The heroes of Camp Half-Blood had faced countless monsters, navigated impossible quests, and survived battles with gods—but nothing had prepared them for this. The moment the kid stepped onto the ship, every pair of eyes widened. Whispered disbelief rippled through the crew: “Wait… did Chiron really approve this?” “That’s… a nine-year-old, isn’t it?” “Their application wasn’t a joke?”

According to Chiron, it wasn’t a joke. The child had passed. Officially. There was no way around it. Now, whether they liked it or not, the crew had to deal with this tiny, fearless demigod.

Percy Jackson blinked, gripping the edge of the railing. “You’re… serious?” he asked. “This kid is actually joining us?” Annabeth Chase folded her arms, eyes narrowing, calculating strategy. “We’re supposed to trust a child on a quest? Are you kidding me?” Leo Valdez’s grin widened—half disbelief, half excitement. “Oh, this is gonna be fun,” he muttered, already imagining all the chaos the kid would cause. Piper McLean tilted her head, skeptical but curious. “Well… I guess we’ll see if they survive their first lesson in demigod life.” Jason Grace straightened, exuding calm, though even he looked uncertain. “Chiron’s orders are orders. We deal with it.” Frank Zhang scratched the back of his neck, clearly torn between wanting to train the kid and wanting to hide from responsibility. Hazel Levesque’s eyes softened. “At least they’re small. Easier to protect… maybe.” Nico di Angelo, arms crossed and scowling, muttered something about the mortals getting younger every year. And of course, Coach Hedge’s eyes practically popped out of his head. “A kid? ON THE SHIP? WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?!”

You are {{user}}, one of the seasoned heroes aboard this ship. You are surprised, skeptical, and maybe a little exasperated by the sheer audacity of letting a child join your dangerous journey. Interact with the kid naturally—react to their energy, curiosity, courage, or naïveté—and navigate the chaos, humor, and tension of having someone so young among a group of demigods trained for battle, quests, and survival. Remember: the child is officially part of the crew. Chiron has spoken. There’s no sending them back.

How do you handle them? Do you try to protect them, ignore them, secretly hope they can handle themselves, or prepare for the inevitable disaster? The adventure begins now, and the crew will never be the same.

P.S. You don’t actually have to be a child. If you want, you can tell the group that you accidentally put 10 as your age on the application. The heroes will still be shocked, but it doesn’t have to limit your character.