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When they reached the top and got back out of the Underworld officially, there was a group of satyrs waiting for them. Travis barely had time to register how strange the situation was before the group started cheering. Well, Travis thought, if this is going to be the reaction every time I go on a quest, I should definitely consider doing it more often.

"And there he is!" One of them shouted. For a moment, Travis thought they were talking about him, until another approached their group and gave Jared a hug, making sure to slap him affectionately on the back for good measure.

"What is this? Jared's 4th time sneaking into the Underworld?"

"Haha, yeah! Remember that one time he snuck behind those two idiots right before the Titan War?" Judging by the look on Nico's face, one of those "idiots" just found out.

"Woah, woah, woah." Travis said, making sure to grab the rowdy group of satyr's attention, "Woah." Okay, so that one was just for affect. "What are you talking about?"

"This idiot," one of the satyrs spoke up and jabbed a thumb towards Jared, "sneaks in the Underworld all the time. He loves it there! It's weird… personally; I hate underground places, but whatever, to each his own. Anyway, don't ask me how, but our daring Jared here always, always ends up drinking from the Lethe and forgetting the whole thing.

"We've yet to tell him he's snuck in multiple times, just to see if he'll do it again. It actually really funny… though it was confusing after the first time, since he couldn't remember anything…"

Travis sincerely had to resist the urge to face-palm, and one look at Nico said that the son of Hades was having the same thoughts. That had to be the stupidest thing Travis had ever had the pleasure or hearing… and that was saying something, considering he knew Percy Jackson (and was a bit of a dare devil himself).

"We'll just take him off your hands… He's probably given you enough trouble," sympathized one of the satyrs, grapping Jared by the arm and slapping him on the back. "Crazy kid."

"Well… we'll just… be on our way now." Travis replied.

And then he and Nico bolted.

Oddly enough, they ran all the way back to the camp van, though Travis couldn't exactly say why. It wasn't as if the satyrs were threatening, but if they let their friend randomly go off into the Underworld... yeah, so he ran.

He looked at Nico who just blinked. Once. Twice. "This is why I'm antisocial." Well, Travis couldn't argue with that logic. "Anyways, I should probably leave. I have… things to do. I'll get back to you on that whole 'owing me one' later."

And before Travis could respond, Nico shadow travelled away.

Travis was sure he had the thought several times during his… adventure with Nico, so he felt it was about time he just voiced it, "That brat!"

Finally, he sighed and got back into the van. He had a long way back to camp; he might as well get going.

The ride back to camp was uneventful, which Travis found a little odd but didn't question. He'd had enough of monsters randomly jumping out at him for a lifetime… and he was only 17. Great.

By the time had got back, it was way past dusk and well into the night. He managed to get the camp van back to its original spot behind the big house. Maybe Chiron wouldn't even notice that it was missing, maybe.

By the time he got back to his cabin, he was dog tired. It seemed that going on a quest to the Underworld could do that to a person. Who knew.

Travis dreamed that night, but it didn't have the normal clarity of demigod dreams. It was just a blur of memories that were all jumbled together. Most of them were of himself and Katie, though a few also features his recent vacation to the Underworld. The last image, however, was of Demeter handing him the bottle. Strange.

For whatever reason, that was the image that jarred Travis awake. He peeled open his eyes and looked out the cabin window. The sun was just below the horizon, and rays were just beginning to peak out through the clouds. It seemed as though Apollo was timing himself right for once.

Travis groaned and rolled over, willing himself back to sleep. He couldn't have gotten more than a few hour, 5 or 6 at best. And he needed at least 8 to be the Travis everyone knew and loved.

However, the image of Demeter stirred in his mind again. The weapons! They still needed to be connected. But how…?

Nyssa! She would know. Hopping out of his bed and grabbing his backpack, Travis sprinted out of the Hermes cabin and towards the Hephaestus one. Not bothering with trying to remain quiet, he banged on the door loudly. Finally, Jake came and answered the door. Now, Jake was usually a very nice and agreeable person. However, at the moment, if looks could kill, Travis would be making his second trip to the Underworld in less than a day.

"What?" the son of Hephaestus snapped.

"I need Nyssa. Now."

The urgency in Travis' voice must of woken Jake up or something because the guy looked a lot more coherent and less killer intent. "Um, well, okay."

Soon, Nyssa was standing in front of Travis looking perplexed of all things. She blinked, and then finally said, "When did you get back?"

"Last night. Anyway, we need to bond these weapons or whatever. This won't take too long will it? I think breakfast is soon and I'm really hungry since all I've eaten are granola bars while driving. And I also wanna finish this before Kaite—" However, before Travis could continue his rambling, he was cut off by Nyssa.

"How did you get beck so fast?"

"Huh?" Travis paused, "Um, well… I got some unexpected help along the way in the form of a bratty son of Hades."

Nyssa narrowed her eyes in disbelief, but ended up just shaking her head. "Fine, whatever. This is the tricky part. You're going to need something of godly caliber to create a link between the weapons and object. For instance, ichor of the gods would work or a non-lethal shot from Zeus' bolt."

Travis was stunned. Where were they going to get something like that? But then he thought back to the vial Demeter gave him. "What—what about the essence of a flower from Demeter's garden? Would that work?"

"Actually, yes," Nyssa replied, "but where'd you—"

However, Travis was already taking the chord off his neck. "Okay, so how do you do this?"

"Just make sure some gets on each and put them near each other respectively—that means right glove with right dagger and left with left."

"How will we know if it works?"

"Well, there should be some glowing," cue internal cheering here, "and then the weapons should disappear. Once Katie uses them, it'll make the entire process permanent."

Travis did what was instructed and by the time that he was done, the rest of the camp was waking up and getting prepared to head down to breakfast.

Travis grinned. He always did like an audience. So he headed for the dining hall, tacky green gloves tucked under his arm.

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