Octavian had had enough of the Greeks. Their filthy ways and their stupid gods. He hated it. So he did the worst possible thing he can think of. Yes, he put Roma tomatoes in their Greek salad. A bunch of incidents where our least favorite character tries to sabotage Greek campers.

Inspired by gluten elbows and Ratatouille (Don't ask). Please review!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO

Roma Tomatoes

Octavian gnashed his teeth in frustration. Peace had corrupted the Roman campers. Ever since the war, the campers had been going back and forth. He had been stuck in this miserable, disgusting Camp-Half for a week now.

His only comfort was his teddy bears, and he had killed the last one yesterday. Worst of all, he couldn't kill any of those Greek campers because Reyna wouldn't let him! They would have made an amazing sacrifice to Apollo! (Actually Greek blood might be a little dirty)

One of the new campers ran up to him, nervous, since everyone had seen Octavian smashing things to the ground the entire day.

"R-Reyna wants to see you at t-the dining pavilion" the camper said and then ran away.

Octavian smiled smugly. After all, he WAS a scary person. Maybe, he could scare those Greeks with his big muscles. Maybe flex his buttocks a little. Yes, that would definitely work. After all, No one could compete against a body like his. "Those Greeks will pray to me after seeing my perfect body, and forget about those filthy gods."

Octavian walked off thinking about his sexiness and meanwhile, the forgotten Reyna was getting more and more furious at the missing Octavian.

Octavian sauntered through the dining pavilion hours later for dinner,only to find a fuming Reyna. He then remembered what the camper had told him earlier, and realization spread through his face.

"YOU BLITHERING IDIOT! I'VE BEEN WAITING THIS ENTIRE TIME AND YOU COME TWO HOURS..." Reyna started. However, Octavian once again got distracted.

"Had she been waiting all this time for all this time? Hmm..maybe that's a sign I should make a move on her. After all, she had already been rejected twice and is probably desperate for me. Plus, I am better than the two traitors." Octavian thought.

"YOU COME WHEN I TELL YOU TO, UNDERSTAND!?" Reyna screamed.

Octavian grinned at her. "I don't think I can always control it baby. But by all means, we can try tonight."

Reyna stood there, astonished. "Excuse me?"

"That's right, sugar cakes. You and me, tonight in the guest cabin." Octavian said, still smiling.

Reyna's face turned redder and redder, and from behind her, Argentum and Aurum, came out snarling.

"Wasn't that what she wanted?" Octavian thought, backing away from the dogs.

With a flick of her hand, the red-faced Reyna sent her dogs to attack Octavian.

"NOOO!" Octavian screamed. "THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT!"

Reyna smiled as she saw Octavian's face. "I think you'll get the message after this, Octavian." she said. And she walked out of the pavilion, leaving the dogs with Octavian.

Octavian laid on the ground, groaning. Holy Jupiter, his body hurt so bad. Stupid Greeks. This was all their fault. Octavian got up and started towards the big house to cook for himself. He would never EVER touch Greek food. BARF. How Reyna and the others put that garbage in their mouth he didn't know.

On the way, Octavian saw the kitchen and inside, there was many trays of Greek salad that had yet to be finished as there were no tomatoes, and no one in there. Perfect.

Octavian rushed back to his room and got out the Roma tomatoes he had been using. Normally, he wouldn't let any one have his food, but this was the final way to destroy the Greeks. The secret weapon. Roma tomatoes.

Octavian quickly chopped the tomatoes up, dumped the pieces into the trays of salad, and ran out in seconds. No one had seen him or so he thought

An hour later...

Percy stuffed the salad into his as mouth after sacrificing some. But it tasted a little different..

Percy walked over to the Athena table.

"Annabeth." She didn't hear him, as she was talking.

"ANNABETH!" Nope. "ANNABETH, ARCHITECTURE IS A PIECE OF DOG-" She turned as she heard what Percy has said. Her eyes narrowed.

"What Percy?" she asked.

"Ummm..do the tomatoes taste a little strong to you?" Percy asked, holding out his bowl of salad.

Annabeth stared. "Really? You came all the way from your table, interrupted me, dissed architecture, to ask if the tomatoes tasted different?!"

"Yes?..." Percy replied.

Angry, Annabeth took Percy's bowl then stabbed the salad with the fork. She got a handful of tomatoes and shoved them into her mouth, chewing rapidly. Her eyes widened.

"Seaweed Brain, you're right about something for once. Could it be your dad is actually the god of tomatoes?"

Percy scowled at Annabeth. "Shut up."

"But wait. These are Roma tomatoes. We strictly forbid Roman food because the gods don't like it. Which means the Romans..." Annabeth got even more angry.

She walked up to Reyna and showed her the salad. "Seriously Reyna, why'd you put Roma tomatoes in the salad?!"

Reyna's eyes narrowed. THAT'S why Octavian had been in the kitchen. Oh he wanted another round all right.

"Octavian."

She took her dogs and went to the Big House, where Octavian was eating dinner.

"Hey, Octavian." Reyna said. The augur looked up at her. "I know you didn't have anything to do with this, but the Greeks found ROMA tomatoes in their food. You know who put it?"

Octavian stuttered, eyes wide in surprise. "U-Umm, I think it was Dakota, YEAH D-DAKOTA! Definitely not me though."

Her eyes narrowed. "Really? Because I saw you walking out of the kitchen an hour ago, and you would never go near Greek stuff without a reason."

Octavian cowered in fear. "NO...NOT AGAIN!"

With another a snap of her fingers, Reyna set the dogs on Octavian. He ran out of the room, terrorized.

Hopefully this wouldn't happen a third time.

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