AAAAAAND I'm back with another update! Sorry this took so long. I did warn you, though.
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Oh yeah! Caramelight made a cover for the story herself. What do you think?
This chapter is the Athena cabin. This ought to be...ah, interesting...
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, etc etc etc. This story now belongs to me, though.
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Curfew was always a curious sight in the Athena cabin. Undoubtedly, as mainly the smartest kids in camp, their nighttime activities would be somewhat different from the rest of the average (read: boorish) campers, as an Athena camper once had the witlessness to say to an Ares camper (the irony led to a saying around the cabin and a lot of ridicule for the camper).
His face still had a bruise where the Ares camper had punched him earlier.
Anyways, back to the cabin.
In one corner, the camper who had been punched by the Ares camper sulked, nursing his wounded ego.
"Can you believe that that egos-tigo-eto—"
"Egotistical?" another camper supplied dully, turning off the SmartBoard in the corner.
"—egotistical moron from the Ares cabin punched me?" the camper finished, angrily slapping an ice pack onto his face.
"Do we look like we care?" another girl in the corner snapped, carefully placing a book in a shelf.
"Well, all you care about is keeping this place all orderly and—"
"What's wrong with that?" she defended herself, gray eyes blazing.
"That's all you ever do!"
"Big mistake," a camper across the cabin snickered as the girl picked up a dagger lying nearby and threw it with deadly accuracy, the blade finally burying itself in the wall next to the injured camper's head.
"Hey! Do you want to kill me or something?!"
"You asked for it!"
"Hey, guys," a shrimpy little boy with a book began. "How did the shrub get caught stealing?"
Immediate silence.
"It was surrounded by the copse!"
More silence.
The little boy peered uncertainly at his poker-faced siblings. "Um, guys? Get it? Cops…copse?"
A tall boy sitting on his bunk bed rolled his eyes. "Hey, kid?"
"Yeah?"
"Shut up."
The little boy stayed quiet for several minutes, during which the cabin was cleared of weapons and scrolls, bunk beds were pushed into the open spaces, and a general hustle ensued to get to bed.
Thud.
"OWWWWWWWWW! STUPID FLKJDS-FKJDNSF-IT FLIPPING LDSKFJSD-A BOOKSHELF FELL ON MY FOOT!"
"No, we definitely couldn't tell from all that racket," a camper muttered sarcastically.
"I was wondering what it was," another girl chimed in, rolling her eyes. "Obviously it couldn't have been a bookshelf falling on someone's foot again, could it?"
"Hey, guys!" the little camper piped up again. "I got another joke!"
Sudden stony silence.
"What does a clock do when it's hungry?"
More stony silence.
"It goes back four seconds!"
The little kid barely had time to duck as a book sailed over his head and hit the wall behind him.
"I thought I told you to shut up!" the tall camper snarled.
"Well, yeah, but—"
"But what?"
The little kid backed away slowly. "Um, nothing."
"Good."
"I got one you're actually gonna like, though. Why wouldn't the shrimp share his treasure?"
Groans echoed through the cabin.
"Here he goes again."
"Poor grammar. He should have said I've got one blah blah blah. And he calls himself a son of Athena."
"His jokes are pathetic."
"Sorry excuse for an Athena camper."
"I'm with you."
"Why us, Mother? Why us?"
"My ears are melting, I swear."
"I can't share my 'treasure' now. It blew up with my brain."
"What 'treasure'?"
"My sanity."
The little camper delivered his final punch line. "IT WAS VERY SHELLFISH!"
"Oh, for the love of—"
"HEY!" the little camper screamed, banging frantically at the bars of the cage that held him suspended from the ceiling.
"Much better," a camper called, waving the offending joke book teasingly.
"Who knows, maybe I'll be able to retain some intelligence now," another girl snorted.
"I have a real Athena-worthy joke for you guys," the tall camper offered.
"Let's hear it. Jokes can't get much worse at this point."
"Point taken."
"M'kay," the camper said. "There are 10 types of people in the world: those who understand binary and those who don't."
He said no more as he went down under an angry mob of Athena campers.
"Hey!" he shouted indignantly as he emerged with ripped PJs and a bruise. "You're insulting my witty Athena brain!"
"Really," an Athena girl said dryly. "I wasn't aware you even had one."
Snickers echoed through the cabin.
Up on the top bunk in the corner, the Athena cabin counselor rolled his eyes.
"Athena dimwits. If I was the one telling jokes..."
Hehe. ;D Such irony. Athena dimwits.
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