I Think I've Gotten Better at Goodbyes

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Camp went late that summer. It lasted two more weeks, right up to the start of the new school year. And it was the best two weeks of my life.

And I know it's kind of strange to say that, you know, after Erebus was revealed to be my father, but I think finally dating Percy really evened it out.

Plus, everyone at camp didn't treat me any different than before, even though they all know who my godly parent is. If anything, I was treated even better. The Ares cabin didn't try to pick fights with me, probably because they knew what happened to Koios (not that I even intended to actually beat him, but they don't need to know that).

But even though it was the best two weeks ever, there was still a lot of work to get done. Grover had taken over the satyr seekers and was sending them out across the world to find unclaimed half-bloods. So far, the gods had kept their promise to Percy. New demigods were popping up all over the place—not just in America, but in a lot of other countries as well.

A bunch of new cabins were under construction as well. The U-shape would soon be a complete rectangle, and we had all really taken the new task with gusto.

Nico had some undead builders working on the Hades cabin. Even though he was still the only kid in it, it was going to look pretty cool: solid obsidian walls with a skull over the door and torches that burned with green fire twenty-four hours a day. Next to that were the cabins of Iris, Nemesis, Hecate, Morpheus, Hypnos, Nike, Hebe, Tyche, and, of course, Erebus.

Unfortunately, Mr. D decided that the Erebus cabin had to be bigger than all of the rest, which frankly, was unnecessary, especially since I'm obviously the only one who would live in there.

"Too bad," Mr. D had told me when I protested. "Even Zeus and Hera agreed to this. A primordial god must be shown the utmost respect even if they are plotting something against us. You think I like this? I'd rather give you a camping tent for you to sleep in, but nope."

I felt really uncomfortable with the idea that my cabin would be bigger than Zeus's, but it's not like I could do anything. This came from the gods themselves.

Annabeth designed the basic layout of each cabin, though she had no idea how to design mine yet. The only thing she laid out was that the Erebus cabin would take the longest to finish, but with the pace all of the other cabins were being constructed, with Tyson and the other Cyclops builders helping, it would probably be done within at least two months.

Even with all of that, many more cabins were being added to the blueprints every day. Annabeth and Chiron were talking about adding an entirely new wing of cabins just so they could have enough room.

The Hermes cabin was a lot less crowded now, because most of the unclaimed kids had received signs from their godly parents. It happened almost every night, and every night more demigods straggled over the property line with the satyr guides, usually with some nasty monsters pursuing them, but almost all of them made it through.

I was still in the Hermes cabin for the time being, and I tried to enjoy it as best as I could. I had to admit, I'll miss Connor and Travis's antics every morning (though not their over-the-top pranks), but it's not like I won't ever see them again. But moving into a new cabin after spending more than ten years in the Hermes one will feel very weird, as much as I hated inspection day.

Aside from the whole cabin construction, Percy and I were doing great. Surprisingly, we are the first openly gay couple at camp, though I'm sure there were plenty of secret ones in the past. I never had a problem with my sexuality, and while Percy was at first a little nervous about it, he quickly became more confident. It's not like we're any different from the other couples. We hold hands and walk around the beach and woods together, and stuff like that.

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