Me: Hey Leo, you wanna take care of the disclaimer?
Leo: No this story's dumb.
Me: So help me Leo, I'll make sure I write that you get eaten by a dragon!
Leo: Shutting up now!
Me Uggh..I can't make you get eaten, I'm not that mean.
Leo: I know! Don't you just love me?
Me: *glares evily*
Leo: *turns and runs* blahblah5626 owns nothing!
Jason strolled back down the sidewalk to his cabin. It had been a long day of training, and he ached all over. He'd gotten his butt whooped a few times by Annabeth. Who knew she could take someone down with a stick and her fighting skills? Apparently everyone, considering he'd volunteered to spar with her. Boy, was that a mistake. He rubbed his bruised shoulder, eager to take a nice bath. Sure they weren't like at the Roman camp, but it was something. He came to a hault in front of his cabin-sratch that-his empty cabin. It was weird not bunking with anyone, just waking up to rumbling skies. A bit inside Jason, though he wouldn't admit it, wished he could be asleep on the warm back of Festus again. It wasn't the most comforatble place to sleep, but at least he'd had Piper and Leo talk to.
"Jason!" A voice called. Speak of the accident-prone overly hyper devil. Jason turned and saw Leo at the top of the hill that led down to all of the cabins. He was waving one hand and had what looked like a coke in the other. Jason knew there were at least two things wrong with that picture. One: You weren't allowed to have actual soda in the camp and Two: Who on the gods' green earth let LEO have a coke? The last thing the kid needed was more sugar and when he had any, all you could see was a blur running around the camp asking stupid questions like, "Do you think someone could jump off the cabin roof and survive?" Yeah, that one didn't end to well when he tried to replicate it by jumping from a tree. Let's just say that's a BIG reason why everyone has a 24 hour watch on any sugar product.
"Leo?" Jason yelled beacuse of the distance from where he stood to the top of the hill.
"Yeah Jason?"
"Who gave you soda?"
"I know a guy!" Leo said lifting the coke into the air and taking a sip. Jason shook his head and turned to walk into his cabin. He looked over his shoulder and saw Leo, still standing there. Jason thought it as a bit weird, but he just wanted to hurry up and get to the bath house. He took one step inside and imediately tripped over a small wire. He landed on the floor with a thud and turned to see what it was when the wire sudennly began winding up the wall. It passed by a few pulleys and traveled around the entire room until Jason saw it was heading for. Uh oh, was the only thing he could think as a bucket came tumbling towards him. It landed on his head and covered him with ice water. Jason yelped at the surprise and ripped the bucket off his head, but realized the wire hadn't stopped. It knocked over another bucket that coated him in a thick subsatnce that Jason identified as maple syrup. He heard the zip of the wire as it turned on the fan and a sprinkling of feathers turned a son of Zeus into a twin for a chicken. Jason stood there for a few seconds, dripping water and syrup, and blowing feathers out of his mouh. That's when he heard the unmistakable laughter coming from outside his cabin. He skidded across the syrup-water mixture and stumbled to the doorway. There was Leo doubled over laughing, and his coke leaking out from the can beacuse he had dropped it to the ground. Leo looked up, locked eyes with Jason, and burst out into another fit of hysterical laughing. Jason was confused fore one second, and one second only, until he realized what was going on.
"Valdez!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. Leo stopped laughing just enough to stand up straight.
"Yes your most high featherness?" He replied whit a grin from ear to ear.
"Ahh!" Jason yelled as he bolted out the door. Leo's eyes widened but he still kept smiling and he sprinted for the top of the hill.
"Catch me if you can chicken boy!" He half-laughed, half-yelled over his shoulder. Jason could only imagine how stupid he must have looked covered in feathers running after Leo.
"When I get a hold of you THERE WILL BE HADES TO PAY DO YOU HEAR ME?" Jason yelled. He heard Leo laugh even louder as he turned a corner near the Hermes cabin. Jason looked around it, but saw nothing. He scoped out the entire perimeter of the cabin, but there was no Leo to be found. So Jason turned back towards the bathouse, already plotting his revenge.
Leo: I told you it was dumb
Me: *hits him upside the head* I'm having Jason do the disclaimer next time
Leo: If he ever gets that feather stuff off
Me: *rolls eyes*
So? What do you think? Should I keep going? It could work for just a one-shot, but that's no fun! Please review! I like dumping feathers on Jason!
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HofO: A Prank War Worthy of the Gods
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