"I just think you should have some more experienced Greeks teach the Romans a few things."

"I'm sorry," Percy apologized for probably the third time, eyebrows scrunched together as he walked down a part of Camp Jupiter.

"What for?" Frank sighed, looking over at the son of Poseidon, "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I hurt those kids," Percy's tone was flat as he spoke, sunglasses hiding tormented eyes.

"They deserved it."

"No, Frank. I hurt those kids. I hurt some children because someone insulted my family. Also, I made Apollo's kids work more 'cause I broke some bones," Percy shrugged, a small smile on his face. He adjusted his sunglasses, pushing them up some as he turned his head to gaze at something in the distance with a small frown, "So, you guys were saying something about the water pipes?"

"Yeah, can you check them out? They're messing up the water cannons and some of the campers are complaining about it, saying they need it during Capture the Flag," The son of Mars gestured in a random direction with the wave of his hand.

"Yeah, sure, no problem. Although, wouldn't Leo be better at this? Why not call him?"

Frank looked over, "He doesn't want to leave his shop unattended."

"You mean he doesn't want to leave his girlfriend of three years," Percy waggled his eyebrows ridiculously, causing Frank to roll his eyes.

"Why do you call her that? She has a name you know."

"Yeah but this is the longest Leo's ever had a girlfriend. It's my job as one of his friends and fellow demigod to tease him about this."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Over there," Frank pointed down a small hill where some metal doors were. "That's where the main section is."

"Cool," Percy cracked his knuckles before jogging down, sliding to a stop a bit on the dirt. "Give me about an hour and it should be fixed."

"Thanks, Percy."

"Don't mention it," He gave a one-shouldered shrug, working on opening the metal doors.

"Oh, and, it was nice seeing you again," There was a hopeful look in Frank's dark eyes, like he was expecting a certain answer but knew he wasn't going to get it. He was surprised by Percy's response.

The son of Poseidon pursed his lips, turning a bit to look at the Praetor, lifting up his sunglasses so they rested on his head. He let out a silent sigh, allowing a small smile on his face, "...Yeah, you too, Frank. It's been… It's been forever. We'll talk more later, okay?"

"Sure."

As promised, Percy was done in an hour and he was soaked in sweat. Fixing the pipes actually didn't take that long to do. It was just a something something here and a something something there and- Yeah, Percy had no idea what he did. Hopefully, everything worked perfectly and Rome didn't fall again. That would be- Well, funny but not to the Romans. The fall of Rome- Ha!

He made his way up the hill, sliding on his sunglasses again when sun shined in his face. He walked slowly through Camp Jupiter, just quietly observing everything, like he wasn't even there at all. He had a sad smile on his face as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, dodging a group of teenagers who were playing touch football. He ignored the questioning glances, making his way to where he knew Frank and Reyna were.

"Hey, Perce," Jason was suddenly walking next to him, a box of doughnuts in his hands.

The son of Poseidon didn't react, something that made Jason pout (seeing as he has been trying to scare Percy for a while), and simply reached over and plucked a pastry, taking a bite, "Hey. So, anything new going on between the camps I need to know about?"

"Well," Jason tapped his chin thoughtfully as he balanced the box with one hand. "Chiron wants to start where once a month some campers go back and forth for a week to train."

"Like a field trip?" Percy licked some glaze off his lips, eyes traveling off in thought.

"Yeah. He was going to ask if you were willing to sit in one of the counselor meetings since, you know, but Nico, Leo, and I are the only one's who can contact you and you've sworn us to secrecy so…"

"...I'll think about it," The nineteen year-old decided, finishing off his doughnut. "Have you graduated yet?"

"No, I don't graduate until June," The blonde sighed, noticing the change in topic as it was.

"Mm, oh, yeah, I remember. Pipes is graduating too, right? Nico as well. You're all in the same grade and all."

"Seniors. We're seniors. You're coming to our graduation, right?"

"That's months away, Jace. We'll talk about it later."

"So," Percy leaned on a long table, a small bowl of jellybeans in his hands. He kicked his legs back and forth, ignoring Reyna's glares and Frank's exasperated looks. "The camp seems… I don't know, boring… There's something off about it. Like, it's not so… Roman anymore..."

"What?" The daughter of Bellona was the first to react, a scowl setting into place. She sent him a sharp look, raising and eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

Percy made eye contact with Jason, remembering something he brought up during their trip over to the Praetors, "Okay, now, first, you gotta know that I'm not saying this 'cause I'm Greek and you're all Roman." At their nods, he continued, "It's just… You guys seem lax and I don't think having somewhat inexperienced Greeks coming here to train will help that."

"Are you saying we shouldn't have the Greeks come here?" Frank asked, eyes narrowing slightly.

"No, no," The son of Poseidon shook his head, raising his hands in a placating manner. Frank was defensive of the Greeks (which was kind of surprising since the only Greeks he really met were him, Leo, Piper, and Annabeth. And, you know… There was Leo. Leo). "I just think you should have some more experienced Greeks teach the Romans a few things."

"Who do you suggest?" Reyna wondered, looking a bit disgruntled.

Percy and Jason exchanged mischievous grins, speaking in unison, "Well, us, of course."