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There wasn't one Leo. Including the guy he had in tow, there were seven.

Seven. Seven Leo's were packed into the Argo II's mess hall. Oranges-eyes wandered past Jason and sat with the other five at the dining table. One Leo was standing in the corner, like he was trying to hide. Standing around the table were Piper, Frank, Annabeth, Hazel and Percy, all looking as confused as he felt.

Jason realised he still had his mouth open and closed it with a snap. "What…?" he managed. The others shrugged. There was a long silence. Jason realised they were waiting for him to say something.

"Who are you?" he asked the Leo's.

"Leo." they spoke in perfect unison.

"Sort of." said one.

"Yeah, I feel weird." agreed another.

"Well, a change is as good a holiday!" said one perkily.

"No, it's not."

"Says who?"

"Me. So, technically, you."

"Do not!"

"Mum dying was a change. I'd prefer the holiday." There was a chorus of assent.

As they bickered, Jason realised that they all looked like Leo, but…not. Each had something different in one or two tiny ways. One had pink eyes, and his hair was combed neatly. Another looked like good old Leo. Another had eyes like coal and flaming hair.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" said Frank, more confused than ever. "Introduce yourselves one at a time. You can't all be Leo."

"We could all be named Leo by cosmic coincidence." said good old Leo.

"That's stupid. We DO have other names." muttered one.

"Which are?" asked Piper, pouring a little charmspeak into her voice. The Leo's looked at each other. Then good old Leo stood.

"The name's Comedy." He said. Slowly, the others joined him.

"I'm Romance" said Mr Pink-Eyes-and-Neat-Hair.

"Creativity. Title says all." Orange-Eyes stood, not taking his eyes off the tiny celestial bronze bird he was building.

"Sadness." This one had straight hair that framed his face, and eyes bluer than Jason's. He was crying – which Jason supposed made sense. But no sense – since when was Leo sad?

"Fire. Just fire." Said the creepy one – his hair was on fire, with only little wisps of black visible at the bottom. Jason instantly hated this guy. Yeah, his flaming eyebrows were kind of funny, but he had a cruel smirk and there was amusement in his coal-coloured eyes. Not fun, happy, Leo amusement, but I know something bad is gonna happen to you and I find that funny amusement. Something told Jason this wasn't like the others. This was a dangerous and ancient blessing of Hephaestus, something that could kill you or save you if it wanted. He remembered how Leo had seen his fire powers as a curse before he learned to control them. Jason was beginning to understand why. You shouldn't play with Fire.

"Drive" the next one had red eyes like dim flames that could flare if you threw alcohol on them.

"Drive?" said Percy. "Like a car?" Drive rolled his eyes.

"No." he said. "Drive like determination, hard-working, mess with anyone I care about I'll whack you with a monkey wrench type-drive." He spoke to Jason, jerking a thumb at Piper. "I saved you and Beauty Queen over there from Cyclopes, remember? Then I built this spanking-hot war machine."

"I built the spanking-hot war machine." Corrected Creativity.

"Fine. But I kept you awake and working."

"O…kay?" Frank raised his eyebrows. "But who – what are you?"

"I think," said Annabeth slowly. "They're the different aspects of Leo's personality."

"Not sure about you, Wise Girl," said Percy. "But my personality tends to stay in my body."

"Hey, wait a minute," said Hazel. "What about you?" she spoke gently to the one in the corner. He'd backed so far into the shadows, Jason had forgotten he was there. Slowly, he stepped forward and spoke quietly.

"I'm Leo's fatal flaw. My name's Inferiority." He looked like normal Leo, except his eyes were a dull grey, like even they were trying to blend into the background. Jason's mind reeled. Leo's fatal flaw was inferiority? But that didn't seem like him at all. He was confident, witty, happy-go-lucky Leo 'Repair Boy' Valdez. Suddenly, Jason wasn't so sure he knew his best friend.

"Alright." Said Annabeth, calm as usual. "So you're Leo's personality. Comedy, Romance, Creativity, Sadness, Drive, Fire and Inferiority. So how do we get you back to being Leo? As in, one person Leo?"

"We have to agree on something." Explained Fire.

"Something super important." Added Romance.

"You can guess how often that's happened." Said Comedy.

"Right," Annabeth took her place at the head of the table. "So let's start brainstorming." The Leo's looked at her then at each other. Then back to her. Finally, Drive spoke.

"What makes you think we want to go back together?"

The words hung in the air around them. Jason tried to imagine Leo like this forever. A sense of humour that won't take things seriously. Driven without purpose. Romantic without sense. And no-one to keep Fire in check. The thought gave him a stomach ache. He had to convince them.

"But, you have to go back together! If you don't, you'll just be bits and pieces, never whole!" Piper took the words right out of his mouth. But there was no charmspeak, just panic. There was a long pause.

"You know, if we separate, we won't be able to agree with each other." Said Creativity thoughtfully. Comedy jumped to his feet with manic energy.

"Scatter!"

Okay, folks, sorry if that was a little boring. I'm working up to a climax. Review and you'll get it! Maybe…

So, now we have seven temperamental, potentially dangerous Leo Valdez's running rampart on the Argo II. What have I done?

Till next time!