Here is a new story. Another collab with StarrySea. StarrySea did the first chapter this time since I did the first one last time. Sorry that sentence was so confusing…

Rapunzel and Eugene had been officially going out for about a month, and the summer session of camp was coming to a close. Ever since the fireworks they would hold hands and take walks in their free time. But right now Rapunzel was sitting alone on the dock staring into the murky depths if the canoe lake. She had a fight with Flynn after the campfire last night and hadn't spoken to him since. It was probably over something stupid, she honestly couldn't even remember. It seemed like he had hugged an unclaimed girl who had been there two weeks and was crying because she thought she was unwanted by both her mortal and godly parents. It seemed silly now, but she was going to make him apologize, he had started this so he could be the man and end it. She heard footsteps behind her and braced herself to run for it. Eugene sat down beside her, she would've left but she saw what he was holding, a bouquet of roses.

"I'm sorry." He held out the dozen red roses, fabled to be made from drops of Aphrodite's blood "We shouldn't be fighting on our four week anniversary."

"Oh, Eugene. I knew you'd come around." the child of Aphrodite smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Later they were walking around the camp, Rapunzel had just bested two ares campers with her frying-pan and Eugene was taking a break from canoeing.

"The bead ceremony is tomorrow." He said as they crossed the creek.

"Yeah, then the last day after that." she replied glumly, camp was amazing; it COULDN'T be over this soon. She couldn't stay year-round though, her father wouldn't approve and she had to go to school.

"But," he said brightly. "once you get a bead it kinda makes you an 'official' camper."

She touched his necklace, it had four beads, the first one had a golden fleece, one of Percy Jacksons infamous quests to the sea if monsters to claim the golden fleece in order to save the camp, the last had the inscription SPQR, for the appearance and allegiance formed with Camp Legion, of the Roman gods.

"I guess this makes you very official then."He chuckled.

"If I'm official then Annabeth is a professional camper, she's got 9."

"Wow." She hoped that in nine years she would still be around coming to camp for the summer, seeing Eugene.

"So why don't you tell me about how you came here again."