A Week of Crazies: Camp Half-Blood

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: I don't know Baby by Justin Bieber, I Like The Flowers by Unknown Artist, ABC, and The Wheels on The Bus.

Dedicated to: Anyone but my idiot brother.

"BABY, BABY, BABY, OOH! I LIKE BABY BABY, BABY, OOH..." The entire camp was woken up by a screechy terrifying noise coming from the speakers. Two hundred sleepy forms dragged themselves to the amphitheatre, where a contraption was blaring music. Bieber fans were squealing, and Bieber haters were screaming and going into a full body muscle spasm. The Seven groaned as Leo bounded up to them, bursting with energy.

"Enjoying the karaoke machine?" He yelled over the Stolls' bad singing.

"I'm about to consider starting a club for Leo haters and plot your death," Jason yawned.

"Don't worry girls, they'll all be converted to Team Leo in a snap," said Leo, speaking to an imaginary audience.

"Couldn't you at least change the music? I like my ears, thank you very much," Jason said.

"Sure. Hey guys, music change. Stat! Team Leo gets destroyed!" Leo switched on a walkie talkie clipped to his belt and spoke quickly, glancing at the others who were drawing out their blades. The music immediately stopped, only to be replaced with another song.

"I like the flowers, I like the daffodils..." The Stolls sang, completely off-key. Though the song was nice, it soon got annoying.

Percy collapsed. "Fighting Gaia was better," he moaned, flopping around like a fish on land. Leo grinned, and radioed in for a song change.

"A-B-C-D-E-F-G..." This resulted in Leo being threatened by Riptide, a gladius, a spatha, a dragon bone sword, Katropris, and a tiny Chihuahua. Frank must have messed up on his transformation again. He would have laughed, but there were five other blades to handle. Sighing, he called in to change the song for the gods-know what time and slipped into the crowd.

"The wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round!" Leo started to sing along, much to the annoyance of the people around him.

"The baby on the bus goes wah wah—ARRGH HELP ME THERE'S A DERANGED BEAUTY QUEEN ON THE LOOSE!" Leo screamed, tripping over his own two feet as Piper chased him, followed by the other five. Apparently, the campers took this as their cue to launch their attack on the karaoke machine and the two unfortunate souls inside. Chaos ensured as bits and pieces of metal were thrown everywhere. The end result was six people tackling Leo, and gods knows how many sitting on the Stolls. Once the troublemakers had been captured, they were promptly dragged off to stand trial.

"Case number 200, the accuser is Camp Half-Blood, and the defendants are Liam Valley, Tomas and Connie Still," Mr D. droned. How the campers had talked him into doing this, he had no idea.

"For the jury we have the Seven, minus one member, as said member is being accused and therefore will be unfairly judged. Not that I care. Who wrote this in the first place?" He frowned at the formal words. The entire Athena cabin raised their hands.

"I should have known. Anyway, since the accused are obviously guilty, we shall skip the giving of evidence—" Mr. D was rudely interrupted when the accused began to protest loudly, one even using a megaphone to shout his 'innocence'.

Ignoring them, Mr. D continued. "And my judgement is that you are guilty of murder of the nth degree, considering the number of ears you killed today. Hence, I hereby sentence you to..."

"Getting a wedgie and a noogie!" An Apollo camper shouted.

"Dancing with harpies!" A Nyx camper shrieked.

"Death by smelly cheese!" An Ares camper yelled. Leo winced. That was cruel.

"I sentence you to...stay in your cabins for a minute!" Mr D. cackled and disappeared before the crowd could process that. The accused ran off to Bunker 9 before the cheese was procured.

Leo, unlucky guy, found out that his chair had super-glue.

Sorry guys, didn't have many ideas. And Dionysus is kinda OOC. Bye!

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