During Percy's Second Year In Camp

Lee was scrolling through his iPod. He sighed before typing in the password of his dads' music library. As an Apollo kid, he had a special type of iPod, one that had access to all of Apollo's songs (Which were a lot of songs, ranging from Ancient Greek songs to songs that weren't out yet). He rolled his eyes when he saw yet another song from Justin Bieber in one of the list. He wondered why in the world his father liked those songs so much.

'Why the long face?' his brother Michael came walking into the cabin. Lee sighed again.

'Have you been in dads' music library lately? It is filled with those trashy Justin Bieber songs. I thought he had better taste.' Michaels' eyes went big.

'How dare you call Justin Bieber trashy!?'

'He is. I mean, his most popular song is literally saying the same word over and over again and screaming in between.' Michaels' eyes went even bigger.

'This is probably a sin.' Lee gave him a confused look.

'...It's a sin? What? Because I do not like something in dads' library? You know basically every song ever made is in there, right?' Michael rolled his eyes.

'No! It is because his songs literally come from heaven!'

'Alright.' Lee got up. 'I am going to the lake.'

'No. We need to get this straight.'

'Do you want a camp-wide battle about wether Justin Bieber is a good singer or not?'

'I was thinking of an archery contest, but that's a better idea!' Michael pushed Lee away and ran outisde. From still inside, Lee could hear him yell at other campers if they liked Justin Bieber or not. Lee clenched his fists. If his brother wanted to do this, the game was on.

Yet, not a lot happened for the rest of the afternoon, except that the two sons of Apollo were running through camp, asking everyone and everything whether they liked Justin Bieber and neglecting their other duties (Some poor Hermes kid had to clean the canoes that day, which they had also done the day before).

But then dinnertime came. Before the camp leaders could start with the announcements, Michael jumped up from the bench and pulled his iPod out. Within a second, Lee understood what Michael wanted to do. He jumped up from the bench as well. 'Hey! That's not allowed!' he yelled. Too late. Michael put on 'Boyfriend' and turned the volume high.

The music was so loud that the birds that were still in the trees of camp Half-blood flew away. A few kids from the other tables started singing along. Others started boo-ing, screaming and joined Lee in his protest. Most kids looked confused and scared.

'Stop the music!' Dionysus demanded. Michael looked him dead in the eye, while turning the volume up. 'I have a battle to win and I won't...' The iPod was pulled out of his hands. Michael turned around angrily, ready to fight whoever did that.

'I'd rather have some nice peace and quiet during evening dinner whenever we can, Michael,' Chiron said, while looking at the iPod. 'Boyfriend' was still blasting through the speakers. 'How do I...' Dionysus picked it out of his hands and put the music out. Michael rolled his eyes. A few kids sighed. 'awh, why?'

'I liked it...'

'Heh, it's gone.'

Michael looked around. 'Can I have my iPod back?' Dionysus shook his head.

'Maybe tomorrow.' Chiron sighed.

'After dinner. Now sit back down, all of you, please.' Michael rolled his eyes again.

'Yes, Chiron.' He sat back down on the bench. Lee gave him a dirty look.

'Told you.'

'I'll get back at you.'

'Hey, I didn't do anything.'

After the evening meal, Michael got his iPod back and the kids were shooed to the camp fire. Unfortunately, the Apollo campers had promised to give a sing-a-long concert. Lee and Michael, as the two oldest campers in the cabin, where positioned right next to each other - and had to pick out the songs.

They tried to be civil. They really did. They started off with simple camp half-blood songs, the ones everyone knew about. Yet, after three songs, they both tried to start with a different song. That happened all the time. Usually, a little silence would fall and they continued with a different song. Right now, they shot each other ice cold glares. 'We should have done my song,' Lee said.

'Are you sure? I liked mine better,' Michael answered.

'Alright, I am leaving, they are your responsibility now,' Dionysus whispered to Chiron. He was gone before Chiron could say anything back. Chiron sighed. 'Michael, Lee, please choose a song,' he yelled over the heads of the campers. Without waiting for Lee, Michael started playing Baby on his guitar.

Some of the Apollo campers started playing along. Others just sat there, with their instruments workless in their hands. Meanwhile, about one third of the kids around the campfire started singing along as well. Chiron stood up.

'Michael, knock it off!' he yelled. Michael played softer - but he still played on.

'This is dads' music, Chiron!' He yelled back. The music stopped when Lee pulled the guitar out of his brothers hands - only to hold it above the camp fire. Michael screamed. 'Alright, alright, I'll stop! But this is madness!' He pointed at Lee.

'Promise you'll never use this to play Justin Bieber again and I won't do it!' Lee threatend. Michael bit his lip, until he realised what his brother was saying. 'I promise I won't play Justin Bieber on this guitar anymore.' Lee looked him deep in the eyes for a few minutes.

'Alright.' Lee handed his brother the guitar back. Chiron came galloping up to the front.

'Kids, stop for today.' He clapped in his hands. 'Please, the camp fire is over today! Go to sleep!' He heard a few disappointed sighs, but everyone got up and slowly started to move towards the cabin. Chiron grabbed both Lee and Michael by their shoulders. 'You two come along,' he whispered.

'So. Why did this all start?' he asked, while giving both boys a mug with tea.

Michael and Lee took a sip of tea, while wondering how they were going to explain to Chiron that they had a fight about Justin Bieber without sounding extremely childish. 'We had... an argument, this afternoon.'

'About music?'

'About quality,' Lee answered. Michael nodded.

'About quality.'

'Is there a specific artist or style you two were arguing about? I mean, the two songs sounded slightly alike...'

'That's why the quality is exactly zero,' Lee said. He took another sip of tea. Michael turned his head towards him. 'It is great. Dad himself thinks so too.'

'What, because his library is full of that music?' It is full of everything!'

'Yes, but this is by his favorites!'

'No way!'

'Lee? Micheal?'

'Yes?' The kids said at once.

'Does this really effect your daily life?'

Lee shrugged. 'Maybe.' Michael shrugged too.

Chiron smiled his typical, tired smile. 'Can you two then try to let it go?'

Michael sighed. Lee shrugged. 'Maybe,' they murmurred. Chiron patted them both on the back. 'Well, drink up your tea and go back to your cabin. Good night, boys.' Chiron walked up the stairs, while the boys drank their tea. They both thought they heard the centaur rant to Dionysus a little. About half a minute apart, they went to their cabins.

They were the last to brush their teeth - together (Do you feel the trouble coming up? You should be able to feel the trouble coming up). Michael got his iPod out of his body warmer. Lee rolled his eyes. Michael stuck his tongue out. 'I won't put Justin Bieber on, alright?' he said, while scrolling throught the songs. Lee gave him a suspicious look, that turned into a grimace when a song by Silena Gomez came bursting into his ears.

He spat out his tooth paste. He threw the tooth brush at Michael. 'I count this as bullying,' he said, while striding out of the bathroom. He did not go to the Apollo cabin. He honestly did not want to be around Michael right now. Instead, he knocked on the door of the Hermes cabin. Connor opened the door. 'Let me in. I don't want any more Justin Bieber.'

'Fair reason,' Connor Stoll answered, while letting Lee into the Hermes cabin.

The next morning, Percy peacefully awoke in the Poseidon cabin. It seemed quiet outside (Even while he was only thirteen, Percy appreciated days that were nice and quiet in camp half-blood) - until he realised that it was not quiet outside. He heard flards of music and... kids chanting? Percy dangled his legs over the side of his bed. 'Is there some cult thing going on?' he murmurred. Softly, to not wake up Tyson, he skipped out of bed and put on a blue hoodie. He opened his cabin door.

Outside, most of the kids in camp half-blood were standing in a circle around the source of the music. Percy stepped onto the grass. He noticed Annabeth standing by the side. 'What's going on?' he asked, while he jogged over to her.

'Lee and Michael. They are fighting about Justin Bieber again.' Percy tilted his head. He left Annabeth with her siblings. He elbowed his way through the crowd, until he stood at the front.

Michael was holding his iPod high in the air. Every Justin Bieber song ever blasted through the speakers - all at once. Lee and Michael were yelling at each other, over the music. Some kids were cheering them on. Percy just stared at it. He had no idea what to do against it.

Neither did anybody else, aparently. After some time, the chanting and cheering stopped. A few minutes after the that, the horn for breakfast sounded. Children started to walk towards the dinner pavilion. Eventually, Lee and Michael noticed. They started walking towards the pavilion - while still screaming and with the music blaring through the speakers.

As soon as Chiron heard the sound, he sighed deeply, very, very deeply, before slowly standing up. Yet, Dionysus was quicker than that. He ran out of the pavilion and towards the two kids. Without question, he ripped the iPod out of Michaels' hand. 'You might get it back in a week,' he said, before walking back to the table. Halfway through, he turned around again. 'And I do not want to hear the name 'Justin Bieber' ever again for the rest of the century.' He sat down at the head table. Chiron pointed at the iPod, but he refused to give it up.

There was one, nice, sweet, lovely day of silence without any Justin Bieber or monster attacks (Those might be the same thing, that depends on whoms' side you are on). Sweet silence, until the horn announcing bedtime sounded. Most kids went to bed - but not Michael, Lee and their brother Will. They waited on each other in front of the hearth.

Will looked around, trying to look intimidating. 'Alright. We are going to fight this out in the classic way: With a rap battle. Lee has no restrictions. Michael can only rap in lines from Justin Bieber songs.' They nodded. Will nodded. 'If you do not say anything within three seconds, you lose! Alright, begin!' Will put on a beat on his own iPod, before pointing to Lee.

Lee did a pretty impressive free style rap. Michael could counter his words all right with just Justin Bieber lyrics the first time. Will raised his eyebrows. 'Wow,' he whispered.

Lee waited one second, before countering Michaels' words again. While he was rapping, some other kids started to notice what they were doing. A small crowd started to form around them. Softly, to not wake up the camp counselors, they started cheering them on.

Four more rounds later, the entire camp was softly cheering them on - so it kind of sounded like there was a ghost concert going on. Both kids started to get in trouble. It was late and neither of them had trained their free style skills lately (Five rounds is not a lot for Apollo children).

After three more rounds, Michael coughed. He blinked. He panicked. 'Three! Lee wins!' Will announced, cheerfully. Half of the camp started cheering. The other half tried to comfort Michael.

Eventually, they shook hands. The war on music was over... for now.

Alright, this was really dumb, but I had inspiration.