Making things right: The demigods of Olympus

Bad Boy Supreme Is Back And Better

Reyna POV
"Fleecy, I would like you to connect me to the Olympian council", Hazel called.

The mist shimmered and the council appeared. Zeus/Jupiter sighed. " We already know why you called. Stay in New Rome for two days. By the time, this cloud will land in an interesting place..."

The lord of the sky waved his hand, cutting through the mist. They had nothing to do But to sit and enjoy. And so they did.

Solan had really saved them. Plus, he was cute. What, stop that, Reyna. He's immortal, you could never get him. Reyna sighed. Of all things...

Calypso POV

We were traveling by air. We had to leave the boat behind, but that's no problem, because Festus is officially fixed. And there was an extra compartment for Kat and Liam's belongings, who are currently sleeping, designed by Leo, the greatest(not) mechanic in the world.

According to GPS, we were above Oklahoma City, 2000 feet above sea level. At Festus' current speed, it would take us one day till there.
Suddenly, a powerful wind, so strong it may have come from San Francisco, blew us away on a dragon. It felt like time was speeding up, and ironic, as if some god was messing with us. Liam might have even puked, on an unsuspecting person two thousand feet below us.

It stopped just as fast as it started. The wind cleared, and now Festus said that we were two thousand feet above New York, on its incorruptible GPS, and we resumed flying towards Camp Half-Blood, as if nothing happened. The time however, showed that it was seven PM, while at Oklahoma it was twelve-thirty PM. As I was thinking about this phenomenon, when the dragon suddenly swooped down and Leo jumped off midair, "Woohoo suckers, Bad Boy Supreme Is Back And Better"