"I can read next" a mortal namd David said.

THE DWARFS DIDN'T TRY VERY HARD TO LOSE HIM, which made Leo suspicious. They stayed just at the edge of his vision, scampering over red-tiled rooftops, knocking over window boxes, whooping and hollering and leaving a trail of screws and nails from Leo's tool belt—almost as if they wanted Leo to follow.

"That is not a good sign. Them wanting you to follow is just screaming trap" Frank commented.

He jogged after them, cursing every time his pants fell down. He turned a corner and saw two ancient stone towers jutting into the sky, side by side, much taller than anything else in the neighborhood—maybe medieval watchtowers? They leaned in different directions like gearshifts on a race car.

The Kerkopes scaled the tower on the right. When they reached the top, they climbed around the back and disappeared.

Had they gone inside? Leo could see some tiny windows at the top, covered with metal grates; but he doubted those would stop the dwarfs. He watched for a minute, but the Kerkopes didn't reappear. Which meant Leo had to get up there and look for them.

"Great," he muttered. No flying friend to carry him up. The ship was too far away to call for help. He could jury-rig the Archimedes sphere into some sort of flying device, maybe, but only if he had his tool belt—which he didn't. He scanned the neighborhood, trying to think. Half a block down, a set of double glass doors opened and an old lady hobbled out, carrying plastic shopping bags.

"Wow a store how convenient for Leo who can basically build anything he wants out of random junk. Just hope you have money that works in Italy." I said sarcastically

A grocery store? Hmm…

Leo patted his pockets. To his amazement, he still had some euro notes from his time in Rome. Those stupid dwarfs had taken everything except his money.

"Usually when you get robbed they will only take the money or sometimes take so items but lucky you." Hera said scowling at the demigods good luck.

He ran for the store as fast as his zipperless pants allowed.

Hermes and Apollo who had been struggling to not burst out laughing at Leo for a while now just couldn't hold it in anymore and so poor Leo was once again a latino elf strawberry.

Leo scoured the aisles, looking for things he could use. He didn't know the Italian for Hello, where are your dangerous chemicals, please? But that was probably just as well. He didn't want to end up in an Italian jail.

Fortunately, he didn't need to read labels. He could tell just from picking up a toothpaste tube whether it contained potassium nitrate. He found charcoal. He found sugar and baking soda. The store sold matches, and bug spray, and aluminum foil. Pretty much everything he needed, plus a laundry cord he could use as a belt. He added some Italian junk food to the basket, just to sort of disguise his more suspicious purchases, then dumped his stuff at the register. A wide-eyed checkout lady asked him some questions he didn't understand, but he managed to pay, get a bag, and race out.

"Told you it was just random junk. How do you even make anything out of that Leo?" I asked him and he just smirked at me.

He ducked into the nearest doorway where he could keep an eye on the towers. He started to work, summoning fire to dry out materials and do a little cooking that otherwise would have taken days to complete.

Every once in a while he sneaked a look at the tower, but there was no sign of the dwarfs. Leo could only hope they were still up there. Making his arsenal took just a few minutes—he was that good—but it felt like hours.

"Stupid ADHD" all the demigods except Frank mumbled and the mortals were once again confused.

Jason didn't show. Maybe he was still tangled at the Neptune fountain, or scouring the streets looking for Leo. No one else from the ship came to help. Probably it was taking them a long time to get all those pink rubber bands out of Coach Hedge's hair.

Suddenly Coach Hedge appeared out of nowhere and we all just stared at him and he just stared back until the Gods spoke up. "We thought he should be here to listen to the book as well as he shared this adventure with you." We all nodded in understanding but Coach hedge was still looking confused so we explained the situation to him. "Hi, I am Coach Hedge and I am a satyr but I was these cupcakes chaperone on this long quest." All the mortals said hi and so we continued reading.

That meant Leo had only himself, his bag of junk food, and a few highly improvised weapons made from sugar and toothpaste. Oh, and the Archimedes sphere. That was kind of important. He hoped he hadn't ruined it by filling it with chemical powder.

"Um no offence Leo but that will probably raise the probability of it exploding in your face" Annabeth commented

He ran to the tower and found the entrance. He started up the winding stairs inside, only to be stopped at a ticket booth by some caretaker who yelled at him in Italian.

"Seriously?" Leo asked. "Look, man, you've got dwarfs in your belfry. I'm the exterminator." He held up his can of bug spray. "See? Exterminator Molto Buono. Squirt, squirt. Ahhh!" He pantomimed a dwarf melting in terror, which for some reason the Italian didn't seem to understand.

"I don't think anyone would have understood that Leo" Piper said

The guy just held out his palm for money.

"Dang, man," Leo grumbled, "I just spent all my cash on homemade explosives and whatnot." He dug around in his grocery bag. "Don't suppose you'd accept…uh…whatever these are?"

Leo held up a yellow-and-red bag of junk food called Fonzies. He assumed they were some kind of chips. To his surprise, the caretaker shrugged and took the bag. "Avanti!"

"Those stupid things! After you got back you were obsessed!" Hazel said angrily.

Leo kept climbing, but he made a mental note to stock up on Fonzies. Apparently they were better than cash in Italy.

The stairs went on, and on, and on. The whole tower seemed to be nothing but an excuse to build a staircase.

He stopped on a landing and slumped against a narrow barred window, trying to catch his breath. He was sweating like crazy, and his heart thumped against his ribs. Stupid Kerkopes. Leo figured that as soon as he reached the top, they would jump away before he could use his weapons; but he had to try.

He kept climbing.

Finally, his legs feeling like overcooked noodles, he reached the summit.

Leo you should do more training for stamina. I can help you with that next time I' at camp if you want?" I asked Leo who looked grateful "Yeah but maybe next time I get chosen for a quest it won't be right after I get to camp giving me no time to train" Leo said. "I feel you there man" I said remembering my first quest when I was only twelve.

The room was about the size of a broom closet, with barred windows on all four walls. Shoved in the corners were sacks of treasure, shiny goodies spilling all over the floor. Leo spotted Piper's knife, an old leather-bound book, a few interesting-looking mechanical devices, and enough gold to give Hazel's horse a stomachache.

At first, he thought the dwarfs had left. Then he looked up. Akmon and Passalos were hanging upside down from the rafters by their chimp feet, playing antigravity poker. When they saw Leo, they threw their cards like confetti and broke out in applause.

"I told you he'd do it!" Akmon shrieked in delight.

Passalos shrugged and took off one of his gold watches and handed it to his brother. "You win. I didn't think he was that dumb."

They both dropped to the floor. Akmon was wearing Leo's tool belt—he was so close that Leo had to resist the urge to lunge for it.

Passalos straightened his cowboy hat and kicked open the grate on the nearest window. "What should we make him climb next, brother? The dome of San Luca?"

Leo wanted to throttle the dwarfs, but he forced a smile. "Oh, that sounds fun! But before you guys go, you forgot something shiny."

"Why are you baiting them? That sounds like it's a really stupid idea right now" Jake said from the audience. "Um... Most of our plans sound stupid at first to be honest but they usually work out well in the end." Leo explained to Jake while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Impossible!" Akmon scowled. "We were very thorough."

"You sure?" Leo held up his grocery bag.

The dwarfs inched closer. As Leo had hoped, their curiosity was so strong that they couldn't resist.

"Look." Leo brought out his first weapon—a lump of dried chemicals wrapped in aluminum foil—and lit it with his hand.

He knew enough to turn away when it popped, but the dwarfs were staring right at it. Toothpaste, sugar, and bug spray weren't as good as Apollo's music, but they made for a pretty decent flash-bang.

"Wow that is actually really cool" My art teacher commented thoughtfully from where she was sitting with the rest of the teachers.

The Kerkopes wailed, clawing at their eyes. They stumbled toward the window, but Leo set off his homemade firecrackers—snapping them around the dwarfs' bare feet to keep them off balance. Then, for good measure, Leo turned the dial on his Archimedes sphere, which unleashed a plume of foul white fog that filled the room.

Leo wasn't bothered by smoke. Being immune to fire, he'd stood in smoky bonfires, endured dragon breath, and cleaned out blazing forges plenty of times. While the dwarfs were hacking and wheezing, he grabbed his tool belt from Akmon, calmly summoned some bungee cords, and tied up the dwarfs.

"My eyes!" Akmon coughed. "My tool belt!"

"My feet are on fire!" Passalos wailed. "Not shiny! Not shiny at all!"

All the demigods had busted out laughing at how Leo had defeated the dwarfs and thinking about how that was the perfect Leo like thing to do.

After making sure they were securely bound, Leo dragged the Kerkopes into one corner and began rifling through their treasures. He retrieved Piper's dagger, a few of his prototype grenades, and a dozen other odds and ends the dwarfs had taken from the Argo II.

"Please!" Akmon wailed. "Don't take our shinies!"

"We'll make you a deal!" Passalos suggested. "We'll cut you in for ten percent if you let us go!"

"10% isn't really a good deal" Annabeth said dryly.

"Afraid not," Leo muttered. "It's all mine now."

"Twenty percent!"

"That's not much better" Piper added.

Just then, thunder boomed overhead. Lightning flashed, and the bars on the nearest window burst into sizzling, melted stubs of iron.

Jason flew in like Peter Pan, electricity sparking around him and his gold sword steaming.

"Jason you so wasted that cool entrance by missing all the action!" I laugh at Jason who is just pouting next the Piper while she is comforting her pouting Boyfriend.

Leo whistled appreciatively. "Man, you just wasted an awesome entrance."

Jason frowned. He noticed the hog-tied Kerkopes. "What the—"

"Poor Jason" Frank commented looking at Jason who snuggled closer to Piper

"All by myself," Leo said. "I'm special that way. How did you find me?"

"Uh, the smoke," Jason managed. "And I heard popping noises. Were you having a gunfight in here?"

"Leo with a gun is maybe worse that Leo with those sphere's" Hazel said

"Something like that." Leo tossed him Piper's dagger, then kept rummaging through the bags of dwarf shinies. He remembered what Hazel had said about finding a treasure that would help them with the quest, but he wasn't sure what he was looking for. There were coins, gold nuggets, jewelry, paper clips, foil wrappers, cuff links.

He kept coming back to a couple of things that didn't seem to belong. One was an old bronze navigation device, like an astrolabe from a ship. It was badly damaged and seemed to be missing some pieces, but Leo still found it fascinating.

"Take it!" Passalos offered. "Odysseus made it, you know! Take it and let us go."

"Odysseus?" Jason asked. "Like, the Odysseus?"

"Look guys Nobody is mentioned once again." I said looking at Annabeth who instantly blushed remembering her playing as Nobody to escape Polyphemus's island. All the other demigods and mortals looked very confused at our reactions.

"Yes!" Passalos squeaked. "Made it when he was an old man in Ithaca. One of his last inventions, and we stole it!"

"How does it work?" Leo asked.

"Oh, it doesn't," Akmon said. "Something about a missing crystal?" He glanced at his brother for help.

"'My biggest what-if,'" Passalos said. "'Should've taken a crystal.' That's what he kept muttering in his sleep, the night we stole it." Passalos shrugged. "No idea what he meant. But the shiny is yours! Can we go now?"

Leo wasn't sure why he wanted the astrolabe. It was obviously broken, and he didn't get the sense that this was what Hecate meant for them to find. Still, he slipped it into one of his tool belt's magic pockets.

"That's the Astrolabe that helped me get back to my girlfriends island that no man can ever return to twice except for me obviously." Leo stated proudly.

He turned his attention to the other strange piece of loot—the leather-bound book. Its title was in gold leaf, in a language Leo couldn't understand, but nothing else about the book seemed shiny. He didn't figure the Kerkopes for big readers.

"What's this?" He wagged it at the dwarfs, who were still teary-eyed from the smoke.

"Nothing!" Akmon said. "Just a book. It had a pretty gold cover, so we took it from him."

"Him?" Leo asked.

Akmon and Passalos exchanged a nervous look.

"Minor god," Passalos said. "In Venice. Really, it's nothing."

"Venice." Jason frowned at Leo. "Isn't that where we're supposed to go next?"

"Yeah." Leo examined the book. He couldn't read the text, but it had lots of illustrations: scythes, different plants, a picture of the sun, a team of oxen pulling a cart. He didn't see how any of that was important, but if the book had been stolen from a minor god in Venice—the next place Hecate had told them to visit—then this had to be what they were looking for.

"Where exactly can we find this minor god?" Leo asked.

"Was that when we found out we had to vist Trip? I still need to get back at him for turning me into a corn plant. I still have nightmares about Popcorn!" Nico said angry.

"No!" Akmon shrieked. "You can't take it back to him! If he finds out we stole it—"

"He'll destroy you," Jason guessed. "Which is what we'll do if you don't tell us, and we're a lot closer." He pressed the point of his sword against Akmon's furry throat.

"Okay, okay!" the dwarf shrieked. "La Casa Nera! Calle Frezzeria!"

"Is that an address?" Leo asked.

The dwarfs both nodded vigorously.

"Please don't tell him we stole it," Passalos begged. "He isn't nice at all!"

"Who is he?" Jason asked. "What god?"

"I—I can't say," Passalos stammered.

"You'd better," Leo warned.

"No," Passalos said miserably. "I mean, I really can't say. I can't pronounce it! Tr—tri—It's too hard!"

"Truh," Akmon said. "Tru-toh—Too many syllables!"

They both burst into tears.

"Wow they have some major issues" I said

Leo didn't know if the Kerkopes were telling them the truth, but it was hard to stay mad at weeping dwarfs, no matter how annoying and badly dressed they were.

"I wouldn't have a problem especially when they stole my stuff" Reyna said stiffly while we just rolled our eyes.

Jason lowered his sword. "What do you want to do with them, Leo? Send them to Tartarus?"

"Please, no!" Akmon wailed. "It might take us weeks to come back."

"Assuming Gaea even lets us!" Passalos sniffled. "She controls the Doors of Death now. She'll be very cross with us."

Me and Annabeth shivered at the thought of Tartarus and The Doors of Death while all of our friends looked at us sadly.

Leo looked at the dwarfs. He'd fought lots of monsters before and never felt bad about dissolving them, but this was different. He had to admit he sort of admired these little guys. They played cool pranks and liked shiny things. Leo could relate. Besides, Percy and Annabeth were in Tartarus right now, hopefully still alive, trudging toward the Doors of Death. The idea of sending these twin monkey boys there to face the same nightmarish problem…well, it didn't seem right.

He imagined Gaea laughing at his weakness—a demigod too softhearted to kill monsters. He remembered his dream about Camp Half-Blood in ruins, Greek and Roman bodies littering the fields. He remembered Octavian speaking with the Earth Goddess's voice: The Romans move east from New York. They advance on your camp, and nothing can slow them down.

"When Octavian is in control and has a motive almost nothing can prevent that from coming to pass" Reyna said in an annoyed voice

"Nothing can slow them down," Leo mused. "I wonder…"

"What?" Jason asked.

Leo looked at the dwarfs. "I'll make you a deal."

Akmon's eyes lit up. "Thirty percent?"

"We'll leave you all your treasure," Leo said, "except the stuff that belongs to us, and the astrolabe, and this book, which we'll take back to the dude in Venice."

"But he'll destroy us!" Passalos wailed.

"We won't say where we got it," Leo promised. "And we won't kill you. We'll let you go free."

"That doesn't sound like a good idea" Lucy said

"Uh, Leo…?" Jason asked nervously.

Akmon squealed with delight. "I knew you were as smart as Hercules! I will call you Black Bottom, the Sequel!"

"Yeah, no thanks," Leo said. "But in return for us sparing your lives, you have to do something for us. I'm going to send you somewhere to steal from some people, harass them, make life hard for them any way you can. You have to follow my directions exactly. You have to swear on the River Styx."

"We swear!" Passalos said. "Stealing from people is our specialty!"

"I love harassment!" Akmon agreed. "Where are we going?"

Leo grinned. "Ever heard of New York?"

"So that's how we ended up with annoying dwarfs stealing all our stuff and harassing the legionnaires" Reyna summing up the events.

"Ok I'm done reading the chapter now who wants to read next?"