Can you see in the Dark?

Morning Arc: A day in the life of a Demigod

~This is joy, this is summer
Keep alive, stay alive~ Skyline to- Frank Ocean

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It's not everyday you can eat whatever you want for breakfast, well, Richard anyways. When living with Bruce one is expected to maintain a healthy diet, which usually consisted of a large portion kale, beef, radishes and more kale ever since he read some article about green eating. So when Travis Stoll displayed to him the absolute radical that was the dishes in camp halfblood it wasn't a far stretch to say that Dick was giddy.

"So you're telling me, I can wish for anything to eat and it'll be on the plate?" The teenager asked. He still couldn't believe it. He stared at the cloud nymph that maneuvered their way to the multiple tables in the open space as the distributed the magical dishes. "In healthy portions, yes. Camp believes everyone should have the freedom on how they start their day. Somehow the nymphs make it so that its packed with nutrients. No i have no idea how they do it."

The pair were seated by the Hermes table, conversing until the cloud nymph that held the dishes came by. "Wait till you get a cup. Anything that you want can be liquefied in there." A grin appeared on Travis' face as he viewed the face of the guest that could light even the darkest pits of Tartarus.

"No way! You're bluffing."

"Nixie, the blonde girl with space buns in her hair over by the Aphrodite cabin," The demigod pointed, " She once had liquid jellybeans in there." A devious grin appeared on Dick's face as he dreamed up the most unhealthy concoction imaginable, something along the lines of a sugar high and a caffeine overdose. Maybe he should ask one of the flying ladies if they could gift him one before he went home.

Not long after, Dick and the others were presented with their own magical silverware. The ravished teens were stuffing their faces not long after and laughing mid chew with their seat mates. A chug chant emerged from the Ares cabin as a tall, dark haired girl downed a pint of root beer, the Hermes kids were plotting something and an explosion could be seen from the Hephaestus table. It was unnerving how chaotic it was in the amphitheater, yet the Wayne found himself smiling at the scene.

"Listen up campers." The sound in mess hall probably plummeted by 6000 decibals when the centuar spoke. "Today the dryiads are holding a boating competition. All are welcome to participate. Hephaestus cabin is requesting some volunteers to test some armour prototypes and Hecate cabin is working on some new spells on the border so be wary of getting too close in order to not be incinerated."

Richard glanced at Travis after the breakfast notice. "What's a dryiad?"

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Leo was not enjoying this whole cabin leader thing. Actually, maybe he only disliked the responsibility part because he did like being called leader, boss, captain, the whole shebang. Adored it actually. But right now you definitely could say he despised it.

"Where is the fire extinguisher!" Nelly, the infamous arsonist, yelled. Like seriously, how did she manage to burn the light fixture above her for the twelfth time this month. "James has it!" Sulvian replied as he hammered away at a slab of imperial gold. "Where the fuck is he?"

A voice called out from the bunker, presumably James, "Here!"

It took a while but eventually the fire was outed. That wasn't the problem. On the contrary, that happened almost everyday. The issue was one of documents. The fuel for the said blaze was a stack of Camp files that Leo had written and forget to send to the Big house. So now he had the pleasure of rewriting 15 pages of information, which, undoubtedly, will set him back on his schedule. Not that he stuck to it religiously or anything; it was about the principle.

"Ugggghh!" He could already feel a headache forming as he sat down at his desk, pen in hand.

"Leo! The superhero people are here!" Now why would they be here. Was he forgetting something important? Atleast he could use this as an excuse to not finish the paperwork.

"Send them in."

The sound of metal smithing and gear turning blasted throughout the cabin despite the fiasco earlier as the unexpected guests tiptoed through the area. Leo got up out his chair in a jump like motion and extended a hand to the first person infront of him. "Welcome to Cabin nine! Leo McShizzle bad boy supreme at your service."

A tall, red head was the recipient of his greeting, grinning as he firmly shook his hand. "We were told that you could hook us up with some sick weapons." As soon as those words escaped the stranger's lips, Leo's face contorted into a grin. "You couldn't have appeared at a better time. I was just about to die from writing up these documents. "

Leo made a 180⁰ spin and started walking towards a bunker, motioning for the group to follow him. Before entering the earthen hole, he annouced his appearance to his siblings below, "Down the hatch I come!". The supers cautiously shadowed him down the stairs to the furnace like room. "This is where all the fun happens." Leo remarked. They then bee-lined to a desk at the right of the room that had a poster on the surface that read, 'All the ladies love Leo', which obviously was the most brilliant thing in there.

"So just tell me your names, your weapon of choice and ability and I'll see what I can do." As the information was given, the demigod wrote it down on his charred notepad in a scraggly Greek script. "Alrighty! You should expect your stuff in roughly four days, that is, if no more explosive episodes happen again."

A 'sorry' was yelled from Nelly across the room and the demigods burst out in laughter. "Hey Leo, how many more of these bombs did Chiron need?" A.J. asked as he passed by the overcrowded table. "The Greek fire ones or the sulphur ones?"

"The fire ones. Juney's finished with the sulphur ones, they're already in storage."

"Good looks like we're on track. We need about 70 of those. The legion is taking care of the rest." Valdez replied as he adjusted his goggles over his eyes and pulled out a mallet from his toolbelt.

"What exactly is Greek fire? I've been hearing alot about it since we came here." A girl, Artemis, questioned. "Well it's like a green swirling liquid. It's crazy explosive, that's why we use it in bombs, and it burns under water."

"And you guys handle this regularly?" A green skinned girl asked. Leo nodded, if only she knew how often. "You guys should probably leave before things get too hot." Leo warned, preparing to melt some celestial bronze into a dagger.

"It gets hotter than this?"

"Its about to." And then Leo's hands combusted into flames. He flashed a smirk and got to work.

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Hiiiiiii

I know it's been ages since I last updated. I've just been preoccupied doing these School based assessments for CSEC, and no I'm still not done. But I still wanted to give you guys something.

Happy New Years❗️❗️❗️