Author's Note: And I am back again. We will continue playing games, and learning more about each other. I'm writing this in the library, so I have many resources to access. And the internet also works. The definitions on apples to apples cards were real, I actually looked them up. Credit to the site I found them on. Now, I'm going to stop talking. Poll, review, and read.
Disclaimer: I hereby disclaim all ownership of Percy Jackson. Everything belongs to Mr. Rick Riordan, except for my original characters and the plot.
Koati's Point of view
I ran over to my bag and pulled out a deck of cards. I ran back over and gave Casus and Pupa each 11 cards, and handed 10 cards to everyone else. "One, two, three, flip," I mouthed. Thankfully, everyone understood and flipped over a card.
There was a five in front of me, a six in front of Grover and Casus, eight in front of Pupa, and Percy had a jack
"Give me," he mouthed, taking all the cards. "I'm winning." The game continued. Soon, only Percy and Pupa were left. Pupa had an ace and all four twos. Percy had everything else. She was slowly wearing him down.
Both of them flipped over and ace. Pupa only had the four twos. Percy smiled, knowing he had won. They both placed down three cards and flipped their next one. It was a two and an ace. "I win," he whispered. "Gimme the cards." Pupa reluctantly handed over the cards.
"You win," she told him, sadly. "Now, what's the time."
"Shh," I scolded, shaking my head. I don't know why none of them understood. This would be easier if you could sign, I signed, exasperated.
I can sign! I had a period of self-mutism in second, third and fourth grade. Can anyone else? signed Percy. That worried me. He had a period of mutism a couple years ago? For three years? Well, I talked to mom. Smelly Gabe and everyone at school got the silent treatment. He looked at his watch. "We took a long time," he whispered. "It's twelve. And if you can sign, raise your hand."
Percy, Casus and I raised our hands. Where did you learn it? I asked. I did to talk with deaf people at the orphanage.
I live with eight other people. My aunt and her daughter, two of her close friends, and both of them have two children, my cousin is seventeen, and the other four are six, nine, thirteen and fifteen. Three of us are Greek, three Norse, and three Egyptian. The Egyptians rarely talk, so we have to know sign language to communicate with them.
Percy continued the circle, signing, And I thought myself during the three years I had self-mutism.. We should teach them in order to have a code and for situations like these.
So hard. And we can't teach… And Ms. Fabrica barged in, cutting me off.
"A signing circle. Good strategy. And I bring food. But two of you look to be not included." She glanced over at us. "How did you learn?"
Orphanage.
Self taught during a state of mutism.
Casus just pointed right at her. You and the Egyptians.
"Ah yes. And they still have not braked their spell of silence. People at the orphanage do tend to teach people things like that. Why were you there? And Percy, did your mom know about the mutism?" She placed the food on the main table as she spoke. Her voice had a certain ring to it, was that, concern? But I probably should answer her question.
"I just broke down," answered Percy. "There was to much. Mom knew, and supported my decision. I would talk when it was just the two of us. Otherwise, I would sign." Pupa and Grover looked at him and confusion. They must have not understood what Ms. Fabrica meant.
"Never met mom, was always dead. Whites came to my island and murdered all of my people, except me, the youngest, the princess, the one they could use. Dragged me onto a ship and was plopped in an orphanage. Well, first and old man took me in when he first saw me, but when I was seven he just took in more strays and there was too many people. Went to the orphanage at seven, Aivota's family pulled me out at nine. Probably thought I would be good for their reputation, adopting a kid. They were right." Didn't want to admit all of that, but her voice did something to my brain. Pupa and Grover looked like their brains were overloading with information.
"Hey, let's eat," Casus quickly ordered, changing the topic off the two of us. "Everyone, sit down at the table. Aunt Decuma, shoo. You are bothering us." After that, he said something in a different language, one to old for me to have ever heard of. It was weird, but awe inspiring.
"Got it." And she turned on her heel and left, closing the door behind her.
We ate and talked, shoving food in our mouths. No one brought up the myself and Percy again, subconsciously understanding that we didn't want to be bothered. "Now what?" Pupa asked. "Another movie?"
"Finding Nemo," suggested Percy, a pleading look in his eyes. He activated his baby seal look. "Please…"
"Fine," Casus answered, relenting, the rest of us nodding along.
"Yes!" shouted Percy.
Be quiet, I scolded.
I can easily ignore you. I just need to look away. He quieted down anyway, grabbing the remote and sitting on the floor, right in front of the screen. The movie began, at twelve thirty.
An hour and forty minutes later, at two ten, the movie finished.
Grover asked the question we were all thinking, "Now what?"
I raced over to my suitcase I had the perfect idea. I pulled out a gigantic box. "This is a Lego set called Camp Half Blood. It was designed my a Lego enthusiastic, and the company like the idea and created a set. The letter said from cabins six and nine. Those cabins are Athena and Hephaestus on the box. I bet those are two favorite gods." I remember this clearly. I was one of the kids who helped build and design this. But I never saw the full thing since I left before it was completed. But it was a perfect replica of Camp Half Blood, complete with weapons and small figurines. I discovered they added nine year old Hestia in the fire. There was thirty one figurines. Five from Hermes, one from Dionysus, three for every other cabin with people, three satyrs, Chiron, Dionysus, Hestia and the Oracle. And over ten thousand pieces. It would keep us busy for a while.