Llama #2: Oh look, it's the chapter that was featured in our summary. Delightful.

Disclaimer:

We really love Leo,

That's true

But we don't own him

So please don't sue!

2:

Shameful Acts

Warning: innuendoes ahead.

Jason knew inviting Leo to his apartment would be a bad idea, a really really bad idea.

At first, it seemed like a good idea, just two friends hanging out. Nothing bad had happened. Leo hadn't spontaneously combusted, the building hadn't exploded, and best of all, no one had died; when you're a demigod, that sort of thing tends to happen a lot.

They watched some lame horror movie (nothing can compare when your whole life is basically a horror movie,) with some horrible effects, but it's the thought that counts. Reclining on an old couch with a son of Hephaestus who was loudly munching on nachos decorated with an extreme amount of peppers and cheese was way better than fighting a freaking war in his book.

Things started to head south though, when Leo finished most his snack and got bored. He excused himself to go to the bathroom and Jason pretended not to notice her brought the rest of the nachos with him. Jason however did notice that his friend didn't come back.

"Leo?" Jason called. He didn't get a reply.

Could it be possible that a monster had attacked Leo in the bathroom? Possibly, but why would it hide in the bathroom out of all places? Unless it was perverted... In that case, it was a perfect monster match for Leo.

"... Leo?" He called again. He paused the comedy they had put on and got up. "Dude? It's not funny."

He heard a slight snicker as he neared the door that lead to Piper's bedroom. What the Hades would he be doing in there? Now he and Piper didn't share a room, they were just "house buddies" (though they were dating, they weren't ready to share a room yet), but that didn't mean that they liked to cuddle, per se.

He pulled his sword out from the hallway table and headed towards Piper's room with caution. No amount of demigod training and experience could prepare him for what he was about to see.

Leo, the strange, perverted idiot he was had decided to dig through Piper's drawers, but that wasn't what caught Jason's attention. He had a pink lacy on top of his head like a strange hat and the matching underwear through his arm.

"What..." Jason stared at his friend "What are you doing?" This was worse than the time he caught Percy and Annabeth in a heated make out session by accident, or when he walked in on his sister changing that one time (since they were related, Artemis didn't smite him. He kind of wished she had).

"Um," Leo tried to think of an excuse. Instead, he struck a strange pose. "Do you like it?"

Jason blinked. At least Leo still had his clothes on, although he was missing a sock. Jason frowned when he noticed that. He better not find it later or oh gods, there would be a price to pay. "I think I'd rather see my girlfriend in it. You know, the girl who actually wears that stuff...?"

"Uh, yeah..." Leo made a funny face. "Piper's like a sister to me, so that mental image didn't help. Thanks for that."

"Would you like to explain why you're wearing that...?" Jason raised a blonde eyebrow.

"I just wanted to see what it was like to wear this stuff."

"So you put the bra on your head."

Leo giggled a bit for some reason. "Well, it didn't really fit, so, I put it on somewhere else." His eyes suddenly lit up. "Maybe it'd fit you!"

"Um, what?"

"Yes!" Leo took the bra off his head and practically jumped Jason. He lifted Jason's right arm then slid it through one of the lacy arm holes.

"I don't really feel comfortable with you doing this..."Jason shifted awkwardly. Leo waved off his comment and had already put his other arm through and twirled him around. With a bit of effort, he got the hooks on.

"There." Leo said, clapping his hands once. He took a step back and frowned. "Now it kind of looks like you have boobs but dude, never, ever, be a girl. It does not look good on you."

"Thanks Leo, because I always wanted to be a girl."

"I'M HOOOMMMEEEEEE!" A female voice rang out through the small apartment.

"Uh-oh." Leo said, wide-eyed.

Jason had to admit, he panicked. He never told Piper Leo would be coming over; Piper didn't even want Leo to know where they lived just incase he decided to randomly visit when they were having 'alone time'.

"The fire escape!" He hissed.

"Jason?" Piper called. "Where are you?"

"Go! Get! Shoo! " Jason frantically tried to usher Leo out the window, before Piper could lay a glimpse on him.

"Jason? It's not funny. I know you're here somewhere." Jason heard Piper open the door to his room.

"Hurry up man!"

"I am, gods, and dude, your bra."

"In here!" Jason called before Piper could get angry. Then to Leo he hissed, "Just go, quickly."

"But your-" Leo now was standing outside.

"Why are you in my room?" Piper asked. She was walking down the hallway, slowly creepinh closer.

"I can unhook it myself! Get down, now!" Jason started shutting the window.

"Okay, okay!"

Then the door opened, and Jason cringed. Looks like there wouldn't be time to unhook it after all.

Piper looked confused, yet beautiful at the same time. "What are you doing?" She was the second person to ask that on that day.

"Dress up. I got bored."

"Mhmm..." she said. "Why don't I believe that?"

"Um," Jason said.

"Don't lie to me, Jason Grace. The bathroom smells like nachos. I know Repair Boy was here.

"No he wasn't." Jason said. "I just missed him so I made nachos and sat in the bathroom. It was his favourite place, you know."

"Jason, you hate nachos."

"Things change, Piper."

"So you decided to change your attire too?"

"Well, I thought I looked kind of pretty as a girl..."

Piper looked at her struggling boyfriend. "No, trust me, you don't."

"Thanks."

"And the bra totally clashes with your jeans, just to let you know."

"Feeling the love here, Pipes."

"Just promise me you won't wear that to work tomorrow." She shook her head once and shut the door after taking her phone out and snapping a quick picture. "Annabeth will just love this."

FML For the Chapter:

Today, I caught my boyfriend trying on my bra. He still has no excuse. FML.

The llamas bid you adieu and request you to review!

Do it, or I'll find you.

- Llama #1

You little poo. (the llama, not you guys.)

- Llama #2