Magnus flipped through a Star Wars book he had stolen from Alex hoping he wouldn't notice for a day. Annabeth was sitting on her desk chair in front of him, with her laptop in her lap. She was staring at an online blueprint for a new cabin in camp half-blood. 'I know I could make it even better...'

'Maybe you are being too much of a perfectionist. The design was already pretty good, I don't think the two people in the new cabin will really care whether it has plant baskets or not.'

'...But I can add them, though.'

'It is not necessary.'

'Neither are Star Wars books, but here we are.'

Magnus huffed. 'Star Wars has changed more lives than any plant basket ever will.'

'That doesn't matter.'

Magnus reopened his book. 'Well, I am going to read this 'unnecessary' thing again. You go on designing something unnecessary.'

Annabeth gave him a mean look. 'That sounds like a new existential crisis.'

'You're welcome.' Magnus begun to read. Annabeth went on with seeing how she could make the cabin have natural lighting without just taking of the roof.

'Why don't you make the roof out of clear plastic bags?' Magnus asked after three whole minutes of being able to keep quiet.

Annabeth took a deep breath, before closing down her laptop.

'I should take a break. Want something to eat or are you unable to eat regular human food?'

Magnus closed his book. 'I can eat regular human food.'

'Good, because I have chocolate chip cookies left.' She turned around on her desk chair and put her laptop on her desk, before elegantly slipping of her chair.

'What is that specific book about?'

'People fighting in space.'

'I said the word 'specific.''

Magnus took a deep breath. 'I have no idea, to be honest. My brain has been trailing off. I keep thinking about how I saw Denise from floor seven hundred and one make a paper-marché stegosaurus during arts and crafts. It strikes fear into my heart.' Annabeth felt a chill go up her spine. If you considered all the other things that happened at hotel Valhalla, paper-maché dinosaur was probably a real threat.

'Horrifying. But we need something to do in the afternoon before my dad comes back.' Magnus sighed deeply and put his arms behind his head.

'Annabeth?'

Annabeth yawned. 'yeah?'

'I have a bit of fairy dust in my pocket. It can make anything we want come to live.'

Annabeth started laughing. 'What?'

'Look, I'll show it!' Magnus got a pinch of the fairy dust out of his pocket. He grabbed Alex's book and sprinkled some on.

Magnus expected the book to flap its pages a little, or maybe stand up. He didn't expect to suddenly see a droid jump out of it. It took a few seconds for his cortex to process it. After that he jumped up in confusion. 'Wait, who, what!?'

Annabeth screamed. 'You didn't know that would happen!?'

'No, not really! The last time someone sprinkled dust on a book it waddled around the table for some time! It didn't make characters out of the book appear and... and try to assemble lego, I guess...' Annabeth turned her head towards the shelf where her brothers' Lego was stored. The droid had found the instructions to a pirate ship and was now assembling it at top speed.

'Honestly? That's impressive...' she muttered. She was helped out of her daydream when a second droid walked past her and begun to help the other.

'Cousin, we need to get them back into the book.'

'Of course, of course...' Magnus muttered, seemingly not having heard what Annabeth said. He was typing on his phone. 'Come on, Mallory, reply...'

'Magnus, did you hear what I said?'

'What?'

'We need to get the droids back into the book,' Annabeth replied with a sigh.

'I know, I am contacting Mallory about it... She is the dust expert of the floor, after all.'

Annabeth coughed. 'Anything Mallory is the best at is something I wouldn't do.' Magnus stopped texting for a few seconds. 'Fair, but I was too bored to think about what I was doing.'

'Yeah, same.'

'Oh, she texted back!'

'What do we do?'

'...We wait until the dust wears of. They'll disappear then.'

'Wow, that helps.'

'Sorry, cousine, that is all I can do.'

Annabeth sighed deeply. 'You're right. Lets just try to minimize the damage.'

Magnus nodded. 'Great idea...'

They heard a crash and a bleep. Some yelling in the background. They turned around. Droid #1 had stepped on a Lego pyramid, which Droid #2 was apparently angry about - because he was trying to hurt Droid #1.

Annabeth jumped up and pulled droid #2 of droid #1. 'Come, come, calm down, we can make a new lego pyramid. It is alright.'

'Move. Along,' Droid #2 said mechanically.

'Come on...'

'No.'

'We will go to the store to buy new Lego!' Magnus yelled in the background. Droid #2 stopped attacking droid #1 when he heard that. He wanted some new lego. New lego that droid #1 wasn't allowed to play with.

Magnus got his and Annabeth's coats. 'Let's walk these two to the toy store.' Annabeth sighed and retrieved her wallet from the nearby closet. 'At least it is something to do.'

'Are you coming?' The voice of what they assumed was droid #2 asked them (it sounded less metal than Droid #1's voice). Annabeth and Magnus ran to the door to let the impatient droids out.

As soon as they saw the outside world, they ran away. Magnus and Annabeth both grabbed hold of one. 'Come, come, calm down! It's alright! We'll get there!' Annabeth hushed them. The droids bleeped. 'Go. Fast.' Droid #1 announced. Magnus nodded.

'Yeah, we'll go fast! Eh, Annabeth...' Annabeth knew what he thought - because she had realised that it was a good idea first. She got her car keys out of her pocket. The droids nodded.

'Travelling with a spaceship sure is a better idea than walking,' Droid #2 remarked. Annabeth shrugged, while walking to her car.

'This looks... primitive.'

'It is a pretty old car,' Annabeth agreed.

'Shotgun!' Magnus yelled, while creeping into the byriders' seat. The Droids moved to the back of the car after seeing Annabeth sitting down on the driver's seat.

'Why are you stopping?'

'It is a red light, if I wouldn't stop I would hit another car,' Annabeth answered to Droid #2's question.

'Hold on. What are your names?' Droid #2 asked.

'I am Magnus and this is my cousin Annabeth,' Magnus answered.

'Oh, thank you! I am AC45 and this is RT76,' Droid #2, or AC45 answered. Annabeth slowly nodded, carefully making note of their names.

'Is there any set you want in particular? I mean, we have pyramids and farms and... spaceships, I guess...' Magnus asked the droids, realising how stupid the question was.

'Space. Ships,' Droids RT76 answered. AC45 nodded excitedly.

'Yeah, spaceships!'

'Alright,' Magnus answered. He looked at Annabeth. She looked back. They shared a look of pure annoyance because of the two fictional droids in the back, before Annabeth went back to concentrating on the road.

Surprisingly, they arrived at the toy store without further incidents, like droids jumping out of the car. Magnus opened the car doors. Immediately, the droids sprinted towards the toy shop. Magnus sighed deeply. 'Something tells me I should not have tried to evade Metal music To The Death.' Annabeth shrugged.

'Buying a brand new lego set sounds like a blast compared to Metal Music to the death, If I have to be honest,' She answered. Magnus thought for a few seconds.

'Yeah, I guess you're right. Come, I'll pay half if we get a really big one.' They ran inside, after their brand new droid friends.

They were already looking at the Lego and furiously arguing about which set they should get. RT76 was holding a huge Han Solo spaceship in his hands. 'We. Need. This.' AC45 was pointing at a smaller set. 'No! We can't do that! Someone else is paying!'

'I start to really care for him,' Annabeth whispered to Magnus when she heard that. Magnus nodded. 'Same. Do you think I can keep them if I get enough dust?'

'Don't know,' Annabeth said, 'Hey, RT76! Be careful with that!' RT76 turned towards her.

'Want. This. Let's. Leave.'

'Wait. We need to see what AC45 wants,' Annabeth answered. RT76 didn't have a face, but he still looked angry. That is a skill I should master, Magnus thought.

'Want. This. Not. The. Small. Box.' RT76 answered to Annabeth's reasonable objection. Magnus patted him on the shoulder. 'Come, explain why you want this box,' he asked RT76 to distract him. RT76 started to explain why this box was the best in such detail that Magnus regretted asking him after 3 seconds.

'What do you have?' Annabeth asked AC45.

'This smaller ship. I think we won't be able to stick around long, because we'll need to get back to work, so maybe we can finish this, but definitely not that!' he answered, while pointing at RT76's box. The other droid was violently thrashing the box around. Annabeth swallowed.

'Eh, RT76, maybe you shouldn't...' She begun, but it already happened: RT76 put so much pressure on the box that it broke in half.

Annabeth put her hand on her forehead. She took a really, really, deep breath. 'Alright, alright, alright, alright,' she whispered. 'Sorry, AC45...'

'No, we should apologize! Now you have to pay for something we broke!' Annabeth felt like hugging him tightly. 'You didn't do anything. Let's just go to the check out before he breaks even more stuff.' AC45 patted her on the shoulder.

'He is a newby. He still needs to learn.' Annabeth slowly nodded, while signing Magnus to get out of here as quickly as possible.

They went to the check-out line and RT76 immediately tried to push three other people aside. Magnus firmly grabbed him by the shoulder. 'We need to wait.'

'Why.'

'It is the rule. It is nice.'

'No. Time. To...'

'Shhh. It's alright.' Annabeth studied her cousin and RT76 for some time. She looked over at AC45. She had never known robots could express apathy.

They managed to get RT76 to wait for just enough time to buy the box. The cashier seemed to not even notice that the box was already opened. 'Have a nice day,'

'Thanks, Ma'am!' Annabeth, Magnus and AC45 said at the same time. RT76 was more focused on the box.

With Herculean strength they managed to stop RT76 from already setting up the lego set in the parking lot. They got him into the car and made it home without bumping into old ladies trying to cross the street. They tumbled inside.

Annabeth didn't even care anymore when RT76 dropped all of the Lego on the floor. He and AC45 started building the set at an extraordinary high speed. Magnus put a hand on Annabeth's shoulder. 'I am going to check the house for any other droids.' Annabeth sighed.

'Yeah, thanks. Could you bring my computer?'

'Of course.'

Fifteen minutes later Magnus came back with Annabeth's computer and the happy news that there was no-one else in the house. Annabeth happily nodded. 'I am going to try and see if I can add something to that house.'

'Again?'

'Yeah.'

'If you say so. I am going to get a cup of tea.'

'What are you making?' AC45 asked while peeping over Annabeth's shoulder.

'A house for the camp I usually stay at. I want to give the place more natural light.'

'Why don't you make the rooftop of glass?' Annabeth looked at AC45.

'...and I can add magical plants to cover it up with if they need to... they're kids of Flora, after all.' She clapped in her hands, which caused her to almost drop her computer. 'AC45, you're a genius! Just, let me add...' She started typing on her computer.

'Oh, it's nothing! I just... thought...' his voice slowed down. Annabeth looked at him. She felt a twang of sadness as she realised the dust must be losing effect.

Within a minute, AC45 and RT76 were gone. The Lego was still scattered on the floor - they got through half of the spaceship. Annabeth sighed deeply. Magnus picked up his book again.

'Well, eh... I guess I should help with cleaning up for a bit. Come, we can just... put it in the box... that cost seventy dollars...' Annabeth shook her head.

'I don't want to think about that. But putting it in the box sounds like a good idea.'

Halfway through putting the pieces back in the box, Annabeth's father and stepmother came back. 'What is this?' Her stepmother said as soon as she walked into the room. 'Annabeth, did you take apart something your brothers built?' Her little brothers already opened their mouths to start crying and complaining, but Magnus quickly jumped in: 'Oh, no, I brought it along! From, eh, my place!'

'Which is your camp?'

'Sort of I guess...' The stepmother rolled her eyes. 'Well, continue cleaning up, then.' Annabeth's dad now came into the room as well. 'Hey, I don't recognise that set!'

'It's... Magnus stuff,' Annabeth quickly said. Her dad blinked.

'Oh, alright. Why are you breaking it off? It can stay here, you know...'

'Can we help building!?' One of Annabeth's brothers yelled. He ran towards the box. Annabeth and Magnus looked at each other. 'Sure, why not?' Annabeth said.

The rest of the evening was successfully spend avoiding Heavy Metal To The Death and building a giant Star Wars space ship. Magnus leaned closer to Annabeth 'Alex, Mallory and T.J. are probably laying on their beds with an earache right now. This is much better.' Annabeth looked around the living room. Yes, even though her stepmother seemed to forcibly laugh, this was quite good.