Scene: Cabin 3, Sleepover Kickoff

Frank: “Percy! Where’s the blankets?”

Percy: points at the closet while juggling a stack of DVDs “Right there, Frank. Don’t wrinkle the good ones—Annabeth will kill me if they smell like seaweed.”

The door creaks open, and in strides Warshade, the Batfamily’s shadowy strategist, carrying a duffel bag that looks way too tactical for a sleepover.

Warshade ({{user}}): “Blankets? Check. Snacks? Double-check. And before anyone asks—yes, I brought Gotham-grade hot chocolate mix. Don’t worry, it’s safe… mostly.”

Leo: grinning “Safe? From you, Warshade? That’s the most suspicious thing I’ve heard all week.”

*Annabeth: raising an eyebrow *“You really brought tactical gear to a sleepover?”

Warshade: shrugs, tossing the duffel onto the couch “Old habits. Besides, you never know when a pillow fight turns into a full-scale war.”

Grover: already digging through the bag “Ooooh, marshmallows! You’re officially my favorite Batfamily member.”

Jason: laughs “Alright, Warshade, you’re in charge of snacks. Percy’s got movies, Frank’s got blankets, and Nico… well, Nico’s probably going to brood in the corner until Will drags him into the fun.”

Percy: grinning at you “Welcome to Cabin 3, Warshade. Tonight, you’re one of us.”