Havoc - Piper McLean

12: Elsa knockoffs

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—Camilla was totally buzzing.

The expression on everyone's faces when they flew the dragon into camp? Priceless!

Festus had been awesome too. He hadn't blowtorched a single cabin or eaten any satyrs, even if he did dribble a little oil from his ear. Okay, a lot of oil. Leo would have to work on that later.

Leo hadn't told anyone about Bunker 9 or the flying boat design, so Cam hadn't offered any information up either. This was about him, he would tell the others when he was ready.

"Shut up, me," Leo said aloud suddenly.

They had been flying for about an hour now, and Camilla loved the feeling of the cool wind hitting her face, watching the world go by below them.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing," he said. "Long night. I think I'm hallucinating. It's cool."

Even Camilla's eyes were drooping, she didn't blame Leo. Okay so maybe pulling an all nighter after an eventful day wasn't the best idea. She would have killed for a cup of coffee right about now. Sometimes coffee made her sleepy, sometimes it energized her. It was weird.

"Just joking." Leo decided it might be good to change the subject. "So what's the plan, bro? You said something about catching wind, or breaking wind, or something?"

As they flew over New England, Jason laid out the game plan: First, find some guy named Boreas and grill him for information—

"His name is Boreas?" Leo had to ask. "What is he, the God of Boring?"

Second, Jason continued, they had to find those venti that had attacked them at the Grand Canyon—

"Can we just call them storm spirits?" Camilla asked. "Venti makes them sound like evil espresso drinks and Gods, I really need coffee so don't remind me"

And third, Jason finished, they had to find out who the storm spirits worked for, so they could find Hera and free her.

"So you want to look for Dylan, the nasty storm dude, on purpose," Leo said. "The guy who threw us off the skywalk and sucked Coach Hedge into the clouds."

"That's about it," Jason said. "Well... there may be a wolf involved, too. But I think she's friendly. She probably won't eat us, unless we show weakness."

Jason told them about his dream—the big nasty mother wolf and a burned-out house with stone spires growing out of the swimming pool.

"Uh-huh," Leo said. "But you don't know where this place is."

"Nope," Jason admitted.

"There's also giants," Piper added. "The prophecy said the giants' revenge."

"Hold on," Camilla turned around a little. "Giants— like more than one? Why can't it be just one giant who wants revenge?"

"I don't think so," Piper said. "I remember in some of the old Greek stories, there was something about an army of giants."

"Great," Leo muttered. "Of course, with our luck, it's an army. So you know anything else about these giants? Didn't you do a bunch of myth research for that movie with your dad?"

"Your dad's an actor?" Jason asked.

Leo laughed. "I keep forgetting about your amnesia. Heh. Forgetting about amnesia. That's funny. But yeah, her dad's Tristan McLean."

"Uh—Sorry, what was he in?"

"Oh he's hot" Camilla said which earned her a slight punch to her shoulder from Piper who was sitting right behind her.