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Chapter 29

"This is some good food," Travis commented as he bit into his hamburger hungrily.

"Travis," a camper replied. "You eat this food almost every day."

"Exactly. I was complimenting the almost everyday foods."

"Can I have your French fry?"

"No."

Connor stole Travis's fries anyway. He managed to do it quickly, but his brother stole his entire burger.

"That's not fair!" Connor complained as he looked at his missing burger.

"We're demigods, life is never fair," Travis replied as he ate his second burger.

Connor proceeded to eat his fries and stay silent. He wouldn't give his brother the satisfaction of him to steal another burger from someone else and start a food fight.

Travis looked at his younger brother and sighed. "Here you go."

Travis handed Connor his burger back, while grinning at him. His brother grinned back and ate the burger which only had quarter left. Five seconds was all it took before the entire burger was gone. They grinned and both asked for a second burger immediately.

"Waiter!" Travis yelled loudly, causing almost every person to turn their heads. "Two burgers please!"

"Get it from the fire pit, I'm not a slave!" One of the nymphs yelled back.

"Touché," Connor muttered to his brother.

Travis just started grinning and stood up. Connor looked at his brother as he started walking towards the fire pit.

"There seems to be nothing left," Travis said loudly to the angry nymph.

"Of course there's nothing left, the gods seem to have scented it all up!"

And that was the end of their conversation: the nymph didn't have any more trouble, and Travis didn't have his burger. Connor knew that it was really not a fair deal.

"Chiron," Travis called out after sitting down. "My bro and I have finished our dinner. And since we won against the hunters, we want to walk around camp. Just the two of us. Can we?"

Chiron looked up and saw the Stolls looking at him. He was thinking deeply, when he saw Connor opening his mouth to speak.

"We might find the prankster, that's actually why we want to walk," Connor added to make the lie better.

Chiron knew he should've said no. But gazing at them, he knew that they might actually have a chance at catching the prankster. For all he knew, the next target could be the hunters. That would cause a huge problem to everyone, and they would hunt every single boy in camp down. He sighed and gestured his hand once.

"Alright," Chiron finally spoke. "You may go."

Little did Chiron know that that was probably a very bad mistake.

"Come on little bro," Travis said, tugging his brother away from his food. "Let's go catch the prankster."

"Let me just finish theses fries-" Connor got cut off.

Travis ended up dragging his brother with a half eaten French fry in his mouth. He dragged him halfway across to the volleyball court before Connor decided that he could walk for himself.

"Tons more ideas for Lady Arty's cabin," Travis spoke once the coast was clear.

"Staining makeup that would last for days," Connor said immediately, paused, then grinned. "Or weeks, months, or even years..."

"We'll have to see if the Aphrodite cabin for that stuff."

"Or raid, to make it seem unsuspicious if they ever notice their makeup on the hunters."

"True. Any ideas from you Travis?"

"A love song playing when they come in. Also, have a picture of each hunter in either a dress or a ballerina tutu."

"How are we going to manage that?"

Travis grinned at his little brother. "That my brother is something genius called Photoshop."

Connor's grin only widened. "Also have a very heavy perfume sprayed in their cabin."

Travis nodded at his brother proudly, and they both saluted each other.

"Now let's go find that prankster," Travis said with an earsplitting smile.

"I think we should find the prankster in the Aphrodite cabin," Connor finished his brother's sentence.

"The prankster would probably be raiding the cabin," Travis started a new sentence altogether.

"So we would probably need camouflage... That's pink."

"Right."

The cut off sentences that only twins could pull off ended on a sour note. And as much as they usually liked most colors, pink was the one that they did not like. At all.

"Let's just go get the camouflage..." Connor said as they walked back to their cabin.

As they were walking, Travis glanced a look at the pavilion and smiled. Dinner wasn't finished yet so they had plenty of time. And if Chiron would let them walk tomorrow as well, then they were lucky. Maybe the new job they had been assigned to was handier than they thought. Then they could use the job as an excuse to do the pranks.

"We have to be careful," Connor muttered.

"What?" Travis looked at his brother.

"If we always say that we're looking for the prankster and we always do the pranks at that time, Chiron might assign the job to someone else."

"We need to be careful."

"I know."

The Stolls were silent as they walked to their cabin. They had no idea how to solve that problem. Unless they framed someone. But unless they wanted to person to snitch, framing would not be a good idea.

"There's no option left is there?" Connor asked his brother as he grabbed his pink camouflage suit from his cabin.

"Unless you want to be spotted by wearing any other color, no there isn't," Travis replied with a grimace.

Connor only nodded as he zipped up the pink suit that was camouflage. Travis did the same.

"Maybe we would be less noticeable if we actually wore the suits inside the cabin," Connor spoke as he looked at himself with a frown.

"I'm not going to take off the suit and wear the suit again," Travis replied as he started walking out the cabin.

Connor only buried his head in his hands in shame as they walked out of their cabin with sour faces. The Stolls then started sprinting. They were wearing the suits of shame. And the worst thing was that they had to wear the suit for the prank and raids to work.

"If anyone's looking, please don't laugh," Travis muttered as they arrived at the entrance at the cabin. "I hope the Aphrodite campers don't take too long. I hope that they're all in the pavilion by now. Little brother, face the worst."

And with those words spoke, Travis wrenched the door open and winced as he saw the cabin.

"I'm going to get an eyesight problem after this," Connor said as he tried avoiding looking at the walls.

"Truer words could never be spoken."

Connor turned around and saw... Travis was behind him instead of in front.

"I was thinking you could improve on your leadership skills... So I thought you could lead us around the Aphrodite cabin and get us the stuff," Travis told his brother brightly.

"I was actually thinking we could split up and take half and half... I'll take this one!" Connor said the last part loudly and rushed forward to the part that didn't look as pink as the other side.

"Leadership skills!" Travis called put to his brother, but the younger Stoll proceeded to turn a blind ear and continue his searching.

Travis sighed but went to the pinker section of the cabin. He should've also brought a gas mask that went along with the suit; the perfume that was sprayed stained the walls with heavy scent. He grimaced and proceeded to try and do his job as quickly as possible.

"Connor?" Travis called out to his brother. "I think we made a huge mistake."

Connor looked up. "Why?"

"We could have gotten all the stuff here and not gone to the Arts and Crafts area."

Connor stared at Travis in disbelief. "So we stole those items for nothing?"

"Apart from the paint and a few others, pretty much I guess."

"Then we should hurry up and get more stuff."

They nodded at each other, and continued their job with their speed. Connor had rushed back to their cabin and had gotten four huge bags. He returned and saw Travis had already gotten most of the stuff. He grinned as he chucked them all in the bag. All the clothes, letters, posters, pictures, perfume, cd's, and more were in the four bags.

Connor grinned as he snatched a camera from the top of a night table. He turned the camera on and saw all the pictures he needed after five clicks. He threw it in the bag and together, the Stolls returned to their cabins in victory and obvious success.

"If you knew what we were doing," Travis said to the empty Aphrodite cabin as they walked to their cabin. "You would be happy about this since you don't really like the hunters."

Tomorrow, the plan was going to take place. Tomorrow was going to be a very good day for the Stolls.

The hunters of Artemis would never know what hit them.

A/N: Sorry for the late update! I know I've said this before, but if you have an Artemis cabin idea, say it. This is probably the second to last chapter where you can say a prank idea for the hunters. Thanks for all the support!