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after breakfast the next day, percy and i went down to inspect the cabins.
actually, it was my turn for inspection. percy's morning chore was to sort through reports for chiron. but since we both hated our jobs, we decided to do them together so it wouldn't be so heinous.
we started at the poseidon cabin, which was basically just percy. percy made his bunk bed that morning (that's what he said. all he did was make sure his sheets were on the bunk and not the floor) and straightened the minotaur horn on the wall, so he gave himself a four out of five.
i scrunched my face up as i searched his room, "you're being generous." i used the end of my pencil to pick up an old pair of running shorts.
percy snatched them away. "hey, give me a break. i don't have tyson cleaning up after me this summer."
"three out of five," i decided.
he knew better than to argue.
percy tried to skim through chiron's stack of reports as we walked. there were messages from demigods, nature spirits, and satyrs all around the country, writing about the latest monster activity. they were pretty depressing.
little battles were raging everywhere. camp recruitment was down to zero. satyrs were having trouble finding new demigods and bringing them to half-blood hill because so many monsters were roaming the country. thalia, who led the hunters of artemis, hadn't been heard from in months, and if artemis knew what had happened to them, she wasn't sharing information.
we visited the aphrodite cabin, which of course got a five out of five. the beds were perfectly made. the clothes in everyone's footlockers were color coordinated. fresh flowers bloomed on the windowsills.
i gave aurora and drew — who had rearranged the cabin — a nod of approval.
percy wanted to dock a point because the whole place reeked of designer perfume, but i gave him a look and he wisely shut up.
