Thanks to the well wishers. And I'm getting better. Or at least well enough to go back to my normal schedule, so that's something.

Previously

"We need to talk to Chiron- right away," Nico explained.

Piper looked worried, and Jason looked troubled.

"You guys had better come too," Will said.

Now

Nico POV

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

I banged my head against the ping pong table repeatedly.

"Stop it sweetie, you'll lose brain cells," Will pointed out as he put his hands on my shoulders.

"Then you get them to shut up, because they're driving me insane," I snapped.

It had taken half an hour to get where I was, slowly destroying my brain cells in an attempt to drown out the arguing ensuing in the counsellors meeting. No matter what I did I couldn't get their voices out of my head. There were more important things to talk about than the Stoll's latest prank or what the best weapon is.

Jason was trying to wake up Clovis from the Hypnos cabin by lightly shocking him. Piper looked ready to murder someone with Katropis. Apparently Drew had spilled her make-up all over Piper's bed earlier. Annabeth had completely given up on the meeting and was reading a book on Architecture.

Butch attempted to create an Iris message big enough to accommodate the most important people in New Rome, but every time he got close someone would throw a ping pong ball or a pencil through the connection. The head of the Nemesis cabin was carving something in the wood of the ping pong table. Near the head of the table, Percy and Clarisse were arguing.

"Well, maybe maimer would look better shoved up your nose!" Clarisse shouted.

"And maybe Riptide would look better shoved up your-" Percy shouted.

That was the last straw. We were here for Will. To help him on his quest. To determine the third person that would be joining us.

"SHUT IT!" I yelled. "We're here for one reason! Who can tell me that reason!"

They all gave me blank stares. Chiron looked a bit surprised by my outburst. Connor Stoll raised his hand tentatively.

"To discuss the damage of a whistle bomb on the ears of the Apollo cabin and how it ruins sing-alongs for a week?" he answered.

Lou Ellen slapped him upside the head.

"No you idiot," she said. "To help Will with his quest."

"Wait Will's here?" Travis asked, sitting up in his seat.

Will raised his hand. He had been mostly silent since everyone sat down. In the poor light his face looked almost gaunt.

"Oh, hey bro," Travis said. "I thought you were still in Manhattan."

"Well obviously he's here," Katie said.

"If you guys are done arguing," Annabeth said, speaking up, "then let's get back to business. Will?"

So Will told them about his dream. Annabeth didn't bother listening a second time, but was rather in deep thought.

The entire table was silent. Percy was the only one moving, and even that was restrained to just tapping his foot. The cheesewhiz sat untouched next to a plate of crackers. A single ping pong ball rolled down the table and off the edge, bouncing four consecutive times before rolling down the hall.

I pushed my hand through my hair, dragging it forward to partially cover my face. I looked over to Annabeth and we shared a look. This could be quite a long night.

Jason seemed particularly quiet. I wondered what he was thinking about. He fiddled with the hilt of his golden sword, like he wished he could take it out and strike down the impending danger.

"So," Will said, "Ideas?"

It seems as though my chapters are getting shorter. I don't know why. And if you haven't noticed then forget you read this. Ideas for the story/quest?

So what are you guy's going as for Halloween?