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[twodee]

xD Yeah.. Your no Hephaestus kid, or Apollo kid. Even then.. the Apollo kids hardly got anything. xD

"Mum will love it." George laughs. "Now we just need a card or something."

Connor's unfocused eyes seem to get a bit more hazy. "I don't know." He whispered. "Is it? Or is it not?" He asked, practically re-asking the question Travis just asked.

[direwolf.]

Zach- Amazing good looks.

Fred grins and chuckles, sitting back down at the table. He pulls a piece of construction paper over.

"I don't know. I was asking you, silly." Travis laughs, looking clearly amused.

[twodee]

I have to go! I will maybe be on later.. Probably not though.. DX

George picked up a blue crayon and tossed it to Fred.

Connor got another crazed grin. "And I asked you." He retorted, as if that made sense.

[direwolf.]

Alright. I GTG too.

Fred catches the crayon and stares at the construction paper. "What do I write? 'I love you mummy.' ?"

Travis laughs and waggles a finger. "Very, very tricky." [So weird. xD]

Chiron trots to the big house to find Mr. D, to see if he can help the mad campers.

[twodee]

George nods. "Yes. And make it all sloppy as if we were little kids." He adds, not-to-seriously.

Connor nods, still grinning like a madman. [Yes.. I do not understand their conversation.. xD]

Dionysus sat in a plastic lawn chair, his feet propped up on a small plastic table. He had a can of coke in one hand and was staring at the TV in the rec room. Of course, he wasn't really watching it, just needed something to do.

[direwolf.]

"Got it!" Fred gives a thumbs up and writes, Dear Mummy, I love you. "That's all I got.." He begins to draw a crappy looking broomstick and chickens, since they have chickens in the backyard.

"Silly, silly, silly." Travis laughs, now he continues to repeat himself.

Chiron trots inside the Big House. "Mr. D?"

[twodee]

Who's interrupting my show? Oh, it's that old horse. Mr. D thinks, with a slight frown. "Yes?" He called in a bored voice.

"Aaah.. Now it will be impossible for mum to be mad at us." George says, with a small grin. [Ya know.. I thought these two were genious's.. Now.. I'm not so sure.. xD]

Quinn was still shivering, but had stopped rocking back and forth. His eyes still had that faraway look in them, with the hint of madness.

Andy had fallen asleep, and now was peaceful sleeping quietly. [Oh God, oh God.. Terrible word choice.]

Connor was now staring blankly at the ceiling, a small smile on his lips. It was hard to tell what he was thinking about.

[direwolf.]

"The campers have came back from defeating the monster and they have gone mad.. Can you do something about that?" Chiron asked. [Sounds so lame... Dx]

"Now you draw." Fred pushes the construction paper over to George. "That's weird paper.." [xD Agreed]

Damon's body's trembling as he stares around the Infirmary.[I GOT IT!]

Travis is giggling and pointing up at the ceiling, staring at the small cracks. "That crack is bigger than that crack." He points to another one, babbling on like a fool.

Noelle's sobs quietly and uncontrollably, her body shaking.

[twodee]

Dionysus sighed and stood up. "Sure." He said with the same bored voice. He didn't see the point, all these little brats were going to die early deaths anyway.

George nodded in agreement. "But then again, Muggle-Americans are weird." He replied, picking up a green crayson and started drawing little pictures of.. Stuff.

"No.. No.. No.. I don't want to go back in there.." Quinn whispers, with wide terrified eyes. "No. No. Don't make me.." [Woo! Good job Bob. xD]

[direwolf.]

Mr. D! I know deep down inside you love every camper! What about your son?
Trevor- I get to see my daddy every day. And I wave and say, "Hi, daddy!" [I'm a bit hyper right now so my OOC charries probably will be too. xD]

Chiron nods, heading out of the Big House to go to the Infirmary.

[What kind of stuff?! xD] "These pictures don't move." Fred pouts.

"Shh.. Quinn.. You're safe now.." Lola whispered, watching him with worry in her eyes. She felt guilty even though she didn't do anything. [You did EVERYTHING, Lola!]