The Daughter of Dionysus

A Good Girl is Like Sweet Lemonade on a Hot Day

Jeremie's P.O.V.
I walked into my cabin and plopped on my bed. Gemma, my sister, chuckled, "What happened Jerms?"
I sighed, "We have a daughter of Hades and a daughter of Dionysus, that are my friends, and a set of twins, that are coming in this week,"
Calmly, she said, "Well, your two friends can stay here while you go get the twins. I'll make sure they stay out of trouble,"
"Thanks, but you won't be able to handle them. Once you corner one, the other one has managed to run off. Nadia is always ready for a fight, and Grace can kill someone with a glance. Not even Chiron will be able to keep them out of trouble,"
"What if you leave one of them at Jason and Piper's charge and the other at Percy and Annabeth's charge?"
"That's not a bad idea,"
"Well, Malcom has taught me well,"
"How are things with him? I never imagined a son of Athena and a daughter of Hebe dating,"
"It surprised everyone, but no one expected Hazel and Frank either,"
"Fair point," I wrapped my blanket around myself, "Good night,"
"Night," she said and rolled over.
I rolled over too and sent a silent prayer to my mother, Hebe goddess of youth. Mom, help here... things might get ugly.
Next morning, I woke up early like normally. Gemma and Dylan were already up and dressed. "Morning," I said brightly. I got the usual replies back as I carried on with my morning.
I showered and got dressed. The three of us went to the pavilion for breakfast. Nadia and her siblings were already there. There were about ten guys, and Nadia. At the middle of the table, she was already charming most of them. All except Devon, who sat at the far end of the table nearest to Mr. D himself. Grace and Nico were making their way to their table. I sat with my two siblings at our table and waited for the food to be set out so we could pick. The second it did, all the campers present rushed for it. I ended up in line with Nadia and Grace (well, I may or may not have shoved my way up to Grace, dragging Nadia with me). On one side, Nadia was piling pancakes on her plate while holding a cup of hot chocolate; on my other side, Grace went for pop tarts and iced tea. Personally, I just grabbed what I could reach. Smirking, Nadia motioned to some buttered bread, "Don't you think that bread needs more butter?" Grace cracked a smile, "Totally, I think we need some ourselves,"
"Me? No way! I have butter to spare," snapped my violet eyed friend.
"Yeah," I commented, "You have enough already,"
"Butter..." Grace said with a dreamy gaze, "I still can't believe you regected him Nadia,"
Nadia shrugged, "Good butter, great muscular structure, nice, funny, smart, loving, the whole package, but he wasn't my type,"
"What is?" I asked laughing.
She seemed to consider it for a second, "That Nico guy, he seems to be my type. He's ok looking, funny, straight forward, seems nice, I don't know- there's just something about him," she confessed.
I felt bad for her, but I didn't know how to break it to her that he had a boyfriend. We each went to our tables. Pulling Grace aside, I asked her, "Did your brother mention any... significant relationships that he has... last night?"
She nodded, "Will?"
"Will,"
"Yeah, I don't know how to tell Nadia,"
"She might find out, Percy might tell her the story of the wars,"
"What if she doesn't? What if she falls for Nico? It'll break her,"
"Then, I guess we tell her,"
"I really don't want to get involved in that,"
"Do we have a choice?" I asked.
"I guess not," she admitted.
After breakfast, we went to the different lessons. I headed to the Hecate cabin for some basic lessons on controlling the Mist. Grace and Nico headed to the sword arena. Nadia followed her brothers to the archery range.

Nadia's P.O.V.
I learned how to shoot a bow. According to some of the kids there I was talented. After like an hour I could hit the target decently well, but in comparison to the other kids I was merely a peasant. Simon nodded, "Not bad," as I knocked an arrow.
He himself was pretty good. I let the arrow fly, "Not exactly my thing," I confessed, "I feel like I should try, like, a sword, or something,"
"After this we have to be at the sword arena, bet you anything I'll beat you,"
"Challenge accepted,"
When we finished, we headed to the sword arena. I grabbed a sword that was about three feet long, maybe a little more, and swung it around. Dodging, Simon yelped, "Not at me!" I chuckled. We began fighting. It came naturally, I loved it. I could fight like a pro. Half an hour later, Simon lay on the floor with my sword tip pointed at his chest. Simon managed to say, "Ok, I give up! You win! Uncle! Tio! Theos!"
Laughing at my brother, I sneered, "Yep, like Spanish and Greek are going to help you,"
He grinned, "I went easy on you,"
"Of course you did,"
"Was that sarcasm?"
"Yes,"
"Good!" he got up, "You aren't totally hopeless. Now come, we need to get you a good sword," I followed him to what looked like a tool shed, but when he opened it all types of weapons came into view.
"Nice," I said with appreciation, "This will definitely work," I picked up a double edged sword that seemed to be the same size as the one I was using and a dagger, "Can I take both?"
"Sure," he said, "Why not?"
"Thanks," I said, strapping the dagger to my leg and hanging the sword from my belt, "I bet these will be useful,"
We rejoined our cabin and I kept training, I was having fun. Maybe things would've been nice if I hadn't gone on the stupid quest, maybe I would've found someone that I shared a connection with or whatever. But no.

Grace's P.O.V.
Nico told me about the quest during lunch. We were eating happily when he mentioned that Hades wanted to talk to me. I got nervous and asked, "Why?"
"A quest, I think," he said with a shrug, "Maybe just wants to say hi, by the way how were you claimed?"
"Zombies came out of the earth and raised me on their shoulders,"
"Really?"
"No, now quit changing the subject,"
He sighed, "I think it's for a quest. You can never be sure with him. Anyway, he said he wanted to see you this afternoon at our cabin,"
"Like, privately?"
"No, I'll be there,"
"Thanks," I let go of the breath I was unconsciously holding.

We finished and went to our cabin. A man in a black tuxedo was standing there. With pale skin, dark hair, and obsidian eyes, he reminded me of ghost stories where the ghost appears human.
"Father," Nico said, "This is Grace,"
The man smiled sadly, "Hello Grace, my name is Hades,"
I frowned, "Hello Father,"
He cleared his throat, "Nico, could you give us a moment?"
"Ugh..." Nico gave me a glance and said, "Sure,"
Giving him my puppy eyes, I begged him with my eyes to stay. Nico! Nooo... Don't leave me!
"Grace," said Father, "I want to ask you something,"
"Yes?" I ask.
"Would you go on a quest for me? Someone stole my helm of terror and I need it back. You can take two people with you,"
"Ok,"
"Just like that?"
"Yep,"
"Why?"
"Because I've spent sixteen years without my dad, without being able to do my dad a favour, I want to know what it's like," I said sincerely
"Ok then, you must leave tomorrow in the morning. Get to the underworld and retrieve my helm as soon as possible. You're a good girl, thank you,"
"A good girl is like sweet lemonade on a hot day," I muttered with a smile.
Outside, Nadia sang clearly, "Sweet lemonade, sweet sweet lemonade!"
Once Father left, I went outside to find Nadia and Nico laughing. She was trying to tell him a story, but kept cracking up, "I'll show you the video on my laptop,"
"Nadia," I called, "How do you feel about a quest?"
"Define, quest,"
"We do my dad a favour and get to fight monsters,"
"I'm in!"