Connor Stoll turned on the camera. He nodded towards his brother, who waved. 'Does it work?'

'Yes, why else would I have nodded?'

'I thought you were just bobbing your head up and down.'

'Ha-ha. Alright, where do we start?'

Travis shrugged. 'I guess with a quick introduction of what this video is? So that the viewers aren't confused?'

Connor nodded. 'Good idea.' He turned the camera around, so that it recorded both his brothers' and his own face. 'Hello new campers! I am Connor...'

'... and I am Travis. And you...'

'... Are a child of one of the gods.'

'In this video, we will explain you what our camp looks like, what we do everyday and we'll also interview some people!'

'Combined with handy information.' Connor winked and turned the camera around again.

'I'll just leave the camera running and edit out the parts that are unuseable,' He suggested to Travis, who nodded.

'Great idea.'

Together, they walked out of the Hermes cabin. Connor held the camera right again. 'Over here, you see the place where you will sleep during your stay. There is one cabin for each god. There are thirty cabins as of now, but if you need a new one, just tell...'

'Just tell Annabeth and she'll make one,' some girl behind them complained. 'Yeah, yeah. I have been sleeping on the floor of the Hermes cabin for two months!' Travis sighed.

'Julie, you are a Hermes demigod. You belong here. And you sleep on the floor because of a bet with Sarah worth five hundred dollars, that you are winning.' Julie smirked.

'So?'

'We are filming, Julie.' Julie rolled her eyes and walked away.

'Have fun with that, nerds,' she said, before running away, towards the training ring. Connor huffed and held the camera up again. 'Just tell Annabeth and she'll design a new one for you in a few weeks. While you wait, you can sleep in our cabin, which is the best cabin,' he turned around, towards the Hermes cabin, 'The Hermes cabin.'

After a nice, long shot of all the cabins, they walked further. 'What now?' Travis asked.

'Trainingfields? There are a lot of people there, we can ask them annoying questions… I mean interview them.'

'Good.' Travis smirked. 'Let's make some nice… interviews.' Connor laughed. He knew exactly what his brother meant.

'Piper! What are you doing?' Piper sliced through the neck of a training dummy with her dagger, Katropris.

'You can see what I am doing, right? You didn't go blind overnight, right?' She answered, while checking if her dagger was still fine.

'Can we ask you a few questions for the new camp half-blood introduction film?' Connor asked.

'I am busy.'

'Do you like being in camp half-blood?'

Piper rolled her eyes. 'You are just going to ask me anyway, right?'

'Is Chiron a good mentor to you?'

'The very best there ever was.' She narrowed her eyes. 'You... you two agree right?' Connor and Travis nodded so quickly that the camera bobbed up and down like it was hit by a wave. 'Yeah, of course!' They said at once. Piper threw Katropris at another straw dummy. She hit it in the place where the heart would be if it was a human.

Travis tapped Connor on the arm. 'Maybe we should go further,' he whispered. 'We don't want to scare any new campers.' Connor smirked.

'Don't we?'

Travis raised his eyebrows. 'Well, if we really want to scare them, we better go and… interview Clarisse, right?' Connors' smirk became wider.

'Hm. Yeah. Hey, Piper! Thanks for the interview!' They quickly skipped away.

Travis leaned closer to his brother, while they were walking to the spot where the Ares' cabin was training. 'We need juicier questions.' Connor tapped his cheek.

'Yeah, you're right. Do you have any ideas?' Travis shrugged.

'I'll try to think of something.'

A few seconds later, they stood in front of a bunch of Ares kids training with battle axes that were as big as the Stolls' whole bodies. 'Hey guys!' Travis said, while walking to the middle of their little crew. He got a bunch of nasty looks, while he passed into the Ares' kids inner circle. He could almost feel the aura of fighting energy. He looked around (Which he took his sweet time for) until he saw Clarisse.

'Clarisse! Can we interview you for our new Camp half-blood video?'

Clarisse had been training with her spear. She made a move towards Travis. She stopped her spear mere centimetres in front of his chest, making sure that she showed she had full control of the weapon. Travis felt a little static energy coming off the spear. 'Are you on the training fields often?' Clarisse looked at him like that was the dumbest question possible (And, let's be fair, it wasn't the brightest question to ask to an Ares-kid). 'Go away before I don't stop before I hit your body.'

'Can you tell us anything about what happened with Chris a few summers ago?' Connor asked, before immediately jumping away. Clarisse stared at him like she would have his head on a stake for that. 'Go away and don't let me see you again in the next sixty days!' She yelled, which was actually pretty intimidating if Clarisse did it (But like, only if Clarisse does it. For most people it just sounds childish and stupid, don't try it, if you loose any arguments it isn't my fault).

Travis and Connor took the kind suggestion and ran away. One of Clarisse's' brothers threw a knife at their backs, which landed to the right of them at such an angle that they knew he deliberately threw it past them, as a warning. The stolls ran slightly quicker.

Until they were back in the spot where the Aphrodite kids were training. Drew turned her head around and smirked. 'Darlings, are you two making a video?' She asked the Stolls, with just a teensy tiny bit of charmspeak in her voice. The Stolls turned around. 'Yeah,' they said in unison. Drew dropped her sword and flipped her hair over her shoulder. 'Can I leave a little message?' Connor handed her the camera.

'Hey, new Campers! I am Drew Tanaka, from the Aphrodite cabin.' Drew winked at the camera. Meanwhile, Connor and Travis started to shake of the magic. Drew noticed it too. 'Camp is a safe place, believe me. Now, I have one last tip for you knew youngbloods...' She looked at Connor and Travis, who realised that what she was going to say was not positive for them.

'Make sure to dress for success and don't trust the Stoll brothers, because they will steal your limited edition highlighter and resell it on Ebay, before acting like they didn't.' Connor janked the camera out of her hands. 'That wasn't us! That was Juliet!' Drew shrugged and picked up her sword. 'Hm.'

Travis turned the camera towards her. 'Miss Tanaka, now that you left this great message' (he said the last thing through clenched teeth) 'Would you mind answering a few questions?' Drew rolled her eyes and shrugged. 'Yeah, sure.'

'So why is makeup is important to you?'

'It's not that important to me. And I guess I just got that specific part from my mother's' genes.'

'You literally drove to New York once to get a limited edition lipstick.'

Drew gave him a nasty glare, that went just unnoticed by the camera. 'Because Aphrodite wanted it. Plus, I wasn't alone, remember?'

'So why did you attack Katrina a few days ago after she borrowed your lipliner?' Drew turned around so quickly her sword almost cut a bystander in half. 'Borrowed? Flat out stole and ruined, you mean! I got that lipliner from my mother! She had no business just taking it without asking me!' She pointed her sword at the boys. 'Now get out!'

Travis and Connor decided to, once again, take that nice, sweet advice. Drew could be very effective with her sword (And also with her hair curler. There was a legend in camp half blood about Drew killing a monster with her steaming hot hair curler. She was a true hero that day). When they were far away enough from the training fields, Connor and Travis decided to take a break to catch their breath.

'What now?'

'Big House? Strawberry Fields?'

'Strawberry fields. I need something calm. I am getting acne from the stress!' Travis overdramatically sighed. Connor chuckled. 'Let's go.'

The Demeter and Dionysus kids were busy picking strawberries (Which grew back quicker than they could pick them. Those kids are more powerful than you think. I saw Katie Gardner grow prunes to shut the door to bunker 9 once. While Leo was in it) when Connor and Travis made their grand appearance (Which wasn't much appreciated).

'Hello children with links to agriculture!' Connor shouted, so loudly that the people by the arena probably thought he was back. The children walking around by the strawberry fields just looked up, saw the Stolls,and went back to their work again.

'What a tough audience,' Travis muttered to Connor. They stepped into the strawberry fields, to get the authentic biological experience and to ask annoying questions to unsuspecting labourers. First, they went to Katie.

'Hey, Kate, what are you doing?' Travis asked, while his brother pointed the camera at her. Katie rolled her eyes. 'Can't you see? I am making sure we have fresh food at dinner tonight.' Travis nodded. 'What a noble task.'

'Hush it, Stoll.' She kneeled down to pick some more strawberries. Travis pulled her up to her feet again and kissed her on the mouth. 'Love you too. Oh, we gotta run! Let's go, Connor!' Travis pulled Connor along, while quickly running to the other side of the strawberry fields.

Connor stuck his tongue out. 'Did you really need to?' Travis smiled and nodded.

'Very much. Now, are we done with the strawberry fields? I mean, they are pretty self explanatory, right? The Big House is the next stop. Let's go.'

Connor just walked along - he didn't feel like arguing with his brother about something that he agreed with and he would keep his mouth shut about what happend with Katie (Today, that is). 'Alright. Shall we... interview Chiron, or just leave it?'

'Of course we are going to interview Chiron. He owns the camp, doesn't he?' Travis answered, while they were stepping onto the veranda of the Big House. Chiron was sitting inside, looking over some reports, while Dionysus was sitting in front of him theoretically doing the same (But in reality he was too busy thinking about other, more important things than that).

'Hey Chiron! Can we ask you a few questions?' Connor asked, while walking to the table they were sitting at. Chiron looked up. 'Is that for the new introduction video you two are making?' Now, Dionysus looked up as well. 'I didn't know you had commissioned another introduction video.'

'I didn't,' Chiron answered, 'But they wanted to do it. So, what do you two want to ask?' He smiled at the Stolls, who pulled some chairs to the table. 'Well, why did you start with camp half-blood? The uh, short explanation, please,' Connor asked. Dionysus sighed and picked up one of the papers. Chiron quickly explained how he had started his camp, how much it all meant to him and the usual spiel they had all heard about because Chiron has a tendency to repeat what he says sometimes (He is four thousand years old, cut him some slack).

Travis turned to Dionysus, who had actually managed to get through some paperwork while Chiron was telling his story. 'Is there anything you want to say to new campers, seeing as how you still work here?'

'No. Also, how did you two manage to make seventy dollars worth of property damage in the last five days?' He asked, while looking up from a bill.

'And that's the Big House! You're Always welcome here, but we are leaving now! See you back in the Dinner Pavilion!' Connor said, while he and Travis speed walked out of the Big House before Chiron could start asking questions as well.

Yet, of course, they couldn't just do nothing until the evening. By the time dinner started, everyone knew about the Stolls making a new introduction film and about half of the campers were annoyed and/or angry with them. Travis and Connor cautiously walked to the Hermes table, still with the camera, fully aware that people were more than done with their shenanigans.

They didn't look at Chris, who gave the Stolls some hardcore death glares. Connor and Travis walked towards the fire pit with the camera. They showed what they were doing, before filming the entire pavilion. That was as much smart things as they could do in a short period of time.

'So, this is the dinner pavilion, where everyone eats three times a day. You need to come, because else...' Connors' voice trailed away.

'Chiron, what happens if we do not come to mealtime?' Travis yelled.

'Dishduty for a week,' Dionysus answered before Chiron could say anything. Chiron sighed and shook his head.

'Washing the dishes for that specific meal, that is. Unless you have a proper reason to not be there.' Travis blinked.

'I didn't know that,' He muttered, 'Oh well! Now, we are going back to our table...' Yet, Connor wasn't done yet. 'Has that ever been done by anyone? I mean, these people really like their food, I don't know...'

'Connor, please sit down so that we can start with the announcements,' Chiron asked. Connor started walking back to the Hermes table, but he kept rambling. Travis started to chime in as well: 'Yes, but why do we have a punishment when nobody really commits the crime? I mean, it is just as weird as Julies eyebrows and Drews' obsession with makeup! Also, why did Daryl not get punished when...'

A glass cup flew past their heads. 'Get out!' someone yelled. More campers started to get out of their chairs to get them out of the dinner pavilion. Travis and Connor ran away, while a chorus of voices started to yell at them to shut up.

When they were gone, Chiron stood up and waved his hands to get the campers to calm down. When it was almost completely quiet, he walked to the end of the pavilion and yelled: 'Connor! Travis! It is true that nobody ever got that punishment. Yet, I am expecting you by the kitchens at half past seven!' he yelled. A few kids started cheering (Because that's how you know a story is real).

Chiron sighed and turned around. 'Now, time for dinner. Also...'

'Also, the Canoe races will be on again this monday, except that Katrina is not allowed to compete because of the incident from Friday,' Dionysus continued, breaking off Chiron. 'Also, the Capture-the-flag field will be smaller due to a outbreak of fire-breathing horses...'