Hello, everybody! I am back with a newly updated chapter! *everyone begins to applaud and I take a bow*
And no, I do not own Leo, Octavian, Argo II, or the episode in which Leo takes the Argo II and blows up Rome. *smiles cutely*
(During The Mark of Athena, when Leo takes Octavian to see the Argo II.)
Octavian was still fuming, something that Leo enjoyed immensely.
In all honesty, he didn't really like the guy. From what he knew, the Romans were a pretty cool bunch. I mean, Leo knew Jason, and Jason was awesome. But Octavian? Speaking out during the meeting Leo didn't pay attention to like that… that's just wrong.
"And here is the grand and magnificent Argo II," Leo announced once they reached the hovering ship. Most of the campers were eating as far away as possible from it so that they didn't have to worry about the ship suddenly falling on them. "You have my permission to be amazed by its outstanding awesomeness."
"I've seen bigger," Octavian muttered, looking up at the ship above him and crossing his arms, unimpressed.
"Oh, Festus'll love you," Leo told him, patting him on the back.
Octavian's head snapped back. "Who's Festus?" he asked.
Leo grinned and pulled out the ship's command remote from his tool belt. He pressed the big red button on the front and a hatch above them slid open, a simple rope ladder falling out.
"Ladies first." Leo gestured the ladder.
Octavian scowled but grabbed the rope nonetheless, scaling it halfway. Leo joined him, and once aboard he pressed the button again to have the contraption seal up behind them.
"Welcome aboard my wonderful and epic ship," Leo announced. "Again, I take compliments."
Octavian looked around in disgust. "This is your magnificent and proud warship?" he demanded. "No wonder we defeated you guys all those millennia ago."
Leo just grinned. "Let me introduce you to Festus," he said.
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"So..." said Octavian slowly, "...you have a giant dragon's head to be your ship's figurehead. Wouldn't a mermaid suffice?"
Festus snorted and shot fire at the Roman. Octavian squealed loudly and jumped back, and Leo couldn't contain a laugh.
"We must have been real idiots back in the day if you guys managed to take over us," he snorted, and Octavian glowered red with anger and embarrassment.
"Whatever," the older boy decided, brushing down his toga, or whatever it was called. "I believe my stay here with you is over. Take me back to my legion."
Leo shrugged and began to lead him over to the rope ladder, naming things as they walked by them.
"…And there's a shield, and a sword, and another sword… oh, look, a hat." Leo grabbed the sheet of paper Piper had been using to doodle on during their trip to Cali and quickly folded it into a paper hat. "There," he said, placing it on Octavian's head. He took a step back and admired it. "You look good as a child sailor, Roman, you do."
Octavian scowled and swatted the hat off. "Just get me off of here," he muttered scornfully.
"Okay, okay. Hot pants," Leo said quietly, walking again. "And here's a pole, and a creaky wooden board, and a ballistae, and a…"
Leo suddenly stopped walking. "What?" Octavian asked after a moment. "What are you doing? Is this some sort of trick?" He crossed his arms. "I don't like tricks, Greek."
Leo unfroze. "I'm sorry," he said, blinking a few times. "I was just…" He grinned in a way that Octavian didn't like. "Thinking. Yes, that's it."
He turned and walked away from Octavian. "What are you doing now?" he asked. "Get me off of this ship!"
Octavian realized in horror where Leo was headed. "Pedicabo," he swore in Latin just as Leo swung the ballistae toward his camp and fired.
Possessed Leo! *everyone screams and runs around in circles*
And, yes, 'pedicabo' is a swear word in Latin, according to Google Translate. Search it if you really want to or you're really bored.
Anyway, you should really review. I have another story right now; Life at the Wilderness School. You should really check that out!
And, as always, PEACE OUT IN YOURS AND DEMIGODISHNESS! *flashes two peace signs*
