Thanks to GLN3 for the idea.
And I will probably use Voldemort has no nose's idea in the next couple of chapters.
Also, sorry about the link, I don't know why it didn't work, but I put it on my profile if you want to check it out.
Disclaimer: The insult 'clotpole' is the property of Merlin. Everything else is Rick Riordan's

Still glowing in my poke battle victory, I stood up and gazed down at my partner, who was sitting on the floor, nursing his finger- shaped bruises.

"So what's the next task?" I asked, poking Leo with my axe.

He glared up at me and replied "We're having a canoe race, courtesy of Poseidon, And we're gonna lose, so suck it up."

"Well someone's a sore loser." I said, grinning.

"I did not lose, you cheated." He said jumping to his feet.

"I did not." I cried, sounding shocked that he could even suggest such a thing.

"You started punching me, that's cheating."

"Did not"

"Did too"

"Did not"

"Did too"

"Did not"

"Did too"

"Did not"

"Did too"

"Did too"

"Did not", he shouted back. "Oh damn it." He said, smacking his forehead with his palm.

"Haha, in your face suckah!" I said laughing, my anger completely forgotten, as I attempted to flounce out of the arena. I probably looked like some sort of demented orangutan, but I didn't, because I won. And, oh yeah, did I mention that I won?

I woke up early in the next morning (insomnia really sucks), grabbed my clothes and marched to the showers. When i got there, I happened to glance in the mirror. My hair was hot pink, and it glowed in the dark.

I knew immediately that Connor and Layla had done this; Layla had sworn to get me for causing their chariot to crash, and this was definitely a Stoll thing to do. Normally, i would have mustered up an
army of brothers and beaten the crap out of both of them. But I had a far better plan.

Not bothering to get dressed I sprinted to the Hephaestus cabin, and pulled the lever that took me down to the 'Leo cave'.

"Wake up you lazy sod." I screamed, shaking my sleeping partner's bare shoulder.

"Aaaah, don't hurt the teddy bears!" he shrieked as he shot up into a sitting position. I, of course, raised my eyebrow at this, as he gave a sheepish grin. "What do you want Chris?" he asked yanking the covers up to his chin.

"A dish best served cold." I replied, striking as dramatic a pose as I could while wearing Simba pajamas

"Ice cream?"

"No, revenge you imbecile."

"Why? Oh, haha. Your hair looks like bubblegum…um Chris, what are you doing? No! Stop hitting me! I can help!"

"How?" I asked suspiciously.

"Piper will know how to get it out, please stop strangling me." He shrieked.

After Piper had helped me return my hair to its natural state of red I set my amazing plan into action, dragging Leo along with me so that if we got caught I could blame everything on him.

We crept towards the canoe lake, ninja style and tiptoed towards the canoes which were set up for the race at midday. Walking over to the one chosen for my once-best-friend and her annoying boyfriend (when did that happen?), I slipped a small dagger from my pocket. It was an ornate gift from my brother Nick, the blade was too thin to be used in combat, but was perfect for work such as this. Very carefully I stabbed the wooden canoe right at the base. The tiny incision was only barely visible if you squint, but it probably wasn't big enough, so I made a few more where nobody would think to look. I then moved on to the canoes of some of the other people which I don't like, Leo protesting behind me.

I couldn't wait to see their faces when they started sinking; it was going to be hilarious! Forgetting I was in the presence of someone slightly less insane and evil than I, I began to laugh to myself. 'Mwahahahahahhahaha hahahahah ack ack, frog in my throat!'

Several hours later, after lunch, all the remaining contestants were lined up with their *cough*damaged*cough* canoes. We were told by the great Poseidon himself (note the sarcasm) that the three slowest teams would be eliminated.

The race itself was fairly simple, start at western edge of the lake, end at the dock on the eastern edge. Trust me however it was not. For a start that asshole, Percy Jackson, and his stuck-up bitch of a girlfriend decided that they were going to send waves crashing down on all of the contestants. Secondly, Leo and I spent at least half an hour rowing round in circles before we finally managed to head in the right direction.

"You're paddling backwards you dimwit." Screamed an irate Leo from his seat behind me.

"No you are, you…clotpole." I shouted back, taking comfort in the fact that the three teams that had damaged canoes were currently waist deep in water, desperately trying to bail the water out of their boats,

"That isn't a word!" he said, poking me in the back with his paddle.

"Is too!" I shouted back, turning around to whack his head with my paddle. That appeared to irritate him as he hit me back. Already annoyed I threw myself to my feet and raised my paddle to strike him

Looking back, it probably wasn't the most intelligent course of action. He immediately jumped back to get away from me, unintentionally diving backwards into the lake. I followed soon after, flipping the canoe over as I fell.

I surfaced mere moments after him, my hair sticking to my scalp, my eyes beginning to turn red.

"This is your fault." I spat, even though I knew that it was technically mine.

"Just shut up for a minute" he said back "now look, I have a plan. No one ever said that we had to paddle the canoe to the dock, right?"

"I guess not…"I replied, trying to wrap my tiny, Ares brain around what he was insinuating.

"We could, technically, swim the boat to shore, and no one could eliminate us." Haha, I get it.

"I like the way you think Valdez." I said, grabbing hold of the canoe's edge.

And so, with much flailing about in the water, many 'accidental' kicks aimed at each other shins, and a colourful mix of swear words in Greek, English and Spanish we finally made it to the dock. We were the last to qualify, and were both given suspicious glares by everyone else, but who cares we won!

And of course my good mood had nothing to do with the fact that Leo was wearing a white shirt which turned see through *wink wink*.

Okay, this is an important question, am I the only Octavian fangirl out here?
Until tomorrow peeps.