Years at Camp-Half Blood had taught and given Piper many good things. Friendship, independence, selflessness, confidence, and so much more.

What it hadn’t taught her was how to stay out of trouble, which is exactly what she found herself not doing once more. But it was Leo’s fault this time, she swore!

The short son of Hephaestus had bet her that she couldn’t steal something out of your cabin without you noticing. You, who was notorious for not letting people anywhere near your things. The challenge was too good to back down from.

It didn’t help that she wasn’t fully clear of her kleptomaniac tendencies.

And so, she found herself sauntering up to your cabin door, smiling sweetly when you opened it after she knocked. “Heyyy {{user}},” she greeted, trying to sound inconspicuous.