The Beginning of the End (J. Grace)

V: Jason's cabin pukes on him

Jason's PoV:

You know what the weirdest thing is? Having you dad do cheesy pickup lines on you.

Yup. You read that right. It was weird.

Okay, okay; let's backtrack a little here.

Throughout the whole of breakfast, he couldn't stop staring at her: how could someone with such a horrible prophecy hanging over their head still be so happy all of the time?

"Morning, dude." Jason grinned and sat down opposite Leo who was showing his little brother -Harley- how to build a miniature helicopter out of pipe-cleaners. Pretty cool. Jason wished he had a little brother like Harley to teach random things to, it could be fun.

"Morning!" The son of Hephaestus beamed over at him like the mad man he is. From the look in his eyes, he'd had way more coffee than is healthy and had probably pulled an all-nighter on building the Argo II.

That was what they were going to fly to Jason's camp in. That was what they were going to be travelling in to save the world from Gia. Pretty epic.

"You had a shower!" He exclaimed, causing Harley to burst into fits of laughter. "You don't stink! I'm so proud of you, dude!"

"Shut up." He grumbled, though a smile was tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Anyway, what are you doing today?"

Leo took a large spoonful of coco pops to his mouth and just as Jason asked that and started chewing intensely, staring into the son of Jupiter's soul. Okay, not into his soul, but Leo was clearly trying to look super serious with milk on his chin.

It didn't really work.

Harley looked over at his brother for a long moment, then shared a confused look with Jason before smashing the pipe cleaner helicopter into his face.

Update: he was glad that he didn't have a younger sibling like Harley; he was perfectly fine without having pipe cleaners shoved into his face, thank you very much.

"Hey! I thought you were on my side!" Leo protested, then proceeded to tickle the younger boy with the pipe cleaners from the now-broken helicopter.

"No!" He squealed, rolling around on his bench, laughing uncontrollably. "Stop! It's not personal!"

Now, that got Jason laughing too. He decided that he wanted an older brother like Leo. Although, Thalia and the hunters were going to come and visit soon -he couldn't wait.

Once he was satisfied with the amount that he'd tickled Harley, his best friend turned back to him with a manic grin. Again, Jason wondered how much sleep he had gotten last night, if he'd had any at all.

"Working on the Argo II." He responded simply. "But I might go down to the fireworks beach today."

"I'll join you for that one, then." He decided, finishing his toast and handing it to a passing-by wind nymph who was working on clearing away the tables of their plates. "Hey, if you need me, I'll probably be at the training arena."

"Alright, Superman." Leo gave him a quick, joking salute before he made his way down the path, around the canoe lake, through the collection of cabins and to the arena.

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After three full, hard hours of training, Jason went back to his cabin to get changed and cool down before lunch. Maybe try to get some more memories back, Iris-message his sister (if it would work, that is), plan a bit more for the prophecy of eight's quest.

Well, that's what he wanted to do.

The moment he stepped over the threshold into the cold, eerie, lonely cabin, the statue of his dad seemed to glare even more daggers into his son. But that wasn't the worst part.