Hi everyone! I just took the IB test (AKA death) yesterday, so I thought I'd update today. Not to be whiny, but I kind of feel like I've been missing a few readers for a while. I don't see some people review when they used to and I'm starting to worry they dropped off the face of the Earth. Which would mean they'd get away from Gaea- always a perk XD- but still. I admit that's probably partly my fault, not updating as much as I used to, but with the test past you'll probably see more of me now. If you're still there, can you please review to let me know you haven't died? Thanks even if you don't.

EDIT: Hey guys. Turns out this wasn't posted on the date I originally tried to get a new chapter -I really don't know why, did something shut down?- so it turns out I'm a lot later with the update. Sorry I didn't realize sooner. Enjoy the chapter!

Dear Mortals,

An awesome reviewer of this story named Kittyaceres asked me if I burn my facial hair instead of shaving. The answer is no, but only because -well, it's a long story. *perks up* Wanna hear it?

Great. And yes, I did hear you all scream no. I don't care, it's time for Super Leo's Story Time!

You see, Kittyacere's not the only person whose ever thought of that idea. I did, too! So I decided to test it out, 'cause like, who wouldn't? It seemed okay at first, everything was going along nicely. What happened next was totally not my fault.

(Well technically, it kind of was. But only a liiiiiiiiiitle bit, I assure you.)

I set my face on fire to test the shaving theory out. And it worked! At least in the beginning. But honestly, I can't help it if I get spooked, right? Yes, Harley was only asking me if he could use the bathroom now, he really needed to pee, and yeah, he might have been asking for the past five minutes, and yeah, I probably should have heard him, but I didn't! My reflection in the mirror was just so amazing, you see, and I got carried away with the thought of never having to shave again (Because who wouldn't love that?) that I kind of, sort of, jumped when my brother opened the door (Don't laugh- that's actually really scary!) and rushed in (He couldn't hold it any longer). To prevent myself from slipping, I grabbed the first thing my hand made contact with. AKA a towel.

Doesn't sound so bad, does it? But you see, my face was still on fire. And in the surprise, my hands had caught fire too. So naturally the towel did as well.

And of course, I, being the heroic person I am, couldn't let the towel burn. After all, I was in the Camp's public building for showers and toilets, and what would happen if the whole building went up in flames? Would we have to all pee in one of those dug hole thingamabobs? No one knows, because thankfully I ran out of the place with the flaming towel before that could happen.

Now the most logical thing to do would have been to run to the Canoe Lake, which in case you didn't know, is directly to the right of the showers and toilets. But in the panic, I kind of forgot. Also, I'm not really a very logical person. Instead, I ran towards to Arena, hoping to find Percy or something. I didn't.

You see -and this is totally not my fault either- I kind of slammed into someone else before that happened.

That someone was Nico di Angelo.

"[CENSORED!]" He yelled, and my first thought was I'm screwed, because like, he's pretty intimidating. My second thought was oh whoops he's on fire.

To be honest, that was probably his first thought.

He said something else (Though still as rude, if not more) and then tried to stop, drop, and roll, tripping over me instead. In the confusion I got knocked down, see. The towel was burning beside me.

Obviously, this caused quite the spectacle. Nearly two dozen people were watching already (But not actually helping), Clarisse among them. She looked like she was having a field day.

Nico finally (Don't ask me how, I was busying grumbling to myself how happy la Rue was) managed to put himself out, and then he turned to me, looking like he was about to commit murder.

"Er," I said. Shut up! It wasn't my best moment, okay?!

And then, just when I thought all hope was lost, Will Solace came running by. "Katie said someone was on fire!"

Bless, I thought, as Nico spun around. "Will! Hi!"

His voice was two octaves higher than usual. Looked like Piper's prediction about those two was right.

"Nico! Are you okay?" As Will fussed over the son of Hades, I -being the amazingly awesome person I am- managed to get up and put the towel out with the bucket of water Will had been carrying (And abandoned, as soon as he saw Nico). Then I turned to leave -no, I was not scared of what would happen if Nico remembered that I had knocked him down! I just suddenly recalled a very important thing I had to do! But Will turned to me before I could.

"Oh, hey Leo!" Will said. "Can you go call the cleanup harpies for me? Some campers are complaining it smells like burnt donkey hair in the bathroom."

And that is how fire-shaving ended. Will may or may not have saved my podex, which almost cancels out the fact he said my hair smells like a donkey's. Almost.

Sincerely,

Leo

P.S. To the Guest who asked me if I'd read 'Magnus Chase and the Sword of Summer', I'm sorry to say i haven't. I'm waiting for my friend to finish so I can borrow her copy- my parents refuse to let me buy the thing myself, they hate fantasy.