Camp Wildheart

Death is afraid of Heights

Carter

Carter felt kinda bad for doing the prank, so he was extra glad when the craft time was over and they headed back to the campsite. 

It was a hollow win, however, mainly because the next activity was campsite improvement, which meant them running around fixing the crashed or drooping parts of the hodgepodge they had made on the first day as the girls slowly swept the clearing for any rock, branch or bit of plastic they could find, washing them off with a hose and then shaping them into shelves, tables and even a few larger logs to create benches and a little yard area behind their carefully engineered structure.

As one of the walls collapsed outward yet again, Percy jumped out of the way, exclaiming, "Gah! This isn't working, guys."

"I agree," Will replied. "Maybe we should give up on the competition thing and just ask the girls for help."

"No!" Leo said. "We're in it to win it!"

Keefe walked over and said calmly, smirking slightly, "I agree with Will and Percy, but I understand that some people aren't as cool with admitting defeat to the girls as we are, so... let's put it to a vote, shall we?"

"Cool with me," Magnus shrugged.

"If you want to ask the girls for help, raise your hand." Keefe instructed. Seven hands went into the air at once, and Keefe nodded, then asked, "Should we elect somebody to convince the girls to help?"

"Yeah, YOU!" Jason said, shoving Keefe towards the nearest group of girls, including Sophie. Carter crept up to listen from behind a tree, followed by a few of the other boys.

"Hey, Foster?"

"Yeah, Keefe? What's up?"

"Um... our walls may have just collapsed again?"

Sophie laughed, but not in a mean way at all. "You were elected to beg for help, weren't you!"

"Yes." Carter could tell Keefe was giving Sophie his sheepish smirk.

"What do you think, girls, should we help them?" Sophie asked.

"Eh, I dunno," Piper said teasingly.

"Why not," Sadie shrugged. "We can rub it into their faces a bit, so win win."

"Okay, we'll help you boys," Sophie conceded, and Carter could hear her smile as she called the other half of the grove to help the boys. 

Carter and the other boys who were listening scrambled back, and Carter smiled when Annabeth began ordering them around.

Sophie

Sophie brushed her hair out of her face with her shoulder, then finished securing the tarps to the trees. Checking to make sure nobody was below her, she shimmied back down, then stepped through one of the unfinished parts of the wall to look at the progress. 

The boys had taken all of their stuff out so they could start from scratch. The design was pulling together, although it was definitely different. They had made it more tent based, building up walls that were a few feet high with the best logs from the old structure, leaving a doorway. 

She had been in charge of securing the tarp roofs to the top of the middle tree trunk, and there had been several teams dedicated to dragging unwanted bits away from the working area.

They had pretty much unanimously decided to skip the nature hike so they could keep working, which meant that the dinner break was a welcome relief. She was hungrier than she had thought she was, and the cheese quesadilla was in that moment the best thing she had ever tasted.

Annabeth

"Come down, Tam!" Annabeth looked up at where Sophie was clipped into the highest structure on the ropes course, calling up to a shadowy figure. Standing on the final, highest platform was the moody counselor she had noticed a few times. 

His back was pressed against the post, and Annabeth felt a bit sorry for him, being stuck up there. She held her breath as the blonde counselor stepped onto the platform and began to talk in a quieter tone, not audible from below. 

There were a few minutes of silence, permeated only by the faint sounds of the song 'What does the Fox say' from the dining hall quad.

This Sunday was animal themed, in the way that an seven or eight year old would enjoy. The teen area was again a welcome relief, but this time they had been joined by the other counselors of the groves, including the moody guy and Fitz, who she had seen talking to the other counselors in the grove, and from that knew he was a stickler for rules. 

Most of the second and all of the first grove had left early with Biome 2, leaving Sophie and Keefe to deal with the treed Tam. Eventually, they got him off the platform and started the fire for smores, which seemed to calm the boy down enough that he started sulking again.

Magnus

The night was unusually clear, and hundreds of stars were overhead as they skulked through the night, hoping to hit someone on the other team with one of the foam balls they had scrambled to grab earlier. 

They were still slightly tired from the excitement of last night, so the boys had already lost about a dozen members. Half that amount of girls had been hit, three of them by Tam, the guy from the ropes course, who seemed to think he had something to prove.

"Gotcha!"

Magnus whirled around, facing the girl who had whacked him with the ball. Biana, he remembered Sophie calling her.

Judging by the matching thwacks and the cry of "LINH!", the other boys at the outpost were out too. It was always fun to play games in the dark, and there seemed to be no end to the fun modifications that made the games less cheesy and more exhausting. 

Still, he was glad for when they were finished. Every day for the past two and a half weeks he had picked twigs and leaves out of his hair or prickers off of his clothes.

Despite all that, the night air was a welcome relief to him. He loved being out, in nature, under the stars. 

The boys finally let the girls help them with the structure... again it's filler, but good filler :).