one final wistful glance.

Leo started to land the boat and everybody stumbled a little as it hit the ground with a soft thud, but recovered quickly. Leo quickly dashed to the railing where the campers stood in an awed silence. He peeked over the railing next to Piper, Jason, and Annabeth and caught his breath.

"Holy Zeus."