myths, monsters, and the heroes of olympus.
demigods and monsters alike
( because this isn't over yet, not in the least )
disclaimer: not mine.
law enforcement
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Travis Stoll abides by his own rules, and his own rules only. Nothing Chiron (or Katie Gardner) ever says will change that. And Mr. D. (and Katie Gardner) will never control him. And everyone (especially Katie Gardner) just needs to mind their own business.
"What are you doing?" A very female voice says from behind him.
Travis spins around and hides the paintbrush and black paint behind his back. "Oh, um, nothing. Lovely weather we're having, hm?"
Katie cocks an eyebrow and puts her hands on her hips. "It's pretty good."
Travis nods fiercely and backs away a few steps. "Well, I think I might just... er... go... and... um... take a swim!"
Katie's eyebrow arches even higher as she says, "But I thought you hated swimming."
Travis argues, "Oh, no, that was last week that I hated swimming. This is this week. And I like swimming."
Katie just shakes her head, reaches into her pocket, and pulls out a crumpled piece of notebook paper. "You know, you probably shouldn't leave your notes for Connor out in the open. Especially if they happen to tell everyone what prank you're planning next."
Travis gapes at Katie open-mouthed. "What... how..."
Katie smiles and flicks the note at him. He scrambles to catch it. "Also," she says, leaning forward to point it out on the paper, "you misspelled 'Demeter.'"
Travis blinks. Katie laughs and says, "I've got to give you credit, though. Painting our cabin black would have been quite a nice touch. It really balances out the whole 'flowers and sunshine' thing." She leans in close. "If you even think about going through with it still you're going to wake up tomorrow morning inside of a giant Venus flytrap." Then she waves and saunters off.
Travis sighs in defeat and drops the bucket and brush. Oh, yeah, he thinks. You never let people like Katie Gardner boss you around.