-Percy Jackson-
Coach called everyone to dinner. Well, let us just say there was a grand amount of disappointment. He gathered dried grass and some scrap metal Leo didn't find a use for at the current time. "Why are you all complaining? This is far more nutritious compared to that junk food you people like!"
"Maybe the grass, but I highly doubt the scrap metal," Amos chuckled.
"What are you talking about?" Coach snorted.
"I'm stating that eating such a thing is actually the opposite of 'nutritious'," Amos kept his ground with good humor towards the satyr pawing his right hoof against the ground in irritation. "Carter, Sadie, I have something I think you two would like to learn," Amos turned to his nephew and niece now.
"Exhausted and still wants to play teacher," Walt rolled his eyes as Amos whispered in their ears, which their eyes lit up.
"Wait, that's how the buffet table is always full?" Sadie directed towards him, which he simply grinned.
"Give it a try, think of anything and use it," Amos suggested.
Carter went first, using a boomerang as he chanted a sentence in I think Egyptian. A bright golden hieroglyph burn in the sky above his wand, and then drifted towards the wooded table we had taken from Argo II. It then formed into bowl of leafy salad.
"Very good," Amos supported, obviously enjoying being in the teaching role. "Sadie, I'm sure you are probably brewing something to top your brother, right?"
She grinned wildly in reply as she chanted the same, same colored hieroglyph that instead transformed into a platter of hamburgers. "Well, looks like Sades chose the main course," Walt grinned towards his girlfriend, who only blushed in reply.
Everyone sat around the campfire, us demigods sacrificing some food to our parent. "So, Jackson, Grace," Amos started as a few headed to bed. "You do realize that we have to arrange a meeting?"
"We do?" I straightened my posture.
"Well, it would be a good idea," Carter continued. "Two of each?"
"Yeah, that will be fine," Jason answered easily.
"Two of what?" I asked, which earned an amused chuckle from the only adult on the mountain with us.
"Two representatives of each camp," he clarified.
"Oh, yeah," I quickly answered, embarrassed that I couldn't even catch that.
"What will we be discussing?" Jason asked.
"Boundaries, Gods, maybe even training," Carter listed eagerly.
"You may be getting carried away," Amos pointed out to his nephew. "Just boundaries are a big topic to take on for a meeting. And you realize that we have a meeting with the Nome leaders that will come up as well?"
"Oh no, Vika will be there too-" Carter paled.
Amos waved it off, "She'll understand."
Carter shot him a questioning look. "Well, it will take a good amount of explaining with it, but she'll just have to accept the fact that she is still ranked number five," Amos added. "And quite honestly you should be more concerned about this meeting rather than the Nomes."
"You sound like you know what to expect," I pointed out.
Amos gave a nervous smile, "When you're the boundary runner, you tend to know what will occur when encountering the other."
"Boundary runner?" Jason wondered with the rest of us.
"Manhattan and Brooklyn are not that far away," Amos reminded. "And for a time, I was the only magician in the Twenty-First Nome. So yes, I was guarding the Egyptian side just as much as Chiron is guarding Manhattan."
Jason whistled to the thought, "At least we don't have conflicting boundaries like that."
"I bet you probably do," Amos corrected swiftly, "San Francisco, right?"
Jason froze as I laughed, "Jason, the Egyptians as global."
"Now that I've mentioned it, may want to contact them," Amos dryly noted. "Of course, after we explain everything when we get back." Carter nodded out of hesitation.
"Sounds like you guys need a break," I pointed out.
"It's going to be a large mess we're swimming in when we gain contact again," Carter confirmed. "Mainly on the topic of what happened to us."
"Leave it to me; no one seems to question my word anyways," Amos continued.
"Because you host Set," Carter added, which Jason and I both nodded in support.
Amos frowned to that. "He isn't that bad."
"He's pretty scary when he wants to be," Jason continued.
"You said something about the Gods?" I returned to Carter.
"Well, they are going to throw an awfully big temper to us shaking hands with you two," Amos confirmed. "Then again, they still hate the Per Ankh, so one more thing to the list is nothing new."
"Camp Jupiter is going to be a mess when I get back," Jason complained. "It may be awhile before they will tolerate us attending a meeting."
"Chiron will have a fit too," I added.
"I guess we have it easy," Carter finalized.
Amos was lost in thought for a moment, leaving silence as we watched the fire dance. "Carter, you know that your parents are going to want to see you two," he started quietly.
Carter sighed. "Good or bad terms?"
"I trust it will be on good," Amos smiled a little. "After all, Julius was never the type to yell unless it's because he's being protective."
