Hello again! Finally the muse is singing to me, and it's letting me write! It's a really good feeling that I really missed. Now, to answer the question in the review. The relationship of the hotel and the camps work as a pseudo-camp in New York for those that need it, and is a place where conflict is a no go. Also, the hotel works as a holiday place, a safe place, and a home for people living directly in New York through the year so that they can go to school and rest easier. Also works at night as a place where the gods go to drink among other things.

Also, if you imagine new funny situations, I am always ready to hear them! And again, thanks to Forsake_Seer_XIV for being my betareader for this! Now enjoy!

Rule 5: Hotel Elysium is not a love hotel for the gods.

Mr. Walker was attending the reception and saw the next guests… Zeus and a woman. – My room, now. – Zeus said, clearly expecting the keys. Mr. Walker nodded, before pushing a button, unlocking the keys.

And Hera appeared, dragging Zeus away and having to lead the woman away from the hotel to her life without a pesky horny god. It was something that he tried again and again and wasn't the only god.

Moments later, something similar happened between Apollo and being dragged off by Artemis, but that was when a notice went up as Apollo tried to go up to the Hunter's floor.

Rule 40: No Aphrodite Matchmaking

Mr. Walker was in front of Aphrodite, who was smiling winningly, like she got the lottery and was going to give good news. In between them, photos were spread.

- No, lady Aphrodite. I'm not going out with any of them. – Mr. Walker said, frowning and soon enough, Aphrodite was angry that he wasn't going to go out with any of those.

- But why!? They are single and have lots of love to give! – Aphrodite countered, clearly put out at that.

- One of them is Medusa and another Arachne! I'm not going to date them! – Mr. Walker countered, showing those two photos… And prompting a child of Athena that was passing by to scream in fright and flee. Luckily, Medusa couldn't petrify people by using photos with her eyes on it.

Rule 35: Mr. Walker can't sing.

It was time for a singing competition on the dinning hall, with the demigods enjoying the interpretations of multiple songs. Soon enough, Mr. Walker appeared and got ready to sing a song, clearly wanting to enjoy himself there.

A few notes later, Apollo was dragging Mr. Walker away, being muted for the time being as a gag was on his mouth. Numerous crystals of glasses were broken, and the demigods were clearly damaged by what they heard.

After that, Mr. Walker could only participate in the singing competitions as a judge and spectator, nothing more.

Rule 33: Having undead people as staff on Halloween is not allowed.

The hotel was decorated with the typical designs of Halloween, and as a petition to Hades, Mr. Walker asked for some undead to fill the employee parts of the day as a theme. Should have told the demigods days before it happened.

- Sto-! – Mr. Walker tried to order, before the avalanche of demigods rushed by him, armed with their weapons of choice, and started pummeling the zombies into dust, sending them back to Hades's realm, and lots of gold dust for the trouble.

- Happy Halloween. – Mr. Walker said, his smile brittle and knowing he was going to send something to placate the god after all… It was to his surprise that Hades knew it was going to happened and just sent the zombies of spirits needing additional punishment.

Rule 50: If Sally Jackson visits, keep her the maximum time possible on the hotel.

Mr. Walker was smiling and taking a sip of wine, while Miss Jackson was on the kitchen, having asked to bake some of her cookies to his son and the rest of the demigods. The pleasant aroma of the cookies being baked were starting to fill the dinning hall, and it was silent…

Why the silence? Because when she visited, all the demigods were strangely in their best behavior and didn't want to make mess. Even the Ares kids! Soon enough, Mr. Walker noticed the time and got up, rolling up his newspaper and leaving the wine glass empty on the table, preparing to leave, when the ping of the oven sounded.

A look at the wine glass starting to shake, like an avalanche waiting to happen, made Mr. Walker grab the glass and put his back onto the wall with practiced ease. Then, the avalanche of demigods, leaded by Percy Jackson, appeared in a rush to grab some of the cookies of Miss Jackson.

Soon, after them being fed the cookies and started to behave again like angels, another contract to try to employ her to the hotel was sent, even though it kept being returned with refusals to work there.

Thanks for reading! See you soon!