A/N: Hi guysss! So this story sort of just popped into my head and I just had to write it, anyway who doesn't love a good Tratie, right?;) Oh, and it was really late when I wrote this, so that's my excuse if it's terrible! Anyway, enjoy!

Prologue

Rita Marigold daughter of Hecate had been having a nice pleasant lie in that morning, but that never could last long at camp half-blood. She woke to her sisters screams. She sat up groggily and stumbled out of bed, palms outstretched to curse any intruders. Natasha stormed out of the bathroom, her face flushed with rage. She let her hands drop to her sides and for a moment she just stared at her sister, she had two large black circles drawn around her eyes, glasses she thought, and a jagged red lightening bolt drawn on her forehead. Rita laughed, "Oh my Gods, what happened to you?"

Natasha glared at her, "think it's funny, huh?" she asked, shoving a mirror into Rita's face. Rita cursed obscenely, the same doodles were scribbled on her own face.

"HOW THE HADES DID THIS HAPPENED!?" She shrieked.

"Someone, snuck into the cabin while we were all asleep and drew this on everyone's faces!" Natasha fumed, "the others are all in the bathroom trying to wash it off, but it doesn't work it's special permanent marker, it could be weeks before it goes!"

Rita could feel herself shaking with fury, "you know who is responsible for this right?" She hissed, "The Stolls!"

"You're the head counsellor Rita you have to do something!" She yelled, "They have disrespected our cabin and our mother. Someone needs to teach them a lesson!"

"Oh, don't worry, they'll get what's coming to them!"

Rita had been wracking her brain all day to try and think of a way to get back at the Stolls. As she sat eating at the Hecate table with her siblings, the other campers sniggering at the 'artwork' on their faces and the Stolls giving them smug looks, she had an epiphany. As soon as she had eaten she went straight to the forest and made herself a rainbow. She felt good about this, it was a good plan. Rita tossed a drachma into the rainbow and said "Oh Iris, goddess of the rainbow, accept my offering, show me my mother, Hecate goddess of magic."

She waited a moment and then her mother's image shimmered in the mist in front of her. Hecate looked sort of like a psychic or a fortune teller, she was a large woman, with large circular glasses and dark curly hair tucked under a scarf, "Mother?" Rita called.

"Rita, my daughter, what is the matter? What is on your face?" Hecate asked, curiously.

"It's the Stolls, those ignorant, immature sons of Hermes!" She ranted, "They broke into our cabin and drew Harry Potter glasses and scars on our faces in permanent marker!"

The goddess frowned, "Who is 'Harry Potter?'"

Rita sighed impatiently, "It doesn't matter, he's a wizard-"

"One of my children?" Hecate asked, confused.

"What? No, he's not real mother," Rita explained.

"You're not making any sense Rita!"

"Look, the point is the Stoll's disrespected you, they mocked your powers," She told her.

The Goddess' eyes flashed angrily, "Disrespected me?" She repeated coldly.

"Yes Mother," Rita said eagerly, "They must be punished!"

Hecate frowned, "well you know I can't interfere directly, but I can show you a spell that would really teach them a lesson!"

Chapter 1

Travis sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes sleepily. That was weird, usually when he sat up in his bed his head hit the ceiling. He shrugged slightly and started to climb down the rungs of the ladder; he had the top bunk. Travis frowned, he didn't remember the ladder being this far off the ground. Once he landed safely on the floor, he crept through the bombsite that was the Hermes cabin, trying his hardest to be quiet since his siblings were still asleep. He pushed open the bathroom door and reached for his toothbrush, he looked up in at the mirror, but he couldn't see himself. Travis stared for a moment and then screamed. The reason he couldn't see his reflection was because he wasn't tall enough. He looked down at his body, which last time he checked had stretched to over 6 foot, but it was like he had shrunk in the wash, his t-shirt was like a dress, he was the size of a four year old now.

Travis ran out of the bathroom on stubby little legs. His scream seemed to have woken his siblings, but they hadn't come to check on him, they were too busy crowding around something. He pushed through the sea of legs and came face to face with his younger brother Connor. He was sitting on the floor balling, his big blue eyes brimmed with tears, except it wasn't the Connor he knew, it was the Connor he remembered from a very long time ago. His brother moved his chubby hands away from his face and for a moment they just stared at each other; Connor had turned into a toddler overnight. Travis realised that the reason he was the size of a four year old was because he was a four year old.

"Oh my Gods!" Travis squeaked and then his hand flew to his throat, his voice was high like a girls. The other campers seemed to unfreeze, most of them just burst out laughing, but Travis was not amused. "Go get Chiron!" He piped, nobody moved, "now!" One of the girls nodded and ran off to find the centaur.

Waking up and discovering you had turned into a nursery child, had not been a great morning, but it was about to get a lot worse. There was an angry banging on the door, "You think it's funny to put golden syrup in somebody's shoes!?" Katie Gardner's voice yelled through the door, "You are dead Stoll!"

Oh my Gods. It's ok Travis, he told himself, she can't hurt you, you're just a little kid now. The door flew open and the daughter of Demeter barged inside the cabin angrily waving a pair of extremely sticky converse in her fist. "Where are they?" She demanded. The crowd of still hysterical Hermes kids parted to reveal the two toddlers in the centre of the cabin, one of them sat on the floor crying, the other standing there fuming. Katie stared at them for a minute and then dropped the ruined shoes, which hit the floor with a thud. "Gods of Olympus!" She breathed, walking over to Travis, who's chin barely reached her hip. She bent down to look at his face, which irritated Travis immensely since just yesterday he had towered over her. "Stoll?" She asked in disbelief. Travis glared at her, which must have been enough of an answer for her because she suddenly burst out laughing.

"It's not funny!" Travis complained, in his stupid little girl voice.

Katie wiped a tear from her eye and caught her breath, "but you're so cute," she giggled, "you both are, look at those chubby little cheeks!" She said pinching his cheeks.

"Stop it!" He complained, his bottom lip quivering, "Did you have something to do with this?"

Katie was laughing so hard she was doubled over, "no, but I wish I had, whoever did this is a fricking genius!" She smirked, "this my friend, is karma!"

For some reason Travis was over come with the urge to pull her hair and he figured he had nothing else to lose, so he grabbed onto her ponytail and pulled it like a bell. "Ow!" Katie shrieked, "Stop it! Let go! Don't make me put you on the naughty step young man!" He was going to make her pay for that remark, but Chiron appeared in the door.

"Oh dear," he muttered, although he looked like he was trying not to laugh, "This is terrible."

Connor looked up, his little face wet with tears, "turn us back!" He pleaded.

Chiron frowned, "I don't know how," he said sheepishly, "but don't worry I assure you we will find out who did this and get them to turn you back to normal," he promised.

He looked back at the brothers, "but until then, I wouldn't really feel comfortable leaving you two unsupervised, you would need a babysitter."

"A babysitter!" Travis squeaked indignantly, "I'm 17!"

Chiron ignored him and looked at Katie, "Katie perhaps you could..."

The smile drained from Katie's face, "No."

Chiron looked desperate, "Please Katie," he begged.

Katie crossed her arms, "but Chiron!" She protested.

"It will only be for a few days I promise you!" Katie still looked unconvinced, "I'll get you anything you want for your garden," he bribed her.

"Fine!" She huffed.

Chiron gave her a grateful look and galloped back to the big house, "Katie the children will need to stay in your cabin for now and..." he glanced back, "try not to kill each other."

The cabin was almost empty now, his siblings had probably gone to tell the other cabins and soon everyone would know that the mighty Stolls had been turned into snivelling babies. There was only one positive Travis could take from this and that was that Katie was their babysitter, which gave him the perfect opportunity to make her life worse than the fields of punishment.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Really hope you liked it and I promise more Tratie to come!

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