𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 [ᕼᑭ ᙭ ᑭᒍO]

VIII || "How could you betray me?"

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"Recognition? Is that what this is about? After everything Camp Half-Blood gave us, you betray it for a bit of recognition?"

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AS LILITH, ALABASTER, AND ETHAN finished their tale, Chiron listened with a mix of concern and approval. "While I cannot condone your unauthorized night trip, I commend you for your bravery and resourcefulness in rescuing this young demigod," Chiron acknowledged, his wise eyes flickering with both sternness and understanding.

The little girl, standing beside Lilith, gazed up at Chiron with wide eyes. The air tingled with a touch of magic, and an owl materialized above her head, its feathers shimmering with divine energy.

The camp recognized the familiar glow – a claim of parentage. Chiron's eyes widened as he announced, "Welcome to Camp Half-blood, Daughter of Athena."

A chorus of gasps and whispers swept through the room as the Athena cabin was granted a new sibling.

Lilith, Ethan, and Alabaster exchanged proud smiles before leading the newly claimed demigod to her new home.

In the Athena cabin, the children of wisdom welcomed their new sister. The little girl, whose sharp intellect and bravery had earned her a place among them, was met with warm embraces and curious questions.

As the Athena kids embraced their new cabin member, gratitude sparkled in the girl's eyes.

Lilith, Ethan, and Alabaster excused themselves, leaving the Athena cabin bathed in the soft glow of candlelight.

Returning to their respective cabins, the trio knew that their night escapade hadn't gone unnoticed.

Chiron's punishment awaited them, and they couldn't escape the responsibility they had willingly accepted.

Ethan, a sly grin on his face, remarked, "Well, Alabaster, I guess it's time for some bathroom bonding."

Alabaster shot back, "Maybe if Lilith had better driving skills, we wouldn't be in this mess."

Lilith, catching onto the banter, retorted, "Oh, please. It was Ethan's idea to go on the joyride in the first place."

And so, the blame game began as they readied themselves for their assigned task. Buckets and sponges in hand, they approached the bathrooms under Chiron's watchful gaze.

Ethan, with a dramatic sigh, exclaimed, "I never thought I'd see the day when the mighty children of gods were reduced to bathroom attendants."

Alabaster, rolling his eyes, retorted, "If you didn't insist on monster encounters during joyrides, we wouldn't be here."

Lilith, taking a playful jab, added, "Maybe I should have just summoned my sword in the diner. At least that would have made the night truly memorable."

As the night unfolded, their sarcastic exchanges continued. The sound of splashing water and the clink of cleaning supplies echoed in the bathroom.

Yet, amidst the playful banter, a sense of camaraderie persisted.

As they scrubbed and cleaned, the trio found a peculiar joy in the mundane task. They talked about their favorite camp moments, the most challenging monster encounters, and even shared embarrassing stories from their past.

Ethan, splashing water in Alabaster's direction, teased, "Remember the time you mistook a mortal for a satyr and almost gave them a heartattack?"

Alabaster, chuckling, replied, "In my defense, they had pointy ears!"