Hi people. You wouldn't know why the Arms race made WW1 more likely? No? Dam. Anyway new chapter, YAAAY !

(Seriously, if you know why the Arms race made WW1 more likely, I will update three times more today, and add in a character of your choice. Thank you so much.)

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Clarisse growled, holding her phone in a steel grip. "Bloody. Roman-" she snarled. Chis walked in.

"Hi?..." he asked looking at her face and phone, which was in danger of cracking. He walked over and eased the phone out of her grasp as carefully as he could. Thankfully, she didn't try to resist or hit him. Once he'd got it off her, he looked at the screen. Some Roman dude had randomly nominated her for an Ice Bucket Challenge.

"Are you gonna do it?" Chris asked, raising an eyebrow at his girlfriend who was hanging off a bunk.

Clarisse scoffed and gave him a mock evil look.

"Duh. I accept any challenge."

Chris smiled to himself.

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"Right, punk, who nominated me. You are dead. Second, I nominate Chris, Silena and Grover."

It was possible for her to nominate Silena, who was dead, because that Valdez boy had made some new and improved phones for all the demigods. He'd even put in a special feature which made it work in the Underworld. That dude was pretty good at his stuff. She had got in touch with Silena, only a few months after she had died.

Clarisse lifted her three galleon bucket of water and ice and poured it over her. She maintained eye-contact with the lens, like a martyr accepting death. Chris smiled slightly at his girlfriends toughness.

The smile quickly left after Clarisse stopped the camera and pointed threateningly at him.

"And you have to do it."

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Silena smiled at her phone, as she watched her old best friend tip water over herself. The old live silena would have never have done this, but she was in the Elysuim now na danthing she wanted, she would will into exsistence. This included perfect hair and make-up.

Silena grinned and immediately thought of the camera she wanted to film this on. She thought of a simple Canon and tripod. Then, she imagined it having a nice pink filter. No, orange, or yellow…

She smiled. Charlie would know. She ran into the house they now shard and tumbled down th stairs into the basement and Charlie's forge. "Charlie," she said breathlessly. Charlie glanced up, put down his melder and flipped up his mask with the strip of blackened glass arcoss it.

"Silena!" he smiled. "What's up?"

Silena threw her arms around him, not caring about his sooty clothes. Every morning she would still wake up and the pangs she'd felt when they had told her Charlie had died, trying to kill Krono's ship. No matter how strange it was, she'd almost welcomed death, facing down the drakon, if only to see Charlie's big happy face smiling down at her.

She pulled back and grinned up at him.

"What filter should I use for my Ice Bucket Challenge?" she asked, Charlie thought for a moment looking down at her. He tilted his head, and then nodded.

"Pale pink. It should make it look better. Not that you need it!" he hastily amended as she glared at him.

"Thanks," she gave that beautiful smile and skipped off up the stairs. He smiled after, and then, flipped down his mask and started to meld the sides of the bronze table together.

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Silena finished setting everything up and started the camera.

"Thanks Clarisse for nominating me. Also, you need more eye shadow on, the blue-y one should do. I nominate: Charlie, Drew and Juniper. Bye!"

She tipped the bucket over herself and grinned at the camera.

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Charlie came out of the house, his mask and overalls gone.

"Did you just nominate me for tipping ice water over me?" he asked, frowning jokingly down at her.

She smiled up at him. "Yes,"

"I'm not going to do it, you know."

"…"

"Oh no, not puppy eyes…"

"…"

"Fine."