Chapter: 1

Dad Throws a Temper Tantrum

After I got to camp with Calypso I was hoping she would be able to pass through the magic barriers, nope.

"Ouch." Calypso cries as she falls down. "Oh gosh." I say when I realize she can't get through. "Umm… I know I'll build a machine that opens up the barrier in a specific place so you can get through!"

"Um no, how about you go get help, instead."

"Oh yea that's probably a better idea."

And off I go. I find Chiron playing cards with Dionysus. "Hit me." Dionysus says while he takes a sip of his diet coke. "Chiron?" I ask.

"Yes my boy?" He said looking up.

"Well I have a friend who can't get through the barriers, can you help?" "You mean Cal—"

"Yes that's who I'm talking about." I reply cutting Chiron off.

"Well I'll allow her to get in then, but it might take some time."

While I wait for Chiron to open up the boarders, I go over to Percy's cabin, and explain everything; that had had happened to me while I was gone.

As I walk down with Chiron to her, I realize that the mix between her cinnamon fragrance, and the smell of pine, made it smell like someone had used some of the world's best Febreze.

After we get in, I try to show her around, but she was more interested in finding the Poseidon Cabin. I had no idea why until it was too late. (Knock, Knock.) "Coming." Percy called from inside.

"Hi Percy!" Calypso says right before she punches him in the face. (Boof!) "THAT"S FOR DUMPING ME! So what were you saying Leo."

"Um… just that I wanted show you around camp ground." I squeaked in a small voice. "Sorry Percy."

"So this is my place!" I explain as we walk into the Hephaestus cabin. "And this is my bed, also known as the Fortress of Leotude!"

"Cool, but were will I be sleeping?"

"Oh I didn't think about that hmm… you can sleep with Festus in the woods, or in the guest room, I can ask Chiron tomorrow were you'll sleep, if you like."

After we got everything worked out we had to go to bed, and of course than meant dreams (yay .)

The scene was in my dad's workshop, he was mumbling about some annoying bot which so happens to be what he was working on, a bot. His hands were grimy and the place was a mess.

"Won't let them take my stuff ever again!" my dad grumbled as he worked.

"There, and activate."

"Activation sequence, camera operational, speakers operational, internet operational, power op_ op_ op_ (BEEOOP)."

"Curse it! No! Why!" he yells, and then continues to start picking up random stuff and smashing it across the wall.