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Chapter 12: Chrisisse
Clarisse had always wondered what it would be like to go on a normal date. You know, one with a nice dinner and a movie and dessert and all that fancy schist. Not that she didn't like fighting, but a lot of people seemed to forget she was just a girl too.
On that day, her curiosity was finally going to be satisfied. Chiron was letting Chris and she go out of camp for a few hours, as long as they were back by curfew. Chris was taking her to the Olive Garden and then to a new war movie.
Clarisse was actually so excited she wore a shirt other than her camp one, and a pair of jeans that didn't have too many holes in it. When Chris came to pick her up, she was waiting by the door. They linked arms and walked out, getting many envious looks from other campers.
By the time they arrived at the restaurant, Clarisse felt ready to eat a bear, so she practically did. 12 dishes later, Chris paid the bill and they went to the movie, laughing and generally having a good time.
"This has been really fun," Chris commented as the bought tickets and several buckets of popcorn. He kissed Clarisse quickly after she nodded, and they walked into the movie theater.
Halfway trough the film (Which was very bloody and inaccurate, but Clarisse loved it), a low growl sounded form the back of the theater. The couple removed their arms from around each other, and both drew their weapons. The mortals in front and behind them just looked at them strangely, but continued watching the movie. The two slowly backed out of the movie theater, and ran outside, hearing the snarling of an animal behind them.
"Hellhound," Clarisse acknowledged. "However kills it first doesn't have to drive back to camp?"
Chris nodded. "Deal." And with that, the hellhound came bursting out right at them.
Clarisse charged first, bringing out her spear as she did. With a war cry, she stabbed downward, but Chris was faster. While the hound was distracted by his girlfriend, he brought of his blade and ran the monster through with it.
"Ha," Chris smirked triumphantly as he wiped hellhound dust from his sword. Clarisse just rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Give me the keys,"
On the long drive home, Clarisse realized something. "We have never had a date without a attack of some sort,"
Chris just smiled. "I like it that way. It makes them more special, just like you."
And that probably the only time Clarisse had really blushed.
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