A/N: Hey! So I've never actually done author's notes before, mostly because I suck at them. All i wanted to say today is that I want to thank the few people that have been reading, reviewing, following, favouriting, my work. (Sighs) Leo! is my first ever fanfic and I remember when I got my first review- I was more excited than I'd ever been! Anyways, this is becoming longer than I expected it to be so thanks to all of you for your amazing reviews. Feel free to hit me with any ideas you want me to write and please review and tell me if i need to be corrected or if you liked or even disliked the fanfic!

Annabeth sat in her cabin, her nose buried deep in one of her favorite books. It was a normal, quiet autumn day at Camp and she thought the climate was perfectly suited for a good book and a cup of coffee, sitting in a comfy chair.

Suddenly, she jumped up as she heard a loud moan, "NOOOOO! This is not done!" and then there was more moaning. She recognized that voice. It was unmistakably Leo. Her eyes widened as she thought of the various prospects of bad things happening to him. She ran out of her cabin and found him sitting under Juniper's tree, with his head in his hands. She sat down next to him, "Hey, what's wrong?"
"Hey Annabeth." He said, his tone cranky and sloppy. He looked up and wiped his nose. "Oh, just sitting here, mourning. You know, because he's dead now." And he burst into tears again.

Annabeth looked concerned and somewhat shocked, "Wait, what?! Who's dead!? Leo! What're you talking about? Who's dead?"

Leo tried to hold back his boo-hoos but failed miserably, "He was just such an awesome guy! He didn't deserve to die! He deserved to live a happy and long life! He just died and left everyone around him hurt! Like a grenade!" Leo was pathetically and horribly unhappy now and his mourning had brought other campers to gather around where he and Annabeth were seated.

"Leo," Annabeth said, trying to stay calm. Leo's description of this anonymous guy's death perfectly suited the average demigod's way of dying. She was scared now. The idea of losing any one of the campers was not comforting. "Who are you talking about?"

"Philip. My ANT!"

"Wha-?" Annabeth was left speechless. All this crying, all this mourning, over an ant?

"Yeah!" said Leo. "It just wasn't Philip's age to die yet! I'd only just built him a small house where he could live comfortably! And I'd grown so fond of him! And then today, I find him dead in his own house! No warning, no mental preparation, he just died!"

"Leo," Annabeth said, trying desperately to feel his pain and put into words a soothing, calming pep talk, but she couldn't. She'd never actually seen anyone feel so much pain just because and ant had died. "But why did you adopt an ant in the first place?"

"Well," he said. "He just looked so helpless, so in need of care!"

"And what made you think that he looked so helpless?"

"Well, he just strutted into my forge all stumbling and worn out…"

"Leo, he was an ANT! How did you even manage to make out his countenance?!"

"Well….he just looked so poor to me that I decided to adopt him and then I built him a house just before he, you know…"

"Yeah," said Annabeth. "It's ok Leo. You'll get over it and I'll help you. Hey! Let's organize a funeral for him! That way you'll know that his soul rests in peace. Do you still have the body?"

"Of course not, Annabeth! It's an ant we're talking about here! Which dumb person keeps an ant's body? And seriously? A funeral?! He's an ant, for hades' sake! He doesn't need all this fuss!"

Annabeth sighed, "Leo!"

A/N: I'm sorry! I wasn't particularly happy with this chapter but posted it anyway. It isn't my best work, I admit, but my stuff will be better in the future.