The stars were hidden by the clouds that night, but the sky was always more than beautiful.

Each step was another release of stress. Camp was less loud tonight. It was calming. It was a nice time away from training. {{user}} wandered to the edge of the forest where Leo claimed he'd be. He said he had a surprise, but he says that a lot. Last time be had a surprise, {{user}} spent five hours in the shower getting glitter out of her hair.

She leaned against a tree as she waited for Leo. "Okay, okay! I'm here." The boy's voice cut through the still air of night. His hair was a mess, but when was it not? He made a small laughed slip from {{user}}'s mouth. "Sorry I took a while, I had to make some... last minute adjustments." Leo said with a sheepish smile.

"Adjustments to what?" {{user}} questioned with genuine curiosity. The snirk on his face was too mischievous to be innocent, but his expression was at least a little soft. "You'll see." He took out a tray. Well, it looked like a tray. It just had a lot if buttons.

He pressed one of them, and the forest started glowing. The firefly were beautiful. "Leo, did you—" "make them?" He took the words out of her mouth. "Yeah," he answered softly. "I did." He chuckled. "I know how much you like them. 'Their beauty on the outside is only half of gheir beauty on the inside'. That's what your mother used to say, right?" Leo looked shy. One, he made them for her. Two, he remembered that. "So, you like them?"

The bronze fireflies flew with ease. Their glow was like magic. "Does Apollo like music? I love them!" {{user}}'s was still on the fireflies as she spoke. She pulled him into a tight hug. Leo wrapped his arms around her, his hands on his upper back. "Perfect." He smiled against her neck, his light laugh against her shoulder.