A/N- Here I am, back with the second chapter! My inbox has been overwhelmed with reviews, alerts, favorites…WOW! Thanks to everybody! And somebody other then me knows the moose song!

Disclaimer- Once again, I don't own PJO.

Chapter 2: On Safety Fire and Hamlet

Khristi's POV

I'd just come over the border to camp and was greeted by complete pandemonium. There were fires on top of every cabin. Campers were trying to put the fires out, but it didn't seem to be working. For a moment I was worried that somebody had attacked the camp with Greek fire, but it didn't look like anybody was getting burned. There were only a couple people who would do something like this… "STOLL! What did you do this time?" I yelled before heading down the hill.

I saw the Stolls at the bottom of the hill. "Um, hi?" Travis ventured.

"You guys have some nerve! Setting fire to the cabins! What is that stuff? If that's Greek fire, you two are DEAD!" I ranted.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Connor started. I cut him off.

"And don't bother telling me that you didn't do it, because I know you did. Nobody else would have done it!"

"Um, actually-"

"Why would you do something stupid like that?"

"Khristi, calm down," a voice said behind me. I turned around.

"Hi Naomi."

"That's not Greek fire. It's safety fire, invented by the Hephaestus kids." she said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Because she was the mastermind behind this whole fiasco," Connor said.

"WHAT! Naomi! You did this?"

"Well, I just came up with the plan, set the timer, and all that stuff. Connor and Travis were the ones who stole all the fire."

"You guys have some serious explaining to do. Since when was Naomi part of your little crime ring? What have I missed when I was at school?"

"Well, Naomi kind of entered our crime ring after the Pranking war, right Travis?"

"No, it was after she found all our supplies, wasn't it?"

"No, she found those afterwards."

"No, she found them before."

"'she' is standing right here, you know. And just so you know, I found your supplies before the pranking war, I just never told you. We started planning stuff together after the pranks." Naomi said.

"You found our supplies before the pranking war?" Connor asked.

"Well, it was kind of obvious where you hid them. All I had to do was watch where you'd go right before a prank."

"Oh." the Stolls said in unison.

"Khristi! You're back!" I looked over in the direction of the voice.

"Michael?"

"Yep. How'd school go this year?"

"Boring as ever. We had to read some of Shakespeare's plays. That would have been fun, except-"

"-You've already read them, right?" Michael finished.

"Yep. Although personally I don't think it's possible to read Hamlet too many times."

"Hamlet. Where's that?" Connor asked.

"That's who, not where, Connor."

"Then who's that?"

"Are you sure you want to hear this?" I asked. Connor looked a little worried.

"Okay…"

20 minutes later…

"And that's it. Happy?"

"What was that?" Connor asked groggily.

"What?"

"You lost me somewhere around Act 1."

"Should I explain again?" I asked, smirking.

"NO! I'll live without knowing who Hamlet is."

"If you're sure…"

"I am. Really."

"Is Travis sleeping?"

"I think so." Connor said.

"Should we wake him up?"

"No. We'll just let him sleep there. If he misses dinner, too bad for him," Michael said. "That's what he gets for putting fire on our cabins."

"Khristi?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you have a copy of Hamlet?" Naomi asked.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Could I borrow it?"

"Are you actually going to read it?"

"Well, just the end. That's the exciting part, when almost everybody gets killed!" I sighed. They don't have a proper appreciation of English Literature.

I dug in my bag for a minute, before producing my copy of Hamlet. "There you go. And, as an added bonus, it's in Greek."

"No way!"

"Way. Just be careful with it. It took me forever to find."

"Okay." She grabbed the book and dashed off, probably to read the end. I heard the conch horn blow and had gotten up to go to the pavilion when I realized something.

"What happened to all the fires?"

"Oh, that." Michael said. "The other campers figured out that it was safety fire, so they just kind of picked it up and…yeah. I think they put it all on top of the Hephaestus cabin." I looked over towards cabin nine. There was a column of flames reaching up from the top.

"Oh. I see. And the Hephaestus kids are fine with this?"

"They were the ones who suggested it."

"Okay. We'd better head for dinner. Connor's already gone," I said.

"What, don't I get a 'it's nice seeing you again', or an 'I've missed you' or anything?"

I laughed. "I missed you so much. I've been looking forward to coming back to camp since…well, since I left. There, happy now?"

"Not yet-" he pulled my head down and kissed me. "There. Now I'm happy."

"AW! That's so cute!"

"NAOMI! What are you doing here?" I yelled.

"Well, Jonah wanted to know where you were, and why you hadn't helped clean up the Stolls' mess, and why you hadn't stopped by the Athena cabin yet, and why you weren't at dinner yet, and why-"

"Okay, okay I get it," I said. "Jonah wanted to know why. Then why'd he send you?"

"He didn't. I came on my own. But…I told you so! I told you so! I totally told you so! And see, I'm right!" she started snickering. Michael and I looked at each other, confused.

"About what?" I asked.

"About you and Michael! You two like each other! And don't bother denying it! I saw you!"

"Okay, okay, you were right," I said, then muttered under my breath, "for once."

"What?"

"Never mind, never mind. Let's head to dinner. What're they having?"

"I don't know," Naomi said.

"Then what was all this about Jonah?" I asked.

"Oh, I just made that up, because I know what Jonah would be acting like."

"Then where were you?"

"I was reading Hamlet. But Khristi?"

"What?"

"I don't get any of it. It doesn't' make sense. Can you explain it to me?"

"Sure, but not right now. I'm hungry." We headed off to the pavilion.

At the campfire…

"So, what did I miss?"

"Not much," Michael said. "There was a big pranking war between the Stolls and Naomi. Phil, you know Phil, right?"

"Yeah…"

"He's out on a quest."

"That's…good?"

"Definitely good. The camp is finally rid of that annoying British accent." We laughed.

"What else happened?"

"Well, Naomi is now officially part of the Stolls' ring of crime. Other then that, not much has happened. What about you?"

"Me? Nothing much. There was a manticore in the kitchen when I came home from school, but other then that, I haven't seen any monsters."

"How's the archery?"

"I've been practicing. Our class had to go to some conservation camp thingy, and the archery instructor was pleasantly surprised."

"Well, we'll see if you've improved at all."

"I have, trust me. Oh, yes, I nearly forgot. Thanks so much for the necklace." Michael turned red at the mention of the necklace.

"Don't mention it."

"'kay. Just thought I'd let you know that it saved my life today."

"The manticore?"

"Yep." We sat in silence for a while. Michael started humming something. "Is that the sticky moose song?" I asked.

"Yeah. Travis, Connor, and Naomi made a recording of them singing it and put it in the Apollo cabin. It's been stuck in my head for a week now." Just then the rest of the Apollo cabin started up another song.

"There was a great big moose," they sang. The rest of the campers repeated it.

"Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention something," Michael said. "It seems that the rest of the Apollo cabin also has it going around in their heads, too, because this is the sixth night in a row that they've been singing it." I groaned. Let's hope this doesn't go on all summer…

A/N- So, there you go. Hope you all liked it! Review?

-smartone101