FALLING - Clarisse La Rue

4. Fist Fights

-FIST FIGHTS-

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"Why did you just stand there?"

After the entire Horn Ordeal, Dionysus had snickered at the face
Malcolm and Kayla pulled when Chiron had announced that. It was like a live action Greek frowning theatre mask.

The two had turned and started doing the walk of shame down to their cabins, while the rest of the camp had laughed it off and soon flooded back to what they were last doing.

"Because I didn't want to get in any more trouble, like you."

"You could have backed me!"

"Dionysus doesn't change his mind, he was already set on it being us."

"Still could have backed me."

Malcolm rolled his eyes,nodding and agreeing just to make Kayla happy, which he did often. "Could have, didn't. Too late now."

She huffed and turned to him as Malcolm guided them towards the Athena cabin.

"When do we start cleaning duty?"
She asked, and he said they should probably start after dinner- which Kayla pieced together was when Capture The Flag would start.

"Uh, I'll think about it."

"It wasn't an option, let's just do it, Mickey."

"How much trouble do you think you could get in? I don't know... just, logicspeak them or something."

"I don't have logicspeak."

"Whatever."

Kayla walked back to Hermes after saying bye to Malcolm, huffing.

What could I do now?

Head start on cleaning?

There wouldn't be any dishes.

Or would there?

Am I even allowed to do that?

Come on, Mickey, think.

Ah, we'll see.

There were, infact, few dishes in the sinks, and Kayla figured it would help do the job faster for later.

So she got to work, but each time she cleaned one, two more would take its place. See, if she wasn't staring out the window trying to catch some random kids attention just to death stare him, Kayla would have noticed this straight away. But ADHD and all that, right?

Ten minutes went past before she noticed.

And although not being good at maths, but if you think how many dishes someone washes per minute, and there were around a dozen in the first place, that's quite alot of dishes.

She gave up. Because it seemed Dionysus was taking all this quite serious, he'd obviously cursed the girl -or the dishes- for what she said.