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To HoO Fan- (Chapter 42) YES I CAN YES I CAN, CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP!

Their next visitor, Leo recognised straight away. A tall boy with a big grin and dark, tufty brown hair, also dressed all in black.

"Joel." He said. "You're Joel."

"Ooh, psychic." Joel beamed, clapping his hands excitedly.

"No, I… I saw you in a dream."

"Aww, dreaming about me before we even met, how romantic!" He gushed. Leo felt his face warm, Calypso hurriedly turning a giggle into a cough. Joel stared at Leo, teasing aside, replaced with unbound curiosity. "Why is your head on fire? Like, I'm know I'm hot, but this is a first. Oooh, you're like Lou, aren't you? Neville is going to be so happy! Prepare to have your brain picked!" He sang, laughing. "Who's your godly parent then, fire boy?"

"Hephaestus."

"You wouldn't happen to own a suitcase that turns into a dragon, would you?"

"How did you-?"

"I push buttons. On everything. And everyone. Unrelated, he may or may not have set the cafeteria partially on fire and also is he a he? Or a she? Or a they? We're very inclusive around here." Leo blinked at him. Joel huffed. "I have a thing, leave me alone!" He blew a raspberry at Leo and then smiled broadly at Calypso, expression changing faster than a blink. "And who are you, my lovely?"

"I'm… Calypso." She replied hesitantly. "And that's Leo."

"Oh, I totally forgot to ask your name. Totes soz, mate." The door opened behind him and he beamed, throwing his arms around the newcomer. "There he is, the love of my life!"

"Get off, you idiot."

"Never." Joel smiled. The boy in his hug rolled his eyes, blond hair and glasses, also clothed in black. "Americans, this is Neville, he's my future husband, isn't he just the cutest?" Joel pinched Neville's cheeks, cooing and kissing his nose. "Neville, this is Leo and Calypso. His head was on fire a second ago. Not my fault. This time. Honest!" Neville just nodded, watching Joel dubiously. Joel stuck his tongue out.

"Anyway, we came to check on you. Have the meds been round yet?"

"Um… no." Leo shook his head. "Just the other one."

"Oof, you've already met L.J. Be nice to Neville- he's her brother- if you upset her brother, you upset Lucy-Jo and you do not want to upset Lucy-Jo." Joel made an X with his arms, grimacing. Then he smiled again, tapping himself on the forehead. "Done it again!" He chided himself. "Your friend, Lou, she's mostly stable now. Like, I can't comment on her mental stability, like, I don't even know if she had any to begin with, but she's mostly physically stable. Who stabbed her? Was it you?" He pointed at Calypso. "You strike me as a scary lady."

"It wasn't me!" Calypso protested, arming herself with her pillow.

"So it was you." Joel turned his pointer finger on Leo, hissing when he was met just as coldly there. "No? Who was it then?"

"She did it."

"Lou stabbed herself." Joel looked at Neville. "Lou stabbed herself." He repeated, in case the other boy had missed it. "Why did Lou stab herself? Are you two that boring?"

"Joel." Neville prompted.

"Right, right, this is serious. I knew that." He nodded, clearing his throat. He swung his arms restlessly, bouncing on the soles of his feet. Neville pulled on his sleeve and Joel stilled.

Neville looked to Leo first, and then Calypso, gouging her pillow-attack-efficiency. His features softened a little, the same moss green eyes as his sister. He concentrated on Leo, quickly examining his body, mentally replacing the blood saturation. Leo's skin crawled, itched. Twice.

When Neville spoke, his voice was gentler, giving a minute, encouraging nod. "Tell us what happened."