(Percy's POV)
"That's Camp!" Annabeth yelled, pointing to the Long Island Sound. We could just barely see the pinpricks of Chris Rodriguez, Clarisse, and a few others.
Everyone but the Hitachiin twins and me went down to the rooms to get their stuff.
We spent a few seconds in an awkward silence, when Hikaru (or maybe Kaoru?) spoke up.
"So...what's this camp like?"
"Well, there's a lot of kids here. People come here to train to fight monsters, such as that Fury, and the Minotaur. I remember when I fought it. Never saw what hit it!" Okay, maybe I stretched the truth a LITTLE bit, but who cares?
I had a thought that I realized could be a problem. "Try not to flirt with girls until you're claimed, okay?"
They looked at me, and said in unison, "Claimed?"
"Yeah, when the gods claim their children as their own, you'll realize what god is your parent."
Kaoru spoke up. I realized a difference between them. Kaoru's voice was a little bit lower-pitched than Hikaru's.
"Why can't we, though?"
I laughed out loud. "Because, as far as you know, you'll be making out with your own sister!"
They looked at me for a moment, and then they started laughing, too.
"I can see why that would be a little creepy!" Hikaru laughed.
Finally, I spoke up. "Okay, now I get to ask you something," I chuckled.
"Speak up," both said in unison.
"That 'Brotherly Love' thing. Is it genuine?" The sly smile on my face was obvious.
Hikaru and Kaoru looked at each other for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"Of course not!" Kaoru laughed.
"What made you think that?!" Hikaru sniggered.
"Well, it was so convincing..."
Both looked at me. "Was it?" they said un unison.
"Yeah..."
"AWESOME!"
Annabeth came out. "What're you guys doing? we're less than a mile from Camp, and you haven't gotten your stuff, yet!"
"Fine, Wise Girl! We're going! When did you become our wife?" I joked.
She smiled. "When I was spoon-feeding ambrosia to a 12-year-old. Now come on!"
I rolled my eyes. "Women," I mouthed to Hikaru and Kaoru, and we both went to our rooms to get our bags.
"That's Camp!" Annabeth yelled, pointing to the Long Island Sound. We could just barely see the pinpricks of Chris Rodriguez, Clarisse, and a few others.
Everyone but the Hitachiin twins and me went down to the rooms to get their stuff.
We spent a few seconds in an awkward silence, when Hikaru (or maybe Kaoru?) spoke up.
"So...what's this camp like?"
"Well, there's a lot of kids here. People come here to train to fight monsters, such as that Fury, and the Minotaur. I remember when I fought it. Never saw what hit it!" Okay, maybe I stretched the truth a LITTLE bit, but who cares?
I had a thought that I realized could be a problem. "Try not to flirt with girls until you're claimed, okay?"
They looked at me, and said in unison, "Claimed?"
"Yeah, when the gods claim their children as their own, you'll realize what god is your parent."
Kaoru spoke up. I realized a difference between them. Kaoru's voice was a little bit lower-pitched than Hikaru's.
"Why can't we, though?"
I laughed out loud. "Because, as far as you know, you'll be making out with your own sister!"
They looked at me for a moment, and then they started laughing, too.
"I can see why that would be a little creepy!" Hikaru laughed.
Finally, I spoke up. "Okay, now I get to ask you something," I chuckled.
"Speak up," both said in unison.
"That 'Brotherly Love' thing. Is it genuine?" The sly smile on my face was obvious.
Hikaru and Kaoru looked at each other for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
"Of course not!" Kaoru laughed.
"What made you think that?!" Hikaru sniggered.
"Well, it was so convincing..."
Both looked at me. "Was it?" they said un unison.
"Yeah..."
"AWESOME!"
Annabeth came out. "What're you guys doing? we're less than a mile from Camp, and you haven't gotten your stuff, yet!"
"Fine, Wise Girl! We're going! When did you become our wife?" I joked.
She smiled. "When I was spoon-feeding ambrosia to a 12-year-old. Now come on!"
I rolled my eyes. "Women," I mouthed to Hikaru and Kaoru, and we both went to our rooms to get our bags.
I like the : "When I was spoon-feeding ambrosia to a 12-year-old. Now come on!" part!
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